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He nods and my head starts to spin.
“How is that even fucking possible.”
“Stone, I’m not finished, please,” he shouts to cut off my senseless stream of questions. But it’s not his raised voice that ties my tongue. Hayes, never, ever says please.
I brace myself for whatever could be worse than the bomb he just dropped.
I close my eyes, drop my head into my hands. “Go on,”
“Lucas Wilde is my father. Also, he’s not dead.”
I drop back into my chair and stare at my brother in total disbelief.
“He barely survived an attempt on his life. And when he was found, he had no memory of who he was. He’s been homeless since.”
“Someone tried to kill him?”
He nods gravely.
“Who? Do you know?” I press when he doesn’t look at me.
When he does, I wish I hadn’t aske
d. His eyes are wet with tears.
“His father, Stone. His own father. Because he married a Rivers. I thought our grandfather was an evil son of a bitch for cutting off his own daughter…Old Man Wilde was a fucking maniac. How Remi and the rest of them survived living with that monster is beyond me.”
I blink in disbelief. “That can’t be. He and Regan were really close.”
“He fooled everyone.” His voice is laced with disgust.
“How’s Regan?”
He shrugs, his eyes grow wary. “I don’t know. I haven’t really had a chance to talk to her.”
“Well, what about Remi, or Tyson?”
A small smile lifts the corner of his mouth, and it plucks a nerve to see that when he showed no feeling when I asked about Regan. “They’re okay. Remi’s back in town and holed up with his girl. Tyson is…Tyson. He was pissed, blew off steam, and now he’s thrown himself into his work.”
“And what about Regan? Or does she not count because you disapprove of her?”
His eyes narrow. “Remi and I were close before this. Regan and Confidence are friends. Maybe, she’ll go see her. If you’re hoping that somehow this will make me more inclined to forgive her for your little…whatever, don’t hold your breath. Marcel is a friend, and he deserves better.”
I want to tell him what I know about that man, but I doubt he’d believe me, and I don’t want to betray her confidence. “I’m not sure why you think she’s done anything you need to forgive her for. And you have no idea what kind of husband he is.”
“The kind she’s still married to,” he snaps, his expression hardening with annoyance.
“For now,” I say and hate how petulant I sound and how clueless I am. We haven’t been in touch at all But, I haven’t let myself imagine anything other than her getting her ducks in a row to divorce him.
“Stone, think about what would happen if people found out about your... thing in Mexico.”
“It wasn’t a thing,” I say between clenched teeth.
The damnable pity returns to his eyes. “For your sake, I hope it was. I don’t want you coming home thinking that you’re going to take Marcel Landel’s wife from him.”
His demands make my skin feel one size too small for my body. “She’s not a thing to be taken.”
His expression grows rigid and his eyes narrow. “You listen to me. I’ve been busting my ass to restore some of the good faith our uncle squandered while I was away. Your mother is still a pain in my ass. Dare is just barely back on his feet; I don’t have the bandwidth for another crisis. Especially not one that has anyone with my last name in the center of it. Please, think about what it will mean. And not just to me. But to our family. To your career. Stop thinking with your dick,” he growls.
