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It created a big scandal which had Lane heading to some mountain resort while his label’s PR spun the whole thing.
It worked out better than anyone anticipated in the end. Lane met his wife, Calliope, at the resort. They’re disgustingly happy.
My heart clenches with how much I miss my brother. Maybe this summer we can go and visit him. I wish I could see him more often, but we both have our own lives.
He’s also still in the honeymoon phase with Calliope, but I have a feeling he always will be. He deserves to be happy. He was always my protector.
I wonder how he’ll feel when I tell him he doesn’t have to worry about me anymore. With the way Tanner is glaring at anyone who looks my way too long, the protector role in my life has been absconded by my big biker.
I kind of love it.
I love him.
“Well, look who it is,” the words are sneered from behind us, and I spin around so fast that my hair flies in Tanner’s face. Oops. I should have pulled it up before we left his house.
Harry is standing there like he’s the king of the fucking grocery store. He’s not alone either. His wife is standing next to him, looking like the perfect little wifey, one worthy of his status in the community. She’s even wearing fucking pearls. In the grocery store.
I’m wearing sweatpants. They aren’t baggy or anything, and they’re clean, but still. This was supposed to be a quick trip, but I should have taken some time and put real pants on.
Harry met the woman he married when he went off to college without a care in the world. I didn’t even think about college since I was far too busy raising his daughter. I glance at Shiloh, but she’s sitting in the big part of the cart and focused on her tablet.
I’m grateful she learned a long time ago not to pay anyone in this town any attention. Most of them have never deserved her sunshine.
The woman at Harry’s side looks me over like I’m a wad of gum she’s found on her shoe. I’m sure she has a name, she must, right? I just never bothered learning it. She’s of no consequence to me.
“Harry,” my voice is icy as I give him a nod.
Tanner’s arm snakes around my body and his fingers grip my hip. It’s a reminder that he’s right here with me. The feeling of not being alone anymore is foreign, but so damn welcome.
Harry curls his lip and looks at Tanner before he snarls at me, “What are you doing with this biker?”
See? Harry has always been an entitled asshole. I wish I had seen it earlier, but, then again, Shiloh is worth all his bullshit.
“Journey’s my woman,” Tanner lays it out there. Simple and to the point.
Harry scoffs and his wife’s gaze darts around. Is she waiting for cameras to pop out of nowhere and for everyone to yell ‘surprise’ or is she looking for a way out? I barely stop myself from rolling my eyes.
“Finally figured out that slumming it is your style, Journey?”
Harry’s words are supposed to cut me, but they don’t. “Sure, if that’s what you need to tell yourself,” my tone is flippant as fuck and has his eyes narrowing at me.
I don’t normally engage, but I feel a lot stronger with Tanner by my side. What can Harry really do? He signed his rights away to Shiloh a long fucking time ago. Keeping my head down has never done me any favors.
“I don’t think this is the kind of influence you should have around my daughter,” he states with the confidence of a cockroach.
Tanner steps forward and I move with him because of the grip he has on me. I don’t mind one bit. Part of me breaks with Harry’s words. He has never publicly claimed Shiloh as his daughter. Everyone knows she is, but no one talks about it.
He’s only doing it now because I’m with Tanner. Harry thinks he can make some power play here, but he’s wrong. He might have provided her sperm, but he has no claim on her. She’s mine.
Tanner leans down and gets right in Harry’s face. Not going to lie, watching Harry turn pale is satisfying as hell.
“Let me make this clear. Journey is mine. Shiloh is our daughter,” Tanner’s tone is a threat, one that sends a shiver up my spine in the most delicious of ways.
“No,” Harry sputters, “she’s mine.”
I don’t want to gain Shiloh’s attention while we have this conversation. She knows who Harry is and the choices he made. It might not bother her, but I won’t allow anything bad to touch her. Not now when we have a future with a man who adores us within our grasp.
No going back.
