Tamed (Torn #5)(24)

I fell asleep shortly after lying down. I hadn’t even realized how tired I was until I awoke a few hours later because my phone was ringing. I groaned as I stood and grabbed my phone off my computer desk where it was charging. I hadn’t dared put it within reach, especially when I used it as an alarm. I knew I’d shut it off without really waking up, and I’d miss every morning class I had.

“Hello?” I mumbled. My eyes weren’t functioning enough yet to even see who was calling.

“Amber?”

Adam’s voice pulled me from my fog. I glanced at the clock on my nightstand. It was a little after ten.

“Adam? What’s wrong?” I asked. “Shouldn’t you be playing?”

“Our show was cut short,” he said, his voice clipped with annoyance. He sounded pissed.

“Why?”

“Can I come over? I need to talk to you about something.”

“Um…yeah, sure.”

“I’ll be there in twenty.” He disconnected the call before I could reply.

Well, okay then.

I put my phone down and walked over to my bed. I climbed in and snuggled down into my pillow. If it had been any other guy, I would be rushing around to fix my hair and put makeup on. I didn’t feel the need to do so with Adam. That surprised me. I’d think that I’d want to look my best when he was around, but I just didn’t care. I was comfortable enough with him already that it didn’t bother me in the least for him to see me with no makeup on, my hair looking like a hot mess, and all while wearing pajamas my mom had bought me. I’d been in a relationship with Chad for a year, and I had never felt this comfortable. Maybe I was mistaking lust for something more with Adam. That was the only explanation I could think of.

Twenty minutes later, Adam knocked on my door. Usually, he had a carefree expression on his face, but tonight, he looked pissed.

“Hey,” I said as I studied him.

“Can I come in?” he asked.

I held the door open and took a step back. “Sure.”

He stepped through and glanced over at my roommate’s side of the room. “Where’s your roomie?”

“She goes home on the weekends. Why?”

“I just wanted to make sure we were alone. I know you’re going to blow up when I tell you what happened tonight.”

“What? Was it something bad?” I closed the door and walked over to my bed. I dropped down onto the edge and expectantly stared up at him.

“Yeah, it was bad.”

“Okay…” I said when he hadn’t elaborated further. “Are you going to explain? Or are you going to stand there all night, watching me?”

He grinned, but it was a tiny one. “I’m debating.”

“On what?”

“Whether or not to f*ck you first. Once I tell you, I doubt you’ll be in the mood.”

My stomach dropped. “What did you do?”

He shook his head. “It wasn’t me. It was…Chloe.”

“What did she do?”

He sat down on the bed next to me. “She f*cked up, Amber. She f*cked up so hard. Logan came into the bar tonight while we were playing. He jumped up onto the stage and started fighting with Drake.”

“Oh my God! Why? Logan wouldn’t do something like that.”

“Because Drake and Chloe have been f*cking behind his back.”

I froze as I tried to process what he had said. “No, she wouldn’t do that to Logan.”

He looked grim. “She did. Drake admitted that it happened. I guess Chloe finally told Logan, and he went after Drake. Both of the dumb f*ckers care about her. If Eric and I hadn’t been there, they would have killed each other. We had a hell of a time pulling them apart.”

I wanted to scream. “How could she be so f*cking stupid? Logan loves her so much. He has for years!”

“She loves Drake. I know it doesn’t make it better, but she does. Even I could see it.” He cursed. “This is why friends shouldn’t get involved. Drake and Logan both pretended to be her friend. Look at how that turned out.”

“I need to find Logan,” I said as I stood. “I need to make sure that he’s okay.”

Adam grabbed my arm. “Leave him alone tonight. He is going to have to deal with this on his own.”

“I need to make sure he’s okay!” I said again as I tried to pull free.

“He was fine when I left them, but I know he’s not going to want to be around anyone tonight, especially you.”

“What? Why? I haven’t done anything to him!”

“No, but you’re friends with Chloe, too.”

“Not anymore,” I said, my body shaking with fury as I thought about what Chloe had done. “I’m not friends with someone who could do that to a person she loves.”

He pulled me down onto his lap and wrapped his arms around me. “You don’t know the whole story, Amber. Don’t judge her until you find out what really happened.”

“Bullshit. I’ll judge her all I want. I knew Drake was going to be a problem. I told her before to stay away from him. But did she listen? Of course not!”

He pushed up the back of my tank top and started rubbing circles across my spine. I hated myself for it, but I started to relax instantly. His touch was so calming to me.