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He and Zeev head toward the office leaving Kieran, Henry, and me behind.
I look over at Kieran and it just hits me. I need to talk to him. Now. I don’t care about what’s going on with the business. My priorities lie somewhere else. With someone else. And that’s exactly why I’m not fit to be leading like Kieran. He cares for nothing but the business. I care for nothing but Suri.
I clear my throat not wanting to wait any longer. “Kieran, you need to tell Da that you won’t marry Suri.”
His look can only be described as shock. I guess he didn’t think I’d bring it up. “You want to talk about this now, asshole, while somebody is messing with us and the business?”
I move closer to him, looking him square in the eyes so he can’t misinterpret me. “Why the fuck not? I don’t care about missing inventory. I care about getting back the only woman who’s ever meant anything to me.”
“I knew you still had feelings for her. Tell me, little brother… does it kill you that I’ll be the one that will be sticking my dick in her instead of you?”
He wants a reaction out of me, and with the shit he’s spewing, I’m willing to give it to him. I move quickly and cock my hand back but Kieran sees it coming. He moves out of the way causing me to miss his face, but I still get a good hit in on his shoulder.
“Fuck. That hurt, you asshole,” he whines.
He rears back and moves to grab me, but I’ve always been better at fighting. He’s so focused on trying to hit me that he doesn’t see that I’ve backed him into a corner. Having nowhere to move, I’m able to get him in a headlock. I lean down and whisper so only he can hear me, “You will tell Da that you won’t marry her.”
Kieran moves and counteracts my headlock. He gets away from me and laughs before a serious look comes over his face. “Ok, Brendan, I’ll talk to Da. I can’t guarantee anything. You know how it is.”
I let out a breath. “Thanks, brother.”
Da may not agree, but it’s a place to start. Maybe tonight will end up being the beginning of the rest of my life. Or maybe it will be the end.
Chapter eight
Suri
A few days have passed since the crazy dinner with the O’Sullivans. One part of me keeps replaying my time with Brendan in the bathroom. Everytime my body heats up as the memories assault me. It was the hottest moment of my life…which isn't saying much.The other part of me can’t stop thinking that he will never be mine. I can’t have him without destroying my father. With so much at stake on both sides, I’m basically just a mess.
Trying to regain focus, I move back to my computer. I’ve been staring at it for days now. Reading and rereading the book I’m in the middle of writing. Nothing seems right. Everything I write down doesn’t work. My thoughts stray to Brendan and Kieran. I place my hands over my face, trying to keep the feelings of anxiety at bay. What the fuck am I going to do?
It’s obvious that Brendan isn’t going to take this marriage sitting down, and honestly, I’m not sure that I want him to. The feelings I’ve had for him since we were kids are still there. I thought maybe I’d pushed them away, but after that dinner, it was very clear that I only repressed them.
I can tell Kieran doesn’t want to marry me either, so maybe I can use that to my benefit. I don’t want to be in a relationship with a man who doesn’t even talk to me. I might’ve been able to convince myself if Kieran ever engaged with me. I shake my head knowing things may never change.
Does it matter though? For him maybe, but not for me. I know what's on the line here. Mallory won’t let me get away without marrying Kieran. She’s already informed me what she’s willing to do to make sure she gets her way. I can’t let my dad get hurt. Even though he hasn't been the same since my mom died, he’s still my dad and I love him.
My phone buzzes on my nightstand. Ella’s texting me and giving me a reason to smile. My best friend can always cheer me up.
Ella: Hey want to check out a new club tonight?
I take a deep breath and shrug thinking, why the hell not? It might be good to get away from all of this bullshit and have one night to just be me. Maybe it will give me some clarity for my life and the story I’m writing. And the bonus of the night: pissing Mallory off. She hates it when even my little toe veers outside the line of being perfect. And a nightclub….all the way outside the line.
Me: Yes! Let's do it.
Ella responds to me instantly, telling me that she will meet me at the new club, Midnight, around nine o’clock. Awesome, that gives me plenty of time to finish up this chapter in my book and get ready.
Knowing I am spending the evening with a friend must help me concentrate because I finish up the chapter of my book like I was hoping for. Feeling accomplished, I close my computer and head to the closet to get dressed for a night out. I look through all my outfits and decide to go with a classic black dress. It hugs my curves without looking like I’m trying too hard.
Walking into the bathroom to tame my wild curls as much as possible. Putting on light makeup, I look in the mirror and smile. Glancing at the clock, I rush to grab my purse and meet the driver downstairs. Climbing into the car, I get a feeling that tonight is going to be a good night.
The car pulls up to the club and I spot Ella right away.
“Hey stranger, it's been a long time since I’ve seen you,” I say, hugging her tightly.
She lets out a sigh that sounds a bit defeated. “I know, I’ve been working a lot lately.”
I clap my hands and give an exaggerated smile, “Let’s go let off some steam.”
