Broken Pieces (Cape Isle, #3): A Cape Isle Novel by Allie Able

personally drive to Virginia and tear you limb from limb.”
    “Oh, I guess she is still good in bed then. Man you wouldn't believe the ways I fucked that girl. Amazing set of tits. Am I right?”
    I know he is just trying to rile me up and it's working. If he were standing right in front of me, I would probably fucking kill him. “You need to stop calling her, stop texting her and leave her the fuck alone. Do you understand me?”
    “Or what?” I can hear the slight slur in his voice.
    “Or shit is going to become really bad for you,” I say in a low voice. Lexie is my world and has been for as long as I can remember. I would do anything in my power to protect her. Right now it's just phone calls and text messages, but what if he crosses that line. His next words stop me cold and make me wonder if it's already too late for that.
    “Sure, man. But tell me this first, were y'all fucking all along or did that just start the other night? Just a little something for you to think about.”
    He hangs up before I can get another word out. I lower the phone and stare at it for a second. This cannot be happening. When I look back up, I see Lexie walking towards me.
    “Everything alright? I'm really sorry about that,” she says gesturing towards the phone.
    I ignore her apology and shake my head. “Let's get inside.”
    “Hey, while you were outside talking to douche canoe I was thinking… Is your mom okay? Was it just me or did she not look like she felt good?”
    Is she seriously rambling on about this right now? I slide her phone in my back pocket and lock the back door behind us. Walking to her refrigerator, I open it and grab another beer. She hops back up on the counter and stares at me.
    “Are you going to speak?”
    “We are getting you a new phone.”
    “Yeah, I already planned on that,” she says, cocking her head to the side.
    “Tomorrow. We are getting you a new phone tomorrow.”
    “Okay,” she says, drawing out the word.
    I take another gulp of my beer and shake my head, as I run my hand across my jaw.
    “Zack, what's going on?”
    I walk over to her and step between her legs. “I think he's stalking you, Lexie.”
    “I just don't think he would go that far. He's just being annoying. What did he say?”
    I debate my answer for a second. She does not need to know all of the crude things he said, but I'm also not going to lie to her. “He said a lot, but at the end he asked me if we had been fucking all along or if that just started the other night.”
    Her eyes get wide. “But how would he even know that?”
    “I have no clue,” I say with a shake of my head.
    “Maybe we are over reacting. There is no way he could know that. It had to have been a lucky guess, right?”
    Okay, she's starting to freak out. When Lexie gets nervous, she talks with her hands. I always thought it was cute, but right now it's breaking my heart to see her freak out over this guy.
    “Angel,” I say trying to get her attention.
    “He was the one that didn't want me there. He is the one that treated me like shit. And before you even ask, no he never laid a hand on me. I would have cut his balls off and fed them to him. He was just an asshole.”
    “Lexie.” I try again, but it's not working and her hands are flapping all over the place.
    “I mean seriously, Zack, he was fucking other girls too. He didn't want me when I was there, so why in the hell is he acting like this now? It makes no damn sense.”
    I gently grab her arms and hold them by her sides.
    “Lexie, listen to me.” My voice is a little harder than usual, but I just want to make sure I get her attention. “I don't want you to freak out about this.” She opens her mouth to talk, but I give her a look and she snaps it closed.
    I lean forward and gently lay my lips against hers. “Listen, Angel,” I whisper.
    She nods her head in response and I pull back so I can see her face. “We are going to get you a new phone number. I'm going to call your brother