Chapter Eighteen
JAY
“Maybe I need two.” I organized the last of the tools into their spot in the compartment on the side of the firetruck before turning back to Owen.
I’d promised my mom I wouldn’t rush things with Sarah, but I also refused to sit around and do nothing about the Drew issue. “One for her and one for me.”
“Huh?” Owen’s brows pulled together as he added supplies to one of the drawers.
“It isn’t like I can log into her app.” That was going a little too far. As my mom had pointed out, it had only been a month. Sarah probably wouldn’t be ready to give me access to a security camera. “That would be weird. I’ll have to point my camera at her door.”
Easy solution. I’d install one, but make sure it’s aimed at her door. Since I couldn’t be with them all the time, I needed to do something to protect them. I needed to make sure they were both safe.
“Dude, that’s kinda stalkery too.” He chuckled.
“Are you kidding me?” I huffed. “I need to do something. Wouldn’t you do the same if it were Cece?”
“Yeah, of course.” He shrugged. “But I pretty much forced Cece to let me move in with her, so she already knows I’m over-the-top.”
He wasn’t lying there. Maybe I couldn’t be with my girls all the time, but this way, I could make sure no one who shouldn’t be near her apartment was loitering.
“Maybe I’m over-the-top too, then.” I’d rather be overly cautious than risk their safety.
“Not typically.” Owen cocked an eyebrow. “But I’m taking it that Sarah is important to you.”
Yeah. The most important person in my life. Owen was one of my closest friends, but if he was about to list off the reasons why she shouldn’t be, I might punch him.
“She is.” I stood to my full height and crossed my arms over my chest.
Rather than give me shit, he smirked. “Good.”
Asshole. I shook my head and turned away from him.
He understood exactly where I was coming from. He would do whatever it took to protect the woman he loved.
And so would I.