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Cocky Roomie_ A Bad Boy Romance Novel(57)



This reality relaxes the men’s faces a little. I put my hand on Drew’s lower back for support, to let her know I’m here.

“And I didn’t know she was selling her body until today.”

“This isn’t the first time,” I tell them as Drew looks up at me. “My brother used to date Bernie and he knew about it for a long while. He used to try to protect her. She’s an addict. She can’t stop herself.”

Drew frowns from me to the cops as they inform her, “You know we have to arrest her now.”

“Yes, I do,” she quietly says. “Thank you.”

“You’re going to have to submit to drug testing, too.”

“Of course. That’s fine. I’m clean. Can I go see her now?”

They nod, and she and I head back to the room. Justin is waiting just outside the door. “I could hear all that.”

“Drew’s hoping this will be what gets Bernie sober.”

She looks up at me, a little surprised I caught on. “Yes,” she says, taking my hand and leaning on me. I kiss the top of her head and ask Justin, “How’s he doing?”

“Who knows? She’s his Kryptonite. You remember,” Justin mutters, glancing into the cold white room. “This is going to take some time. I’m going to get us some food. Hang on.”

He walks over to the policemen and with his usual ability to charm people, has them laughing in seconds. “So you don’t mind if I bring us all back some pizzas?”

“Nah.” “That’s fine.”

He comes strolling back with a big smile.

“I’ll go with you,” I tell him, and lean down to give Drew a kiss. “I’ll be back soon. I know you want to stay with her.”

She nods and touches my cheek. “Thank you, Jake. I know you don’t like her.”

“That doesn’t matter right now.”

She nods and squeezes my hand before I head off with my brother. When we’re out of earshot, I tell him, “I hope Bernie stays behind bars forever.”

“No fucking joke, man,” he grumbles. “The girl is dangerous.”





DREW




“Home has never felt so good,” I sigh as we take off our shoes. I’m absolutely exhausted. “Being tested for drugs makes you feel like a criminal!”

Jake reaches over and locks the deadbolt, then says, “C’mere you crook.”

I walk into his embrace and melt into him. He’s been so good to me tonight. “I feel terrible you had to go through all of this for me.”

“Hey hey hey. Stop that.” He lifts my chin, his eyes full of feeling. “If you didn’t have me to call, you know what would have happened?” I nod. “I’m just glad I came back in time. If I was still in Denver…I’d be going to jail soon for finding those motherfuckers and tearing their dicks off with my bare hands.”

I shudder and burrow into his body, loving how safe he makes me feel. He takes my hand and leads me to his room. “You’ve never been in here before, have you?”

“No. I wanted to peek when you were away, but it would have been too hard, so I didn’t.”

“Well, I looked in your room once.”

I gasp and meet his smiling eyes. “You did!?”

He chuckles, “Yeah, I guess I was curious. You kept fucking running away and I didn’t know anything about you.”

I can’t believe he did that! I’m really having a hard time picturing it. “What did you find? I don’t have a journal so it must have been very boring.”

“Nope. Not boring,” he smirks, leading me to his bed. “I know you’ve been through a lot, so let’s just sleep together here tonight.” He lifts me up and starts undressing me. His fingers pause at my missing button and his jaw flexes in anger. He meets my eyes.

“What’d you find in my room?” I smile, guiding him to a nicer subject.

From the way he blinks, it’s hard for him to let go of his protective anger. His voice is thick with it as he tries. “The books you were studying. 7 Habits of Highly Successful People, and all those.”

He pulls my shirt off and inspects me for bruises. “He didn’t touch me there, Jake. I promise I’d tell you.”

“Even if you know I’d want to kill him?”

“Even then. I won’t lie again. I saw how mad you were when the doctor checked my face.”

Jake frowns as he leans in and kisses my collarbone, unsnapping my bra and freeing me from it. He glances to my naked breasts and kisses the soft flesh above one of my nipples. “I wish you’d told me you were going over there before you left.”