Vulcan's POV
She shook me awake, and as soon as I opened my eyes, I heard his voice—my grandpa's.
I shot upright, the words tumbling from my mouth. "Shit, he's going to kill me."
I hadn't made any move to find Ciara yet, plus the media mess… Fuck!
Odessa's eyes widened, watching my every move, probably shocked by how panicked I was. I scrambled out of bed, trying to buckle my pants only to realize I was wearing shorts. Odessa stifled a laugh, but I barely noticed. My grandpa was going to skin me alive today.
"Relax or he'll hear you," she whispered, her voice low.
"Go to the door. I mean, go ahead first and I'll follow behind," I ordered, still frazzled.
"What? No. He'll see us both if I do that," she protested, her face scrunching up in disbelief.
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