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I don’t argue. I just walk over to where he’s parked.
“Have the others been to see her?”
“Besides you guys, only Ev has been. He says she’s a little leery at the thought of having the others around.”
“What the fuck does she have to be leery of? It’s not like anyone is going to hurt her, for fuck’s sake.”
“Honestly, Hawk, when a woman is healing from a fucking gunshot wound, she gets to call the goddamn shots.” He climbs in and slams the door.
I growl and yank my door open before climbing in beside him. “What is your fucking problem, G?”
“My problem is dipshit males thinking they know everything. Did nobody learn anything over the whole Astrid fiasco?”
“This is not the same, and you know it. She was my wife. My fucking wife. And she walked away like her vows meant nothing. And now she’s back, four years too late. You’re right, though. I’m more grateful than I’ll ever be able to express that Creed is still here because of her. But beyond that, she means nothing to me.”
He looks over at me before starting the car. “Then have Creed serve her with divorce papers and let her go.”
My hands clench into fists as I resist the urge to knock him out.
“Yeah, that’s what I thought.” He pulls out of the parking lot without another word.
I stare out the window, my mind all over the place, as I consider the merit of Greg’s words. A divorce means we’ll be free. It might not be my name on the marriage certificate, but she took my name alongside Creed’s. She belongs to both of us, and as such, we’ll never truly move on until Creed signs the divorce papers and we both sever all ties with her.
The problem is, a divorce will set Avery free too, and that pisses me off more than anything. I like her bound to us. I like the fact that she can run as far as she likes, but she’s still tied to us both in the most fundamental ways. There will be no more husbands while I still have breath in my lungs. That’s her penance to pay.
I’m so lost in thought that I don’t realize where we’re heading until we pull into the parking lot. “Not in the mood for this, G.”
“So, stay in the fucking car. But I’m going to see her.” He climbs out and slams the door, leaving me to look at the hospital looming in front of me.
“Fucking motherfucker.” I punch the dashboard before climbing out and slamming the door closed.
I don’t bother trying to catch up to Greg. I might be tempted to wrap my hands around the bastard’s throat. When I make it to her floor, I spot Ev in the hallway, leaning against the wall with his phone to his ear.
He must sense me because he looks up and ends the call before I reach him.
“What the fuck are you doing here, Ev? You don’t even know Avery.”
“I wouldn’t be so quick to throw stones if I were you.”
“Yeah? And why’s that?”
“Tell me, Hawk, how well do you know your wife?”
I grab the front of his shirt and push him against the wall. “You don’t know dick about me and Avery, so I suggest you shut your mouth before I shut it for you.”
He shoves me hard, making me stumble back. Ev is the least confrontational of all of us, but that doesn’t mean he’ll back down when he feels strongly about something. And after the way everything went down with Astrid, I know he’ll fight harder.
“It’s like that, is it? Tell me, Hawk. What does Avery do for a living?”
“She works with kids. A social worker or teacher or something. What the fuck does that have to do with anything?”
He shakes his head at me and scowls before walking away.
“What is your fucking problem?” I yell after him. He turns and flips me off before heading toward the elevator.
I blow out a deep breath and count to ten before pushing the door open a crack.
“I’m sorry,” Avery cries before she’s wrapped up in Greg’s arms.
