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Desperate.
I’d never seen her this way. Evie was always strong, confident, determined. I hated myself for breaking her down.
I needed to let her go. We could never be. Then or now.
As if reading my thoughts, she begged, “Please don’t marry her.” Placing her hand over my heart, she added, “Marry me instead.”
The power of her words brought me to my knees. I should have begged for her forgiveness. Instead, I took one last look at her, not wanting to remember her this way, but I was fully aware this moment would forever haunt me.
She would forever haunt me.
With the last ounce of strength I had, I broke her heart for the last time. Finally confessing…
“She’s pregnant with my baby.”
Chapter One
—Evie—
Now: Eight and a half years later
“Oh my God!” Jax’s wife, Sophie, exclaimed, causing Caleb and me to jolt awake.
We immediately covered our naked bodies with the sheet as my hands flew to my hammering skull.
“My head is pounding,” I groaned, closing my eyes. “Please stop shouting, Sophie.”
“What are you guys doing in bed together?”
Caleb reached for his boxers. “Isn’t it obvious?”
She gasped. “How long has this been going on? Does Jax know?”
“No!” I called out. “And you’re not going to tell him either. This was just a drunken mistake.”
“A mistake?” Caleb bit, eyeing me up and down. “That’s not what you were screaming last night.”
I glared at him. “Listen, you arrogant asshole—”
“Yeah? Well, this arrogant asshole made you come five times, and I’m only counting on my cock.”
“Caleb!” I shrieked with wide eyes, shaking my head. “Stop talking and get dressed.”
“Holy shit,” Sophie breathed out, bringing my attention back to her.
“Please tell me this was just a drunken hookup and you guys haven’t been sneaking around behind Jax’s back since your divorce, Caleb?”
He didn’t pay her any mind, and I couldn’t understand why. This man spent years reminding me we couldn’t be together because of my brother. Now my sister-in-law just walked in on us naked, and he didn’t have a care in the world about it.
He simply stood and threw on his black slacks, causing his abs to constrict from the harsh movement. It only emphasized the deep cut of his Adonis belt and six-pack that was right above his happy trail. His muscular physique was doing all sorts of things to my core when it shouldn’t. Even with a hangover from hell, my body still responded to the way his back muscles flexed while his toned arms were prominently on display.
My thighs clenched the moment he realized I was gawking at him, but it was the much-needed reprieve to my defenses against him.
Damn you, tequila.
Never. Again.
“Is someone going to answer me, or am I going to have to assume?”
