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“You want someone to stay with you, Sunshine?” I asked.
She opened one eye. “Actually, no. You’ve not left my side for a week. Can I have an hour to myself without all your testosterone and sneaky side eye glances? I’m not sure if you remember, but we ended this… we broke up.”
“But you were coming back.”
“What?”
Although we’d spent the week by her side, we’d kept the conversation light. We’d watched movies and talked about the weather and the positive press she was getting after the Mercury Awards and the party. In fact, we’d talked about anything and everything that didn’t include us. We didn’t ask Marshall to tell us more about his job; we didn’t tell Lea that he saved her life; we didn’t talk about Fox and my fight. We held her hand, pressed kisses to her forehead and stroked her hair, but we didn’t push because she was in no fit state to talk about us and I don’t think any of us were in a fit state to be honest with her, but we needed to have a conversation.
I sat on the bed, pulling a fleecy blanket up over her legs. “You were coming back.”
She let out a contented sigh, pulling the blanket up toward her chin. “I was, wasn’t I?” Her words slurred. “Was coming back to say sorry. To tell you how I feel. Even without the stupid curse, I’d choose you all. Just wish you’d choose me.”
Her last few words were almost inaudible as sleep pulled her under.
“We need to talk. All of us.” Fox turned from where he had been staring at Lea to look between Marshall and I. “And I can’t take any more lies. If we’re doing this, then we’re all a hundred percent honest and all in. Otherwise, this will never work. Agreed?”
“I’m sorry,” I replied as I stood. “I should have told you about us as soon as I came to work with the band, given you a chance to tell Addi you wanted someone else, but I promise I didn’t stalk you. I didn’t purposefully seek you out.” I ran my hands over my thighs, suddenly feeling like my skin didn’t fit properly. “I did want you, though. I’ve never forgotten that night and then when you invited me to your house and we made out. I decided the past didn’t matter because you wanted me in that moment.” God, it felt good to be honest.
“I’d been thinking about you… dreaming about you for weeks before that night,” Fox admitted, his eyes burning with something I couldn’t understand.
“Really?” My eyebrows raised.
He nodded. “I’m sorry. I’ve been a dick. I didn’t hear you out and I should have never lost it with you the way I did.” He closed the space between us, cupping my cheek, making my eyes flutter closed. “Forgive me?”
“I’ve missed your hands on me, Bunny.”
Leaning closer, his beard brushed against my face as his lips kissed along my jaw. “I’ve missed you too. Have I ever told you that I think I might be in love with you, Dawson Cohen?”
Emotion tugged at my heartstrings so hard, I let out a strangled cry.
“I’ll give you two a minute,” Marshall mumbled, before vanishing from the room.
I looked down at a sleeping Lea. “You love her.”
“And it appears I love you as well. I don’t think there’s a limit on how many people we can love. Are you okay with that?”
I shrugged. “I guess I could put up with you, but there is something else I need to tell you.”
Brushing his thumb over my lips, he let out a sigh. “Later. When Le’s awake. I don’t want her to feel like we left her out.”
“Can you kiss me?”
He winked. “That I can do, Daddy.”
Marshall
Watchingthemopenupand be honest with each other made emotions burn in my throat like fire. I would never be on the inside of their relationship. I’d known it since we started this thing, and now, hearing Fox declare his feelings, just added another lock to the door.
I stalked from the room into the kitchen, dragging my hand over my face as I looked out into the garden. This wasn’t working. Lea had been right about that and while I couldn’t leave, the curse said nothing about the three of them throwing me out. Maybe that was the way around it and I knew the perfect way to get them to do that. I needed to tell them the truth.
Grabbing a glass, I filled it with water before searching through the pile of medication Lea got from the hospital. Finding her antibiotics and painkillers, I carried them back to the living room.
I almost cried out when I saw the three of them laid out on the bed, Dawson spooning in behind Fox, who was holding onto to Lea’s hand. All of them asleep, their chests almost moving in perfect sync. Placing the glass and tablets down on the coffee table, I backed out of the room, tears blurring my vision. This was why I didn’t share. This was why I hadn’t been honest. Because I was always on the outside and hurt like fucking hell.
Taking the stairs two at a time, I pulled my suitcase out of the closet in my room and filled it with my stuff. Not bothering to fold anything, I threw it all in before storming into the bathroom and sweeping everything on the side into a bag, my heart hammering as the pain of my past tore through me like a bullet.
Zipping up my case, I looked around the room I’d only slept in twice. When I’d arrived here I’d thought, for a minute, that things might be different. That, for once, I’d feel an equal part of something, but it was just another reminder that I couldn’t rely on anyone but myself. I didn’t understand why, because I’d only known them for a few months, but this felt more painful than last time. Maybe it was because I never got to experience them all properly; never got a taste of what my body and soul craved.
