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Whatever it is, I want so much more of it.
I want it forever.
ChapterSixteen
REESE
With a heavy sigh,my eyes flutter closed. I’m drained. Between the mental exhaustion of Douglas and finding out that he got to Justin, then driving here and discovering it wasn’t Logan waiting for me, but rather Agony, I can’t stay awake. Not to mention the two rounds of great sex and two thorough orgasms.
It’s too much for me.
Agony uses his fingers to comb through my hair, his arms wrapped around me as he holds me. I don’t think we’ve ever cuddled before, but I like it—a hell of a lot.
I’m not sure how long I sleep, but it feels like a lifetime. When I open my eyes, I’m facing the opposite wall from the way I fell asleep. I reach out beside me and find that the sheets are cold.
That bothers me.
I throw my legs over the side of the bed, then reach for something in the dark to cover my naked body with. My fingers grasp a soft material, and I know exactly what it is—Agony’s shirt. I slip it over my nakedness and move toward the bathroom. When I’m finished, I make my way through the house in search of him.
“I put the car in the garage. Figured if that fucker was looking for her, having it out front wasn’t the smartest thing,” Agony says. His voice is deep, but it’s clear he’s trying not to be too loud.
“She’s safe here with you?” Logan asks.
I would recognize his voice anywhere. My older brother. The man who swore to protect me always. The man who was in and out of my life, who would show up and check on me but really was just visiting Douglas. The man who didn’t seem to really care too much that Douglas was hurting me.
The man who was annoyed I found him in Casa Grande. Probably because he was undercover and supplying drugs. I was shocked when I found out what he was doing but hoped he could help me.
I shouldn’t have stayed in Casa Grande. I should have kept running. Stopping, getting comfortable was the stupidest thing I ever did, and also the smartest at the same time.
“Of course, my woman is safe with me. What the fuck kind of question is that? What I want to know is why the fuck you haven’t buried this fucker already? You’re a goddamn fed. Use that shit for something good in your life,” Agony snaps.
My breath hitches.
Agony’s words surprise me. Not only does he know about Logan, but he’s right. How come he never did anything about Douglas? Couldn’t he have found him guilty of tax fraud or something?
Anything?
“My sister’s domestic disputes are not my fucking problem,” he grinds out. “That shit, my family bullshit, I left it all behind the day I walked away.”
“And yet it’s right here,” Agony points out.
“Not because I want it to be,” Logan snarls.
There is a rustling sound, and as much as I want to see what it is, I stay where I am, hidden in the hallway, my back pressed up against the wall. A few grunts fill the house, and then someone growls, but I can’t quite make out which one of them it is before one of them speaks.
“You’re a jackass,” Agony barks. “You don’t deserve to know her, and I hope you never do.”
Logan laughs. “You have no fucking idea what it was like growing up in our household and the absolute nightmare it was.”
“So, leaving her in that, never helping her, regretting her finding you, that makes it better?” he asks.
I should walk out there and make myself known, but I can’t take Logan’s rejection all over again. It happens over and over every single time I’ve tried. Which is why he was the last person I called, my last and only hope. I didn’t want to contact him at all, but I felt as if I was out of choices. Now I know he wished I hadn’t called him at all.
“I don’t give a fuck,” Logan says. I know him admitting this should make me feel some kind of closure, but instead, I just feel pain. “I don’t give a single fuck. Protect her or don’t. I’m done.”
“You’re an absolute dick,” Agony growls.
“I don’t care, as long as you keep your word. That is all I give a fuck about. That you’ll do what you said you would.”
