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She pulled back, holding her hands on my shoulders and her face reflecting my own.
“I would’ve invited you sooner had I known that’s what it would take for her to finally hit me,” Kit said as he walked over to us, still holding his stomach but with a gorgeous smirk on his face.
“If I’d known that, I would have come sooner too,” I shot back.
He chuckled, wrapping his other arm around my shoulder and giving me a squeeze. “It’s good to see you.”
Harmony grasped my hand and pulled me away, dragging me toward the doors. “We have catching up to do. We’ll catch you boys later,” she called over her shoulder as we walked out.
I noticed my bags were gone from where Mix had dropped them, but Harmony didn’t stop. She pulled me through the doors to what I assumed was the brothers’ clubhouse. I got a quick glimpse of a bar and some pool tables before we climbed a staircase off to the left.
She finally slowed as we reached the next floor, the doors had names on each of them, some with officers rankings, others not. The room at the end was labeledPresidentand Harmony pushed through the doors, slamming them shut behind us and flicking the lock.
The room was big, a lot larger than the rooms the brothers had back in Athens, even Optimus’. It had room for a sofa and television area, as well as a reasonably sized desk, a king sized bed and a small bathroom off to the side.
“Wow, this is awesome,” I said, wandering around as Harmony ducked into the bathroom.
“Yeah, it’s pretty great, huh?” Harmony called. She ducked back out a moment later, changed out of her workout outfit and now wearing a tight pair of jeans and cute pink babydoll style shirt.
Harmony took a seat on the sofa and picked up her guitar. “So, how are you feeling?” She plucked at the strings softly even as she looked at me. I was used to it by now. For her, it was like an unconscious thing. Harmony felt the most comfortable when she had her guitar in her hands. It was just part of who she was, like an extension of her body.
I sighed, taking a seat next to her and letting my head hang back against the back of the sofa. “I don’t even know.”
“Have you talked to him?”
I cringed. “Sort of.”
She rolled her eyes. “You flipped out, didn’t you?”
“Maybe.”
She shook her head and I knew shit was about to get serious as she placed her guitar back in its stand and turned to face me fully. “Chelsea, Optimus cares about you.” I opened my mouth to talk, but she cut me off with her hand. “No. Listen. He’s holding back, and I get that it’s frustrating. But don’t you think in your heart that he’s worth fighting for?”
I looked down at my hands. “I don’t know. What if I fight and in the end he still turns around and says he doesn’t want me to be his?”
“But what if you walk away without knowing? Are you willing to spend the rest of your life wondering what could have happened?”
I pushed off the sofa and started to pace. “I’m scared, Harm. I’m scared that I’m going to throw myself out there and get nothing back. I’m scared that he has the power to absolutely destroy me. And that’s not something I’ve ever given to anyone.”
She nodded in understanding, her eyes drifting to the bedside table where there was a picture of her and Kit propped up. “Chel, it wouldn’t be love if it didn’t have the power to cause your world to come to a complete end. But sometimes it’s worth the risk.”
We sat in silence for a long time.
Maybe she was right.
Maybe it was time I told Optimus what I really wanted and stopped letting him dictate my emotions with his back and forth shit.
Was I ready to throw it all on the table and risk my heart being ripped to shreds?
I wasn’t sure. But what I did know was the pain that I was feeling right now was draining me and eventually something was going to have to give. I just hoped that when it did, I’d be able to pick myself up and move on because I had been through too much heartache already in my life to let it stop me now.
