Now, I was sweating my proverbial balls off.
I left the small window unit in Holt’s room on, so at least he would be comfortable when he slept.
I, however, was dying.
That was likely also another reason as to why I wasn’t sleeping any good.
At least, that was what I kept telling myself.
It wasn’t all about Copper.
No, it wasn’t.
I was a perfectly rational human being that didn’t only think about the man that literally had done nothing more than to be nice to me.
I groaned and rolled over, kicking the sheet off when I went.
Fuck, it’s hot.
I hated this.
Hated stupid everything about this.
Stupid Joey.
Of course, he hadn’t paid any child support this month, either, meaning he was now four months behind.
If he’d paid, I might’ve been able to afford to drop the air down a few degrees…
I would have to take him to court to get him to start paying.
But the idea of taking him to court slightly scared me, because that would in turn open the door for him getting visitation rights, and partial custody.
The thought of Holt going over there to get fully ignored while he played video games all day literally made my heart jolt.
I tossed to the other side of the bed, my hair sticking to my sweaty neck.
I groaned and buried my face into the pillow, my eyes squeezing shut.
I should take Copper up on his offer.
The recording of that video of him letting Joey know that I’d left…he’d talked about child support.
He’d said what would happen if he didn’t pay.
And I was probably supposed to share that information with Copper, let him know that Joey wasn’t paying.
But I was scared.
Not of what Copper would do, and not of what would happen to Joey.
But I was scared of what would happen to Copper if he was caught.
I didn’t want him going to jail again for something that he’d done to Joey. Joey wasn’t worth that kind of a sacrifice.
I tossed and turned for what had to be another hour and a half before sleep finally claimed me.
But my last waking thoughts were of one person, and one person only.
