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“Don’t let her hear you say that shit about yourself. It hurts her. And you.”
What about him?
“You’re saying you’re perfect?”
Remy snorted. “Hell, no. Far from it. I’m forty-two years old and never had a relationship last more than six months. Moved around a lot. Can’t settle. Can’t make friends. I don’t let myself get close to anyone.”
“Why?” Loki asked.
“Lost my ma to cancer when I was twelve. Fucking disease had her in its grip for years. Took everything we had to try and fight it. Then my pa had to throw himself into trying to save our ranch. Couldn’t do it. We had to sell all the stock, the horses. Pa had a way with horses. But he was a broken man. We had to move in with my grandfather who he hated. Violent old bastard with a mean streak. Pa died just before I turned seventeen. Car accident. He fell asleep at the wheel.”
“I’m so sorry.” Loki knew the bones of this, of course. But hearing Remy say it, seeing the pain on his face, in his words. It made it worse. “I lost my parents in a car accident too. I was only four so I don’t really remember them. My granddad raised me. He died about ten years ago.”
“He was a good man?” Remy asked.
“The best.”
“I’m glad. Wish mine had been a better person. When I was old enough, I left and never looked back.”
“So you came here not intending to stay long?”
“Yeah, figured a year or two and I’d move on.”
“And now?”
“Never had a reason to stay anywhere before. Seems now I might have two.”
Loki was flabbergasted by that. Him? He couldn’t be a reason that Remy stayed.
That wasn’t . . . they weren’t . . .
But if you do this with him, then you will become tied to him, won’t you?
“Enough truths for tonight?” Remy asked dryly.
“Maybe,” Loki replied with a grin.
Remy nodded. “I’ll head off.”
“You want to come back home? Have a beer there? The girls are getting picked up in half an hour.”
Remy looked at him for a long moment. “Yeah. I’d like that.”
* * *
“These cupcakes are sooo good,”Georgie said with a groan. “I shouldn’t have another one. But I’m gonna. You’re amazing, Isa.”
Isa blushed with happiness. “Thanks, but you’re the amazing one. You’re so smart. And I really like that color on you.” She nodded to the deep blue shirt that Georgie was wearing.
The other woman grinned back at her.
“Keep them away from me,” Cleo said, waving her hand as she lay on her back on the sofa while Juliet applied a mask to her face. “I’ve had too much sugar. I’m going to be up all night.”
Kiesha gasped dramatically and they all turned to look at her. The five of them were in Isa’s living room having a pamper evening. She’d suggested it a while ago, but this was the first time they’d been able to make it happen.
Juliet had brought stuff for facials, Kiesha had bought the nail polish and manicure sets. Georgie had bought stuff for foot soaks, while Isa supplied the food. Which was mostly cupcakes, candy, and cookies.
Cleo had bought booze and made them mimosas. Well, Juliet had mimosas without the booze in them. So just orange juice.
