Chapter 197

What I Would Have Done

Zaid and I walk down the stairs together, smiles tugging at our lips, warmth between us. He steals a quick kiss before we reach the kitchen, and I giggle against his mouth, thankful for his gentler side.

We walk into the kitchen, and my eyes go to Aiden first. He's sitting on a stool at the kitchen island, cradling a coffee mug between his hands. He's focused on the countertop, as if he's too deep in thought.

Jake leans against the counter, his focus on his phone.

When they hear our footsteps, the both of them glance up.

Jake blinks like he's trying to make sure we are really here. His eyes take in the way Zaid's arm is around my waist, the way I'm leaning into him. The muscle between his brows twitches as his gaze sharpens. "You two didn't come to bed last night."

My cheeks flush, and I clear my throat, reaching for a mug as I step away from Zaid. "We slept in Zaid's room."

Silence follows as I turn my back to them and pour my coffee. I can feel their eyes on my back, their focus, attention. When I turn back around, Jake is the one to break the silence.

"Aiden told me what happened last night."

I freeze, my hand mid-air as I reach for a spoon. Zaid is beside me in an instant, his chest brushing the back of my shoulder. My heart rate calms down and I take his touch for what

it is.

Comfort.

I exhale a slow breath and nod. "Yeah. I don't know what I would have done if they hadn't shown up."

Aiden shifts in his seat, looking at me with a guilty frown. "Zaid was getting nervous when you didn't answer your phone. He wanted to check on you. I thought he was being paranoid."

I close my eyes for a second, inhaling. I let Zaid's body heat melt into me. I'm safe

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of him and I don't know what I would have done

and he steps closer, cupping my face between his hands. His touch is

Zaid's touch. "I feel better now, but I'm not

to my lips. I set my mug down, rising onto my toes to kiss him deeper, wrapping my arms around his neck. His

his forehead resting against mine. "I'll make sure

before glancing at

smiles at me, his eyes filled with so much. "I'll go with you,

his mouth, my hands flying to his hair, fingers tangling in the strands as he lifts me effortlessly

he finally pulls back, his forehead rests against mine. "We'll all go with

shaky sigh escapes me, relief settling deep in

another

two sizes and I can't swallow. My stomach turns violently and I am so sure I'm

"I'm right here, love."

side, my breath

leads me and Jake into a small interview room, a table and two

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grateful for that, but all I can do is look at the door and

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struggle through some of the parts. I don't know how much I can say. Will I get in trouble for

even matter at

forcing myself to get it all

be put to rest.

eye witnesses and can pretty much corroborate my story. He says he can't say much;

to get

step out of the room, Jake is

tight as he glares

there, I would've punched him," he growls

officer escorting us out to the lobby clears his throat.

now, sir. Let us take care of the

his hand pressing against the

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