Heartthrob (The Bennett Brothers 3)

Chapter 4

Mathis

I press the call button on my steering wheel and don’t wait for his greeting when the phone picks up. “I’m driving into your parking garage.”

“It’s about fucking time.” Shaw disconnects, and I pull into a spot.

He’s waiting with the door open with Bizzy tucked under his arm when the elevator opens.

“I need you.” I go straight through the house to the back patio, stopping at his outdoor bar and snatching a bottle of whiskey.

“About fucking time,” he mutters again, following me.

“Nick and Grace are on their way,” Bizzy informs us, bringing me a glass of ice.

“You called them?” I ask unnecessarily.

“We’ve all been on call since last night.”

“What happened last night?”

She bites her lower lip, inching away and hiding behind Shaw. “Grace and I went to see Claire.”

I swallow the liquor straight from the bottle, letting the burn simmer inside my stomach. “You knew where she was?”

“I had a hunch,” she answers sheepishly.

“You didn’t tell me?”

“No.”

I shake my head, not surprised. “You want to tell me where she is?”

“It depends.”

I take another gulp. “She finally answered her phone. We talked.”

“And?” Bizzy steps back toward me.

“I fucked up more than even I could have imagined.”

“Yeah, you did.”

I raise my face to her, seeing the worry in her eyes. “I’m going to fix it.”

“I hope so,” she says gently.

The door opens, and Grace and Nick walk out.

“Did you fly over here?” I ask.

“We kinda were ready for this,” Grace says, coming to my side.

“I’m going to check on Brinley, be back,” Shaw tells us, disappearing inside.

“How much did she tell you on the phone?” Bizzy joins Grace.

“Apparently, I fucked up my attempt to ask her to move in with me.”