Drew glances at us and smiles.
“I’m good. I got a few hits and he got to punch me for fucking his sister.” Drew walks over and taps Tom’s glove with his. “They’re far from done with you though. You didn’t just betray Sara with them. You betrayed their friendship with what you did to Wyatt. So work that shit out so we can figure out how to work together to protect our futures.”
Drew steps out of the ring and pushes his glove against Wyatt’s shoulder. “You should go next.”
Wyatt nods and puts on his gloves before climbing into the ring.
“So is this just an everyone-punch-Tom clusterfuck?” Tom raises his eyebrow and glances at me because I’m usually the one to rein us in.
“You want to punch us for being with your sister.” I shrug. “I figure it’s a fair fight. We’ll give you a break here and there, but honestly, what did you expect?”
Tom takes in a breath and hardens his jaw. He gives me a sharp nod. “Fine, if this is what I need to do to repair our friendship—”
“It’s not even close to enough.” I meet his startled green eyes. “Sara made it through and that’s why you aren’t a bloody mess, but she has nightmares now she shouldn’t have. You put her through something that would have been avoidable if you’d just been honest with us from the start.”
“This shit has to stop.” Finn’s gaze narrows on Tom. “You can’t keep us out and then expect us to rescue you when you’re in too deep. It’s going to take time before we’ll trust you again, but just show up and be the friend you always were before all the shit went down. Fuck, man, be better.”
“Sara loves us.” Wyatt draws Tom’s gaze. “She loves you. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for her. Nothing I wouldn’t forgive. But you need to grow the fuck up so you’re everything your wife and child need.”
Tom nods. “I don’t want to lose you guys. That was never what I wanted.”
“So stop making this harder than it has to be.” I release my breath and grab the rope. “Be our friend and realize that whatever you want to call our relationship with Sara, it’s for real and won’t end because of anything you do. If it ends, it will be Sara’s decision.”
“Come on.” Wyatt gestures at Tom with his gloves. “Let’s fuck each other up so we can go home and figure out how to make Alexander a king without sacrificing the queen.”
Chapter 19
Face Value
Sara
“This place is amazing.” Hope’s blue eyes are wide as she takes in the entryway. Madison steps in behind her and I close the door. I’ve been in houses like this my whole life, but this is a beautiful one. Maybe it would work for us ten years from now, but right now, it feels like overkill.
“It’s lovely, Sara.” Madison touches my arm with a smile.
I blow out a breath and release a little self-conscious laugh. “It’s a lot. We’ve barely moved in and it might be temporary. But it’s home for now. Do you want the tour?”
They both nod.
I lead them through the main floor, the second floor with the guest bedrooms and the primary suite. Then I take them up to the third floor and show them the living room.
“The guys each have a bedroom up here.” I lead them over to the sofa and chairs and take a seat. “There’s a half bath over there, but the two bedrooms on either side share Jack and Jill bathrooms.”
Madison nods. “So, they want their own spaces?”
“Yeah.” I pick at my shirt, worried that might be the wrong move. “That’s okay, right?”
I really don’t know how this whole thing is supposed to work. And neither do my guys. They weren’t like Madison’s men who had been sharing women for years. We just kind of fell into this.
“Of course.” Madison glances at the doors surrounding the living area. “Some of my best nights are spent alone with one of my guys.”
“The others don’t get jealous?” In the beginning, Wyatt’s demands seemed to be due to jealousy. Wanting to know how many times I came? I’m surprised he didn’t want to know who and in what position. My face heats, because he had asked for that information before everything that happened with Peter.
Madison laughs. “Not really, but they were used to sharing before me.”
I tuck my feet up under me on the couch. “Do you mind if I ask you some kind of personal questions?”
“Not at all. Our experiences are unique. I don’t know of anyone else having a relationship with four guys.” Madison glances at Hope. “If you don’t—”