When the car came to a stop, Jack finally spoke. “I don’t understand why you did this. You know I wasn’t at the airport that night. I was at home with my brothers, and if anyone finds out that you lied—”

“They won’t.” It was Dr. Holloway who spoke the words, his body twisted to look at Jack. His gaze was soft. Kind. “Ever since I’ve known you, you’ve looked after my son. I know you’d never do anything to hurt this family.”

“I wouldn’t,” Jack agreed, wrapping her arms around herself. “Raven is my family.”

“I know that, too,” Dr. Holloway said. He put the car in park. “And I will never let anything happen to this family again.” Here, he flashed a watery smile and climbed out of his seat. A moment later, Jack’s door opened and his hand appeared in the doorway. Jack took it, letting Dr. Holloway guide her out of the car.

Raven followed, joining them in the driveway.

“You’re welcome to sleep over,” Dr. Holloway said, waving them toward the house. “The boys are settled into the guest rooms, but Lily’s staying at her father’s tonight, so her room will be empty.” At the mention of Andrew Kane, Raven’s stomach flipped. Getting Jack out of that detention center was only step one of his plan.

The next step was to rescue Lily.

For now, Raven led Jack into the house, ushering her toward the stairs. Jack could shower and change into something more comfortable. Once they reached the upstairs bathroom, he waved her inside. “We’ll talk after,” was all he said.

Jack nodded, relief loosening her shoulders. “Thank you. You didn’t have to—”

“I know.”

“Your dad didn’t have to—”

“You heard what he said,” Raven broke in, pulling a black, fluffy towel from the hall closet. One of his mom’s towels. “You’re family now. So you might as well use the amenities.”

A hint of a smile, and then Jack was plucking the towel from his hands. She disappeared into the bathroom, closing the door with a click. Raven didn’t wait around for her. Instead, he hurried to Lily’s room, putting new sheets on the bed. He fluffed up the pillows, then raided Lily’s closet, but she must’ve taken her entire wardrobe to her dad’s.

The closet was empty.

Twenty minutes later, Jack slipped into Lily’s bedroom to find a white collared shirt and jeans laid out on the bed. She closed the door behind her, clutching the towel to her chest. “Raven.”

“I want you to wear them,” he said. “I mean, if you want to.”

“You can’t give me your clothes. Not after I stole—”