Chapter 211

Judy’s POV

“Sammy?” I asked as I turned on my bedroom light. Sammy was standing at my desk across the room with her eyes wide like she was a deer caught in the headlights. I could practically hear her heart pounding against her chest as she stared back at me, having been caught snooping through my personal bedroom. “What are you doing in here?”

She visibly swallowed.

“I thought I lost something,” she told me. “I was wondering if maybe it accidently got put in with your things.”

I furrowed my brows at her; it was obvious she was lying.

“What were you looking for?” I asked; I glanced at the time. It was almost midnight. “This late at night…”

“It’s not that important,” she said, hurrying towards the door. “I am so sorry. I wasn’t trying to intrude. I was honestly just looking for something I couldn’t seem to find. Please, forgive me.”

I wasn’t sure what else to say; it was obvious to me that she wasn’t being truthful, but I wasn’t sure of the reason why. I would have understood if she told me the truth; then again, it depended on the truth. I watched as she hurried out of my room, shutting the door behind her.

I was still wrapping my head around the events of that evening when I got dressed and ready for bed. I felt a bit invaded by Sammy being in my space without any warning or heads-up. I wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt, but I felt a bit unsettled by her explanation.

I made sure to lock my door before I got into bed.

It took a while, but eventually, I was able to drift off into a dreamless sleep. I managed to brush off the thought of Sammy snooping around my room, and about my run-in with Donna Landry and Daisy Baldwin; I thought mainly about my date with Gavin and how wonderful it was. He took me to my favorite restaurant and to an amusement park; both of which were completely foreign to him.

He was so childlike and adorable.

I ended up falling asleep with a smile on my face and my heart swelling at the memory.

Chester was making breakfast when I went into the kitchen. He was humming some tune and had a smile of his own on his face.

“You’re in a good mood,” I said as I sat at the counter. “Have a good night?”

“You could say that,” he said with a grin.

As if on cue, Nan walked into the kitchen, freezing when she saw me.

My eyes scanned her body, and my brows raised. She was wearing nothing but Chester’s T-shirt which was long enough to cover most of her thin frame. Her short hair was a mess from the bed and her cheeks were flushed; not to mention her lips were still swollen.

“I can see you both had a good night,” I teased, a grin spreading across my face. “Also, Nan… did you forget that others live here too?”

“It’s early,” she said, running her fingers through her hair. “I didn’t think others would be awake yet. Especially considering you got in pretty late last night.”

I shrugged and grabbed the mug filled with coffee that Chester placed in front of me.

“I have a morning class today,” I told her.

“I don’t have class until this afternoon, but if you wait a minute I can get dressed and we can head to school together.”

“Are you sure?” I asked her. “I don’t want to interrupt your morning or anything.” I wiggled my brows expectantly at her and she rolled her eyes.

“I’m sure… plus, I want to hear all about your date,” she told me, winking as she turned ot leave the kitchen.

Chester’s eyes trailed after her, filled with a love and desire that made my heart swell for my best friend.

I remembered what it was like having a mate look at me like that and the thought made me a bit sad knowing it was never going to happen again.

“You better not break her heart,” I told him, eyeing him carefully. “If you ever od what Ethan did to me—”

“I would never,” Chester said firmly. “I might not be perfect… but when I tell her I’m all in, I mean it. I’m all in. Now more than ever. Last night… it was incredible. Better than anything I’ve ever experienced. I don’t ever want that feeling to go away… breaking her heart would be breaking my own and that’s not something I want.”

I nodded, believing him. Chester was a lot of things… but he wasn’t a liar. I trusted him with my best friend.

He finished cooking and placed a plate in front of me. He made another plate for Nan, set aside a few more for the other staff around the mansion, and then boxed up the rest.

“Where are those going?” I asked.

“The packhouse,” he told me. “They’re a few chefs short this morning so I thought I’d help them out by making extra food.”

“Very kind of you,” I tell him with a chuckle. “So, how did you get Nan into bed?” I asked, taking a bite of the eggs.

He laughed.

“I don’t kiss and tell,” he teased.

I raised my brows because that’s literally all he ever does. He loves bragging about this kind of thing.

“Since when?”

“Since this one actually means something to me,” he told me. He leaned against the counter, his eyes softening as he got lost in his thoughts. “I wasn’t really expecting to sleep with her,” he finally admitted. Though I wasn’t sure if he was talking to me, or to himself. “It just kind of happened.”

“How did it just kind of happen?”

“Well, with you gone, Nan and I decided to have a movie night. We did a lot of talking before we watched the movie and we both agreed to take things slow. As the movie played, we started kissing and then one thing kind of led to another. Next thing I knew, I was carrying her into my bedroom and showing her a good time.”

I laughed at his wording.

“Such a romantic,” I teased, taking another bite of the food. “I hope you were careful.”

“She’s on the pill,” he assured me, which I already knew, but I hoped he wore a condom too because I know he’s been with a lot of women. “And I’m clean,” he said, as though he could read my mind.

“Are you sure about that?” I asked him, narrowing my eyes.

“Scouts honor,” he said, holding up his hand. “I get checked regularly. I would never put Nan at risk like that if I wasn’t sure.”

I nodded, satisfied with his answer as I continued to eat.

Not before long, Nan was returning to the kitchen wearing a white tank top that rested just above her pierced belly and a pair of tight shorts that were fairly long, resting just above her knees, but also tight enough that it showed off every single one of her curves.

Her hair was also damp from her quick shower and brushed out of her face. She had light makeup on her face, making her already bright features pop and she changed the piercing in her nose, so it went from blue to purple.

I always loved Nan’s style. Delta Patrick Carter didn’t let her wear her nose piercing while at work, so she had to take it out. But she always wore it when she went to school and on her days off.

“What did I miss?” She asked as she sat beside me, grabbing her fork and shoveling food into her mouth.

“Chester was just giving me the details on how he plowed you last night,” I told her without a care, trying not to laugh when she nearly choked on her food.

Chester’s mouth dropped open as his eyes narrowed at me.

“Oh, did he?” Nan said, her eyes narrowed at Chester, and her lips pressed in a thin line.

“That’s not exactly how it happened,” he said defensively, making me laugh.

“You two are so cute,” I giggled. “I’m only teasing, Nan. Don’t be too hard on him.”

She let out a breath of relief and the anger dispersed from her eyes as she continued to eat.

After we finished our meals, Nan and I said goodbye to Chester, me with a wave and her with a very deep kiss that made me look away because I felt like I was watching something I should be watching.

Gamma Erick was waiting outside for us when we left the mansion, ready to take us to school. As we sat in the backseat of the car, I couldn’t help but feel a bit uneasy as the mansion got smaller in the distance. My mind went back to last night.

“Something weird happened last night,” I told Nan before I could change my mind.

“What?” She asked, glancing up from her phone to look at me.

“When I got home… I caught Sammy in my room… going through my things.”

Nan’s eyes grew wide as she studied me.

“I knew something was weird with her last night,” she confessed. “Chester and I asked if she wanted anything for dinner and she said she wasn’t hungry and was going ot bed early. She looked uneasy about something.”

“Did you ask her about it?” I asked.

“I asked if she was okay, but of course, she said she was fine. Later, I heard her on the phone with someone… though I have no idea who it was.”

“Well, what did she say?” I asked.

“She was telling whoever was on the other end that she couldn’t go through with it because it was dangerous and she could get caught… whoever was on the other end, they were trying to convince her to do something she didn’t want to do.”