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He thankfully stops trudging and stands in the middle of the room. “I will never forgive myself for what I did.”
“Well, that makes the two of us.” My confession has nothing to do with last night, and it seems to calm the storm. “We’ve all done things we’re not proud of, but the key is to learn from your mistakes so we don’t make them again.”
We all get a second chance, and that’s called tomorrow, and our tomorrow is today.
Saxon’s bare chest rises and falls, the sight almost hypnotizing. “What I’ve learned—” he steps toward me, dropping to the floor “—is that I worship you. No more saying sorry. I won’t mess this up. I promise. If I’ve done anything right in my life, it was when I gave you my heart.” He wraps his arms around my calves and rests his cheek against my knee. God, the sight of utter surrender.
Running my fingers through his silken hair, I sigh, the end finally in sight. Our relationship hasn’t been smooth sailing, but I suppose our circumstances are rare, which is why I want to hold onto it, nurture it, and watch it grow.
Just as the air settles, the door bursts open and in charges Sam. I recognize that look. This can’t be good. “You son of a bitch!”
Saxon jolts, surprised Sam is in our bedroom, but quickly defends himself when Sam marches over, fists clenched. He springs upward and holds out a long arm, using it as a barricade to stop him from advancing farther. “What do you want?”
“I want you to leave. Now!” He slams his chest into Saxon’s makeshift blockade, not at all deterred.
“Sam, enough!” I also rise, standing by Saxon. This madness cannot continue. Asking him to stay was a bad idea. Someone has to go.
“No, not this time. I heard about what he did,” Sam shouts, his gaze flicking down my body. I automatically fold my arms, using my hands to cover the bruises, but it’s too late.
“Jesus Christ! Good news travels fast in this town. Let me guess, mother dearest?” Sam advances forward, intent on murder, but Saxon shoves him. “You can’t do anything to me that I haven’t already done to myself.” This isKellie’sdoing? What, is she spying on me now?
“I can try!”
“Enough! This bickering has to stop!” I intervene, stepping between the brothers—a place I always seem to find myself in.
“She could have gotten hurt! She clearly did,” Sam snarls, ignoring me as he peers around my frame to eyeball Saxon.
“Don’t you think I know that!”
Sam is seething, and when he finally decides to include me, I see just how much so. “I told you he was bad news. This iswhyI have done everything I did! To protect you… from this.” He grips my upper arm, shaking me gently. I yank out of his hold.
A feral growl rumbles from behind me. “That’s it. We’re going to do this— once and for all. Outside.Now.”
“Saxon, no!” I whip around, shaking my head animatedly. After last night, I can’t stomach to see him in another brawl.
He passionately clutches the back of my neck, drawing our faces together. “Trust me.” I want to fight him, but after last night, after establishing we need trust to ensure this relationship survives, I have no choice but to back down.
I nod, my lip quivering in fear. He kisses the dread from them softly. I watch as he slips into a pair of blue jeans and t-shirt and marches out of the room. Sam accepts the challenge and follows in hot pursuit. I’m still in a towel, so I madly race around the room, slipping into a summer dress.
I tie my hair into a high ponytail and don’t bother with any shoes as I sprint through the house and out the back door. When I see Saxon and Sam standing in the middle of the yard, I fly down the stairs, my heart in my throat. At the moment, they look content on just speaking, but I stand on the sidelines, ready to intervene if need be.
“I could say I’m sorry, but I’m not,” Saxon states. This isn’t starting out well. “I’ve loved that woman—” he points to where I am “—from the first moment I laid eyes on her. You knew that, but you didn’t care. So, if this is the karma train, then choo-fucking-choo.”
Sam’s jaw clenches, but I’m surprised when he remains quiet.
“Quite frankly, we’re both here ’cause of Lucy. I love her. You love her.” When Sam doesn’t deny it, I lower my eyes, ashamed. “But let’s get one thing straight. This isherchoice, and by some miracle, she’s chosen me.” Saxon thumbs his chest while Sam exhales. “If she had chosen you, I’d have accepted it because all I want is her happiness.”
“I want that too,” Sam affirms while I attempt to deal with this guilt-ridden weight.
“Then accept this for what it is. You’re still here because Lucy is too kind for her own good. But make no mistake…” Saxon takes a step forward, the air spinning malevolent. “If I think for one second you’re playing an angle, so help me god…I will end you. Brother or not.”
Sam smirks, but it’s not a pleasant sight. I’m actually surprised he hasn’t said more. But I suppose he too can sense the gravity to Saxon’s words.
“If Kellie knows what’s good for her, she’ll stay away. Tell her to keep her nose out of my business. It’s too late to play the part of concerned parent. No one buys her act.”
“I’m not your messenger boy. Tell her yourself.”
“Fine.” Saxon folds his arms across his broad chest. “I thought you’d have more tact, but I’ll be sure to leave a fuck you sign on the front door.”
