22. Maximo
CHAPTER 22
Maximo
My knee hasn’t stopped jerking since watching Julia step out of my car and make her way into the detention center to be the alibi for my fucking idiot cousin, Rocco. It should bother me that she wants to help. The feeling should sit low in my gut and make me feel sick, but it doesn’t.
I watched her walk away from me, my eyes only leaving her back when she disappeared through the steel grey door and out of sight. The thought of her cracking when being interrogated filled me with a type of fear I hadn’t felt since I knew I was going to lose my father.
She’s the most incredible woman I’ve met and had the pleasure of being around, and I can’t seem to make the feelings I have for her stop. I didn’t intend for this, didn’t want to drag anyone else into this, but here she is, saving our asses like she knew the plan from the day I met her.
The fact she doesn’t care that I killed a man, that she comforted me when she found me in the living room lost in thought, blows my mind. I checked my watch for the tenth time since she left, and it’s like time hasn’t passed. I hope they believe her and let her walk free and that my cousin—who is more like a brother to me—walks out soon after she does.
Julia is a woman I never expected, but also a woman I’m not prepared to let go of, no matter the consequences.