Page 102 of Harder Betrayal


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“You told me yourself you were jealous that I had a relationship with a woman who vehemently didn’t want anything more. No strings. No commitment. No bullshit. Well, she pulled the bait-and-switch on me…”

“It sounds like she fell in love.”

“She told me that would never happen.”

“I didn’t think I’d fall for my brother’s lover, but here we are.”

He looked at me, his eyes cold and guarded.

“You’re being hypocritical, you know that?”

“How?”

“You broke the rules too. She just has the balls to admit it.”

He slid his glass closer to him. “I’m this close to smashing this over your head.”

“Wouldn’t be the first time.”

Instead of cracking my skull, he chose to take a drink.

“Have you learned nothing from my mistakes?”

“She has kids, Cauldron. Don’t pretend nothing would be different with Camille if she had children.”

“Yeah, it would be different. But I think I would at least try.”

He stared into his glass. “I’m done talking about this.”

I let the matter drop. “Just don’t drag your feet too long…”

“My boys.” Our father entered the bar, gripping each one of us by the shoulder. “The three of us together…a dream come true.” He patted the backs of our heads before he moved to the hostess stand. “Let’s eat.”

* * *

Grave was quiet throughout dinner. Didn’t seem like he was even paying attention to anything Father said. His mind probably on Elise or thinking about everything I’d said. The only man I’d met more stubborn than myself was Grave. The guy could be a goddamn mule.

“Everything alright?” Father asked when he noticed.

Grave slowly returned to the conversation. “I’ve got a lot on my mind.”

“Isn’t that always the case?” Father asked.

“Now it’s more than usual.” He left his chair and buttoned the front of his jacket. “Excuse me.” He crossed the restaurant and headed to the restrooms.

Father turned his gaze on me. “Your brother seems worse, but you seem better. Quite the switch.”

After hitting rock bottom, I found it made me eerily calm. “He’s going through a hard time.”

“Anything I should be worried about?”

“Just a woman.”

“Ah, I see.” He drummed his fingers lightly on the table. “How are things with Camille?”

“Rocky. But improving.”

“She wants a ring, and you won’t give it to her,” he said before he took a drink of his wine.

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