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Kellan shoved away from me and faced him. I loved the fearlessness on his face and his ability to flip the script so quickly. “Let’s find out, then.”
Chapter Forty-Three
Kellan
I didn’t like him.
His walk. The smug look on his face. I didn’t like any of it. I hated that he’d shown up when Josephine and I needed to go home and rest. I hated that he had been thinking about her during this entire time.
It was pathetic, but I couldn’t blame him.
“What are you doing here?” Josie asked exasperatedly.
Jacob’s dark gaze landed on mine as he walked nearby. I felt him sizing me up, as if I were some kid he was about to bully.
“I don’t know? Maybe I’m worried about the girl I dated for the last three years because she won’t answer any of my texts or calls.”
I hated the condescending tone of his voice and the images my brain kept tossing at me of them two together. The urge to throat punch this guy grew by the minute.
Josephine opened her mouth to speak, but he sliced through it. “Who the hell is this?” he asked, jabbing his thumb at me. As if I weren’t standing there.
“I’m Kellan,” I said. “I’m here with Josephine.”
Jacob’s jaw locked tightly, and he shifted nervously from one foot to the other. “So, you have been sleeping around with other people?” He looked me up and down.
I was covered in dirt from our time in the other realm, and I was pretty sure I looked as if I hadn’t bathed in days. “This guy, Josie? Seriously? What the hell is wrong with you? What did I do for you to abandon us?"
He went to grab her, but I stepped in front of him. I could feel Josephine’s heart hammering against her ribs. Her thoughts were a mess because of her mother, and I felt the need to end this before it started.
“Josie’s mother is missing. I think you should leave and not come back. She’s expressed her feelings. She has none. So, beat it.”
Not the gentlest way of saying it, but I wasn’t a gentle guy.
Jacob scoffed and ran his fingers into his hair. “Josie, your mother is missing—”
He tried to step around me, but I stopped him. Jacob pulled his forearm from me. “I suggest you stop touching me.”
“Or what?” I asked.
He watched me for several seconds and stepped back toward his vehicle. “I need to speak with Josephine alone. I need to know what happened. I need to know ...” he trailed off. Not wanting to admit the true reason of him showing up.
He couldn’t get over the breakup. I understood the loss of everything you knew. I glanced down at Josephine, and she met my gaze.
She nodded, and I walked over to my truck, leaving them alone for a few brief moments. His begging and pleading were evident by the way he grabbed her hands.
I tightened my fingers around the steering wheel of my truck and rested my head against the headrest. Letting them talk was hard, but it needed to be done. There were only a few ways to get over a broken heart.
Jacob would get over it just like I had mine.
Minutes went by when Josephine climbed into the passenger seat of my truck and nervously dusted off her clothes, avoiding eye contact.
I started my engine. Jacob watched us back out of the driveway. “Are you breaking up with your soulmate?” I asked.
She chuckled. “Hardly. Even though I feel I deserve the lowest of the low at the moment. My dad’s heart is broken.”
“I know. He’ll come around, Josephine. It won’t be easy, but he will. You're his daughter, and he loves you."
She looked out of the window. “I was always Daddy’s girl. I can’t believe I’ve hurt him like this.”
