and covers his junk.
Colton crosses his room in the blink of an eye, he's in a pair of sweatpants with a loose tank that I’ve seen him wearing in his home gym.
He walks to the door and looks back at me, silently telling me to hurry the fuck up.
I hurry after him and he holds the door for me as I pass. I stop and turn to Harrison, waiting to see what the hell is going on. “Miss Munroe, please return to the pool house and remain there until the police have taken your statement.”
“Police?” I grunt, looking up at Colton who looks just as confused. His eyes meet mine and for a second I wonder if this has something to do with last night but Colton hardly seems like the type to call the cops and press charges. He'd prefer to take matters into his own hands which is exactly what he did. The last thing he wants is cops coming to sniff around and find out that he beat the ever-loving shit out of him and it’s not like Nic would have called …
Shit. Nic.
What’s he done? If anything, he found Jude and took care of the issue, and now someone has found the body.
Fuck. FUCK. Nic can’t be that stupid. He’s always so careful with this shit but this time his emotions are riding high. He could have fucked up.
Shit. This can’t be happening.
“Miss Munroe,” Harrison snaps, irritated. “Get moving please.”
“No. She stays with me,” Colton steps in.
“Mr. Carrington, I must advise against that,” Harrison says. “This is a family matter of extreme importance. Oceania should be sent back to the pool house to await the police’s arrival.”
“I’ve spoken,” Colton snaps. “She stays with me. Now, what is going on, and why the hell are the police involved? I should have been notified. You know the procedure for when dad is out of town. Everything goes through me.”
Harrison shoots a nasty glare my way before looking back at Colton and nodding. “Sir, of course, I understand the procedures, however, this is a timely circumstance and it prudent that we act fast.”
Colton gets frustrated with Harrison dancing around the topic and narrows his glare. “What’s going on, Harrison?”
“Sir, I think you should see for yourself.”
Realizing that he’s not going to get the answers he needs, Colton nods and allows Harrison to lead the way. Colton takes my hand and pulls me along, keeping up with Harrison’s fast, long strides. “It’s cool,” I murmur as Harrison practically flies down the stairs. “I can go back to the pool house and wait.”
“You’re staying with me,” he snaps in a tone that suggests an ass-whooping if I was to argue the point. “If this has something to do with Jude and the police have been called, then I can guarantee that you’re not safe. They’re going to take one look at you and assume that the poor girl from Breakers Flats is in the wrong. You’ll be carted away in handcuffs without even a chance to fight your case. You’re staying right by my fucking side.”
My eyes bug out of my head and I find myself clutching his hand even tighter, terrified of being taken away. I see it happen all the time in Breakers Flats and I refuse to be one of those statistics. “But I didn’t do anything wrong.”
“It doesn’t matter. It’s just how things happen around here. Jude’s family will go to extraordinary lengths to hide their son’s indiscretions, no matter how fucking wrong they are. They’d rather drag an innocent woman through the mud than their reputation.”
“Just like they did with that blackmail video of Jude raping that poor girl.”
Colton’s gaze snaps to mine. “How did you …” he cuts himself off with a heavy sigh, deciding that now isn’t the time to figure out how I could have found out one of his many secrets, but it won’t take him long to work out that Nic would have been the one to share it with me. “Look, it could be something else entirely but whatever it is, you don’t speak to the cops without me there, got it?”
“Yeah, got it,” I grumble, hating being spoken at but keeping my mouth shut and deciding to fight him on that later.
We reach the bottom of the stairs and Harrison turns to the right, heading down the hallway that I’ve only ever gone down while looking for Charles’ office.
I feel the tension rolling off Colton in waves and as