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    The phone suddenly rang, interrupting whatever it was he was about to say. Frowning, Jonah glanced at the table. “I need to get that.”
    “Sure.” Tisha sat up, making room for Jonah to do the same.
    Instead of answering it right away though, he looked at her with regret-filled eyes. “If this were another time, another place, I wouldn’t answer the phone at all, but with Cami…”
    Tisha placed her finger over his lips, silencing him. “You don’t have to explain at all.”
    Jonah kissed the tip of her finger before turning and reaching for the phone. “Hello.”
    Lying back down, Tisha closed her eyes and snuggled into the mattress contemplating a quick nap before dinner. She felt utterly and completely wrung out, but in the nicest of ways.
    “Calm down, baby. I’ll be right there.” At the urgent tone in Jonah’s voice, she opened her eyes and sat up as he jumped from the bed.
    “What’s going on?”
    “Cami wouldn’t say. She just kept asking me to come and get her.”
    “What about the visitation rights?”
    “Fuck that.” Jonah grabbed his boxers and slid them back on. “Something is wrong and I’m going to find out what.”
    “Not without me you’re not.” If someone was messing with Cami, there was going to be hell to pay.
    * * * * *
     
    Jonah couldn’t get the sound of Cami’s angry voice out of his head as he drove the ten-minute trip to ReShaunda’s house in stone silence. Just thinking of what could have possibly upset his girl so much had him seeing red. If ReShaunda said or did anything to Cami she was going to have to deal with him, and to hell with the judge and his stupid-ass court order. No one fucked with his family. No one.
    Furious now more than he’d been when he hung up the phone, Jonah willed the lights to turn green on his demand. The longer it took, the more he brooded on the unknown. He glanced at his cell phone sitting in the cup holder, willing it to ring. He didn’t want to call back to stir up more trouble, but he wanted to know what was going on.
    Was Cami still upset? Had she locked herself up a room to avoid ReShaunda? Was she hurt? The questions picked at his brain like a crow at a farmer’s crops.
    “Fuck!” he muttered under his breath, tapping his fingers against the steering wheel in frustration. “Turn already.”
    “You need to calm down before you have an aneurism.”
    “This is me calm.”
    “Then be someone else calm because your calm is scary as hell.”
    Jonah shot Tisha an aggravated look. Instead of backing down, however, she reached over and patted his thigh. “Cami needs you with your head in the right space. If you go over there all Papa Bear you’re not going to help matters. Only cause them to escalate.”
    “That’s the problem,” he gritted out. “I don’t know what’s going on.”
    “And cursing out the light isn’t going to get you any answers.”
    “Your logic isn’t appreciated right now.”
    “Fine. Go.”
    “Go?” He frowned in confusion.
    “Light. Green. Go.”
    “Oh.” Jonah turned his attention back to the road ahead and floored it.
    In just a few minutes they reached the subdivision where the evil witch lived. The anxiety and anger he felt subsided a bit when he pulled in front of ReShaunda’s house. The lights shone on the lower floor and he could see a silhouette of someone through the front window. Good. He was expected.
    Cutting off the engine, Jonah turned to Tisha, who was reaching for the door handle and laid his hand on her arm. Startled, she turned back to face him, confusion written all over her face. “What?”
    “I need you… Will you wait here?” Jonah waited for her to rail at him for bringing her all the way out here then forcing her to stay in the car, but to his surprise, she didn’t.
    She didn’t even look angry. “Of course. Take your time.”
    “Oh, this won’t take long.” Just long enough for Cami to get her things so they could go. “I’ll be back.” Jonah put