Ch. 19 Whatever It Takes

Clay’s POV

After a lot of arguing and a shit-ton of bad words exchanged, we all agreed to drive to Mallory’s house to apologize. Since we couldn’t agree on a feasible way to do so, we decided just to show up and wing it, rip the bandaid off so to speak. But here we were, about to watch her walk away from us, and

Colt was the only one who’d managed an apology. A fucked-up one, but an apology nonetheless.

I couldn’t let her leave without saying what I came here to say. I knew Cary wanted to say his peace too but I was less confident his apology would be any better than Colton’s. He was too much of a cocky bastard for his own good most of the time. Still, I had to try to make her listen.

“Mallory, wait!” I clamored after her, the words tumbling out with no plan in mind.

“What do you want now, Clay? It’s been a long day and I’m tired.” She really did sound exhausted.

“We’ve already told you what we want. You.” I reminded her. “And we’re not going to just give up because you kee