Page 20 of A Ryan Christmas


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“He didn’t see anything.”

“He saw her come. He heard her,” he snaps, his brow furrowed in anger.

“It’s no worse than what you did in front of Gia. In fact it’s less so.”

He spins on his heel, glaring at me. “I did that for her. Because she needed me to. What you just did…” he scrubs a hand over his beard. “That was only for you.”

I glare back at him. The rage is still bubbling inside me, just beneath the surface. Even fucking her didn’t get it out of me. I should have killed him. I should have worked out every bit of anger and jealousy on him. He touched her.

He said…

Fuck! Conor is right.

“I know,” I admit and he blinks at me in surprise. I doubt he was expecting that admission so easily. “He said she was scared of me, Con. He said he was protecting her from me.”

“Jessie?” he frowns. “Scared of you?”

“That’s what he said.” I swallow hard.

“But you know she’s not.”

“Yeah, I do. But, I dunno, Con,” I shake my head. “I needed him to know it. I needed him to see how much she trusts me. I would have fucked her too, but I knew you’d be watching.”

“Fuck,” Conor says with a sigh, his anger at me seeping out of him as his shoulders drop. “Who the fuck was he?”

“Some guy she met when she was eighteen.”

My younger brother listens intently as I tell him everything Jessie told me about Jason Donegan.

“You should have killed him,” he snarls.

“I know,” I admit.

“She asked you not to?” he says with a faint smile.

“Yup.”

“Simp,” he laughs and shakes his head. But he would have done exactly the same and we both know it.

“Besides, I half expected you to come down there and kill him yourself.”

“You seemed to have it handled,” he says with a shrug.

I smile at his trust in me. He never undermines me even when he doesn’t agree with my methods. He backs me one hundred percent and then argues with me about it later. Just the two of us. It’s the way it’s always been.

“You want a nightcap or shall we just go to bed?” I ask, looking at the door a few feet away from us where she and our younger brothers are sleeping. I’m still on edge and I won’t be able to sleep yet.

“Whiskey or Jessie?” he says, sucking on his top lip as though he’s deep in thought.

I think about which of those two things is going to make me feel better about what happened tonight. There is only one answer. She’s the answer to everything. “Bed then?”

He nods his head and puts an arm around my shoulder and we head back to the bedroom.

ChapterFive

JESSIE

Three days before Christmas

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