Chapter 82

**SUMMER'S POV***

As promised, before noon, one of the guys from the house brings me a phone, but what I don't expect to see is a bouquet, prodding my arm.

"OMG! This is so beautiful," I confess and he chuckles, excusing himself.

Skokey helps me to the living room and I find the mood rather tight in here than usual.

"Is there something going on?" I ask, then, glare at Gunner, quirking my brows upward at him.

"Nothing you should be aware of, sweet girl," he confesses.

Nodding, I wait for Sinclair to call me. I was dozing off when the phone vibrated in my hand.

"Mr. Sin?" I ask with hope.

"Hey, little girl, How are you feeling?" he asked his voice bright with sweetness.

"My bones are taut, but other than that, I don't think there is anything to worry about," I say shyly.

As we continue to talk about tiny bits of stuff, I discover that I don't have a lot to talk together, we don't make conversations, but I guess that's a different thing now.

I know he's just build