Eat Crow (Cheap Thrills 6)

I’d been looking at the ground when I said it, and when I glanced back up again, she was watching me with a soft smile on her face.

“We’re getting it back, aren’t we?”

Knowing exactly what she meant, I took a shaky breath in. “Yeah, babe, we are, and I’m so fucking relieved about it.”

Reaching her hand out with her pinky extended, she waited for me to hook mine around it before shaking them like we used to when we were kids.

“Bro-hoes for life.”

There was a problem with that part of her plan.

I wasn’t sure I wanted to be bro-hoes again. Bexley Heath had been a huge part of my life for as far back as I could remember, even when she wasn’t here. I wanted her to be an even bigger part of it now, though.

I just didn’t know how to convince her.

Chapter Six

Bexley

Three days later…

“I think you’ll get it,” Ava repeated as we got out of the car in front of the Piersville Police Department. “You’re the best there is.”

Smiling wryly at her over the roof, I pointed out, “You’re biased, you have to say that.”

Shutting our doors, we walked toward the entrance, still discussing it and our plans for Boston. Logan had made me promise to tell him how my interview had gone, and because Ava had come with me, she was tagging along before we went to collect her stuff for our trip.

The blast of ice-cold air from the air conditioning hit us as we entered, making both of us shudder.

Almost like it was a coordinated move, every available head lifted from what they were doing and turned to look at us, making me and Ava take a step back.

Without even realizing I was doing it, I shouted, “I didn’t do it.”

“Way to go making them suspicious,” Ava hissed in my ear, making me want to kick myself.

The sheriff, Dave, walked out of the office at the very back. I’d only met him a couple of times and didn’t know how to take him, but his wife was one of the sweetest people I’d ever met, and I was looking forward to hopefully working with her at Piersville High.

“You looking for Logan?”

Blinking, I glanced at Ava for her approval to answer, making her roll her eyes. “Of course you can answer that question. You’re already fucked anyway, so maybe they’ll rule you out of whatever crime they’re working on if you tell him why we’re standing here like idiots.”

Harsh… but true.

Clearing my throat, I stuttered, “Y-yeah. Do you know where I can find him?”

The sound of hinges squeaking drew our attention to a door on the far right of the room, and the man himself walked through it, his eyes fixed on a piece of paper in his hand.

“Yo, you’ve got a visitor, Richards,” Dave called.

Raising his head, Logan frowned until he saw me standing there, no doubt looking as awkward as I felt.

Lips twitching, he changed directions and came over to us. “Why do y’all look like you’re about to be sentenced to life?”

Glancing nervously at Dave, who was standing there with his arms crossed over his chest, his eyes narrowed on the two of us now, I whispered, “Because he looks like he knows every secret I’ve got.”

Smirking slightly, Dave shrugged one of his bulky shoulders. “Because I do.”

Holding her arm out, Ava said, “Congratulations, by the way. That election took a while to get sorted out, but I’m glad you won.”