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Both times he was like steel in his pants.
Despite Reid’s teasing down in the basement about my husband not being able to perform, I know for a fact that it is not the case.
His body is ready and raring to go. His head however…
With a sigh, I continue forward, letting the warm fall ocean water lap at my feet.
Being in a place like this… A place where the air is filled with nothing but the sound of crashing waves and birdsong, I should feel lighter. But being away from Harrow Creek is making the weight of everything seem even heavier.
I know the promise I forced Mav to make. And while I stand by the fact that our future together is more important to me than anything else, leaving that house and not being a part of what happens next isn’t sitting right with me.
Somehow, without me even realizing it, I became part of that duo of misfits living under that dark roof.
I fit there. I found some kind of peace there.
But what happens now?
I sigh, reaching up to tuck a stray lock of hair behind my ear when it catches in the light breeze.
Do I really want to hide out here and wait for the signal that Victor is dead?
But what if that isn’t how this whole thing plays out?
I force that thought from my head the second it emerges.
It has to be how it plays out. I can’t consider the option that Victor is well… the victor in all this.
My heart knots up as I think about the two men living under that roof.
Yes, in some ways they’re just mini versions of the men who brought us all up. But then, so is Mav.
Reid was right the day he accused me of hating on him because of his father.
My stomach rolls painfully, forcing me to wrap my arms around myself as I vividly remember the first time Victor came to the house for me.
My skin prickles with disgust as, even all these years on, I remember his touch. His calloused, cold hands against my skin.
Without warning, I retch, poison from my past filling my veins and flooding my stomach.
The only thing I’ve ever been able to do to dispel it is to take control.
Time and time again, men have tried to steal that ability away from me.
My father, Victor, Razor, all the others who seemed to rotate through our house like a revolving door to get their sick and twisted kicks.
I was nothing more than a zoo exhibit at times. A fucking petting zoo at that.
But while Reid and JD might have grown up under their command—one of them more so than the other—they are not them. Not even close.
The fire I’ve seen in Reid’s eyes when he’s talked about ridding his father and the others from this world was real. The potent hatred that oozed from him when I confessed my truths, confirming all his fears was overwhelming, so was his reaction to it afterward.
Just thinking about that moment being pinned to the wall by the enigma that is Reid Harris sends a rush of heat through my body so strong that it pushes away some of the disgust.
Lifting my hand, I wrap my fingers around my throat, attempting to recreate how it felt being completely at his mercy.
I may not have been in charge during that heated exchange, but I had control.
If I told him to stop, I’ve no doubt that he would. Not that I would have.
