Arrogant Heir (The Heirs #2) - Michelle Heard Page 0,45
all we’ll ever be.
Maybe if I focus on that, I’ll be able to get through the next couple of weeks.
JASE
Listening to Mila while she gave her statement to Officer Lane was fucking hard.
I can see the relief on Mr. West’s face after it’s all done. “Can I make an appointment for you to start meeting with Dr. Bower?”
Mila shakes her head. “No, but don’t worry. I am going to talk to Mrs. Reyes.” Her eyes dart to mine. “Your mom offered, and I’m going to take her up on it.”
Mr. West seems to know more than me because he says, “Oh, that’s good. She’ll be able to help you a lot. Knowing that makes me feel better.”
How will Mom be able to help Mila?
I get up and shake Mr. West’s hand before I excuse myself and go to my room. Shutting the door behind me, I pull my phone from my pocket and dial Mom’s number.
“Hey, my baby, how are you holding up?” her voice comes over the line.
“Better.” I pause then say, “Mila mentioned she’s going to take you up on your offer to talk about what happened.”
“Oh, good. I’m glad to hear that.”
I take a deep breath then continue, “Mr. West said you’d be able to help her? Is there something I should know?”
“Yeah, but not over the phone. Come to the house and bring Mila along.”
“Okay.” I shove my phone back into my pocket, and walking out, I run into Mila as she comes down the hallway. “Did your dad leave?”
She nods. “Yeah.” Letting out a breath, she says, “It’s been one hell of an intense day.”
“Listen,” I reach for her hand, “I’m heading over to my parents’, and my mom asked for you to come along. Are you up for it?”
Mila glances down, looking at her clothes, then says, “Yeah, but I’ll need to change. I can’t go to your house in sweatpants.”
“I’ll wait.” I wink at her, then walk to Hunter’s room. Since he and Jade started dating, I don’t risk just walking in. God only knows what position I might find them in, so I knock first.
“Yeah?” he calls from the other side of the door.
“Are you decent?” I call back.
I hear a chuckle. “We are now.”
Shaking my head, I push the door open. Jade’s snuggled against Hunter’s side, and they’re watching a movie on the entertainment system he recently had installed.
“I’m heading over to my parents. Mila’s coming with me.”
“Okay, send them my regards.”
Before I can close the door, Jade says, “Jase, thanks for being there for Mila.”
“Always.” I shut the door and don’t have to wait long before Mila comes out of her room, dressed in jeans and a soft cashmere sweater. She’s even managed to put on some make-up. Taking hold of her hand, I link our fingers and say, “Let’s hit the road, beautiful.”
The corners of her mouth lift in a thankful smile.
I grab my car keys, and opening the front door, I wait for Mila to walk out before I follow, drawing the door shut behind us. I keep holding her hand as we walk to the elevator, and the doors slide open immediately. Stepping inside, I press the button for the ground floor then let go of Mila’s hand so I can wrap my arm around her.
“Are you ready for this?” I ask.
Glancing up at me, a small smile plays around her lips. “Yeah.”
When the doors open and we step out into the foyer, I tighten my hold around her shoulders and pull her into my side. My eyes keep darting around us as we leave the dorm, and whenever I see a student look in our direction, I scowl at them.
Reaching the car, I open the passenger door, and once Mila climbs in, I grab the seat belt, and pulling it over her, I clip it in.
There’s a questioning look on Mila’s face, and it has me asking, “Is something wrong?”
She shakes her head. “No, but I can put on the seat belt myself.”
“I know.” Pulling back, I shut the door and jog around the front of the vehicle. Getting in, I start the engine and strap myself in before I steer us out of the campus.
It’s a short and quiet drive to my parents’ house, and my mind keeps alternating between wondering if Mila is really up for this visit and what my mom’s going to tell us.
Maybe she wants to talk about when Aunt Kingsley almost drowned? Or perhaps it’s about what my grandmother did