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“Someone knows your secrets!” Ela hissed as she opened the door for Grey. “I swear it wasn’t me. I have nothing to do with this.”

“I know it wasn’t you Ela.” She just wondered who it could be.

Grey heard voices coming from the house. Her mind was racing so much she couldn’t tell who’s voices they belonged to.

“What’s going on Ela?” Grey asked.

“Everyone’s here. Now they don’t think I’m crazy because they think someone’s behind this after your text.”

Sky, West, Mia and Kevin were in the lounge with a six pack of beer on the table. Porsha really wasn’t part of their group anymore. Lewis was still in the hospital he hadn’t woken up yet.

“Okay, it could be anyone. It started with Mia—” Kevin started, but Mia cut him off.

“I’m pretty sure that was Porsha she wasn’t the only other person who knew.”

Ela and Grey shared a small quick glance. West caught it and Grey looked away.

“So you think Porsha’s behind all this?” Sky frowned, grabbing another bottle of beer.

“Where is she anyway? Didn’t anyone call her?” Grey asked.

“It’s not like she was going to show up anyway.” Mia scrawled, “I don’t know if she’s behind all of this, but mine she’s a top candidate.”

“If she is, I should thank her.” Sky mumbled, but Mia didn’t bite.

“Connor was with a woman. Lewis was with a woman. We need to find out who she is. For all we know she could be working with someone else.” Kevin said.

“What if the same person murdered Harley?” Ela’s eyes went wide.

“I think we should let the police handle that.” West muttered.

“Why?”

“Because they already are. They might have better luck than us.” West replied.

“Shouldn’t we leave this in their hands too then?” Grey asked.

“Nah, there’s a pattern to this. We can call the police, but the rest of us are sitting ducks. We’ve got to protect ourselves. Who knows who’s next.”

The rest of them nodded.

“Sky’s right.” Kevin agreed. “Grey other than the girls, who could know your secret?”

Grey’s cheeks burned with embarrassment. She tried her hardest not to look at Mia or Sky.

“What?”

“She doesn’t have to say anything.” Sky said, his deep husky tone, commanding the room.

“This is the one way to come up with a list of suspects.” Kevin said.

“We’ve already got Porsha.” Sky grumbled.

“Any ideas Grey?” Kevin pressed.

West looked at her expecting her to say something. She couldn’t even shoot him a warning glare. Now that Grey thought about it she had no clue.

“I… really can’t think of anyone.” Grey said.

“Oh my gosh guys, what if I’m next!?” Ela shot up.

Groans went round the group. Everyone had a right to be worried about who was next and what would be done to them. Connor was in an accident, Lewis was poisoned and Mia’s reputation was tarnished even though what she did was true. Sky grumbled as the others argued and got up. He went to the kitchen. Grey saw the opportunity and followed him.

“You know what the secret is, don’t you?” Grey hissed.

Sky smirked, “Unless you’ve got other shit laying out I bet I do know your little secret.”

“This involves you Sky.” Grey looked back to where her friends and boyfriend were arguing.

At least she didn’t have to worry about West finding out a secret he already knew.

Sky shrugged, “I’ve got nothing to lose babe.”

Grey sighed and shut her eyes. “West was right.”

“What are you so worried about? West knows isn’t that the most important thing?”

“Mia!” Grey whisper yelled. “She’s my friend.”

Sky grinned, “Serves her right.”

“Come on Sky.” Grey frowned.

“What? Brandon could have been my friend. Still hurt.”

Grey ran a hand through her curls and stared at the ground. Taking to Sky wasn’t going to help her.

“Am I interrupting you too?” West asked, his gaze burning on the two of them.

“No, I was just heading back.” Grey said.

Sky chuckled, “Cool it West, you almost sound jealous.”

West scrawled, “A little early to be drunk Sky.”

“You sound like my mother.”

“Can we just leave?” Grey asked.

“Oh, Grey, I should have gotten to you first.” Sky laughed.

Grey cringed, she didn’t want anyone hearing that especially Mia.

West wrapped his fingers around Grey’s hand and practically dragged her out of the dorm house. She felt the rage rolling off West. Was he really jealous? It kind of made her blush. A man like West Kiszinger was jealous? When they were outside the building in front of his car. Grey broke free and in a moment of courage slammed West against his car. Not harm enough to hurt him, but just enough to surprise him.

“What it is West Kiszinger, are you jealous?” She wrapped her arms around his waist.

West growled, “Don’t push me Grey. I don’t care that we’re out in the open. I’ll fuck you against this car.”

Grey bit her lower lip. “Sounds like a plan.”

West grabbed the back of her head and pressed their lips together. Tracing his lips along her bottom lip before parting her lips to explore her mouth. Grey could feel his erection growing. She let a tiny moan escape her which only served to excite West more.

“Let’s get out of here before I explode.”

Grey pressed her lips against his again. She was in over her head with West, giving him up was something she wasn’t ready to do. So she kissed him as if it would be the last time. Just in case when the secret blew up and it was the wrong secret she would have this night to draw back on and this kiss to relish.

“Hey, you okay?” West grabbed her face and caressed her lips with his thumb.

She smiled, “I’m fine. I just… need you right now.”

West wrapped her in his arms and squeezed. “I need you too babe. I need you more than you know.”