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Even though it made me sound like a hypocrite, I said, “Reading the details would have felt like an invasion of privacy. Besides, I don’t need to know the details. They don’t change how I feel about Posie.”
Evil never looked so beautiful as Lennon said, “I wonder if you don’t want to know the details because they really don’t matter, or if you’re just too much of a coward to know them.” Her eyes flared with daring. “Maybe the details would change how you feel about Posie and that’s why you don’t want to know them.”
“That’s not true.”
“Did you read that there was three of them?”
I started shaking my head. “Don’t do this.”
“Did you read how it lasted for hours?”
I stood up from the bed, my back straight as an arrow. “I said, don’t fucking do this.”
Lennon stood to her full height, which was a foot shorter than my own, but she still managed to stare me down. “I guess I got my answer.”
“Which is?” I practically snarled.
“You’re a coward, Mr. Warrick,” she said, and it took everything in me not to attack her verbally. “But I don’t think that you’re a coward because the details will make you feel differently about Posie. No. I think that you’re a coward because you’re still refusing to face what it is that you are.”
“And what’s that?”
“A failure.”
I blanched at that.
“You failed to protect your sister, and you can barely exist with that little bit of knowledge,” she continued. “And do you want to know how I know that?” She didn’t give me a chance to answer her question. “Because you and I are the same, Killian Warrick,” she said, surprising me. “I failed Posie the same way that you failed Ellie, and I still die a little inside every day because of what happened to that girl. Sure, we failed to prevent something that we didn’t know was going to happen, but logic is never going to aide us in forgetting that we still failed them. We hadn’t lived up to our promises of always protecting them, and even if they’ve forgiven us, our failures will still go with us to the grave.”
I didn’t know what to say to that. She was right, and no matter how many men I killed, I was never going to make peace with what happened to my sister. Avenging strangers didn’t mean shit when you couldn’t avenge the only people that truly mattered.
“What are you doing here, Lennon?”
The woman walked towards me, lifted her hand, handing me back my gun. “I’m here to tell you that you have one day after you get home to tell Posie the truth about everything,” she answered. “If you don’t, then I will. Keep in mind that my version of what I know about you is not going to be delivered with hearts and candy, Killian.”
“It’s not that simple,” I argued. “There’s more involved here than what I do when I’m out of town.”
She nodded in agreement. “I imagine that there’s a shitload of involvement in what you do. Ask me if I give a shit?”
“Lennon-”
“She’s going to know either way, Killian,” she said. “The only thing that you control is how she finds out.”
“And you don’t see anything wrong with interfering in our relationship?”
“And you don’t see anything wrong with getting involve with a rape victim without telling her exactly how personal the crime is to you?” she fired back. “Do not fuck with me, Killian. You won’t win.”
The slither down my spine told me that I should probably take her word for it.
Chapter 25
Posie~
I’d been doing my best not to text or call Killian because I was a grown adult. I wasn’t some whimsical teenager that was missing her boyfriend. I was a grown woman with a job, friends, and hobbies. I had even managed to get some sleep last night, show up to work this morning, then run some errands before heading home. I’d gone about my business like a mature, responsible, able adult, no matter how much I had wanted to text him all day long like a love-sick idiot.
I missed him.
After only one night apart, I missed him terribly and that was such a bad sign. No one fell in love after only a week of dating. Sure, I had an entire family that would argue in favor of insta-love, but I wasn’t like them; I was different. I always went into things with my eyes wide open. I shouldn’t be missing Killian this much already, so soon.
Not like this.
