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“I imagine now is the time he’d need his daughter most.”
I walk away, turning my back on him. “Don’t lecture me. It’s complicated.”
“It’s not remotely complicated. He’s your father, and I’m sure he needs you.”
I spin to face him. “Why do you care? What’s it toyou? Last time I saw you, you made very clear how you feel about me and us.”
“Now, now.” One corner of his mouth lifts into that infuriating grin of his. He closes the space between us. “I told you how I felt aboutyou, Barbie, considering your choices. Your lies.” When I go to move away, he takes hold of my arms to stop me.
“I never lied?—”
“Omission is a lie?—”
“My choices are none of your business.” I try to shrug him off, but he just tightens his hold.
“But you keep making bad ones.” I hear the front door open, and keys jangle onto the table there.
“Phee?” Ethan calls out.
I tug but Silas holds tight, his jaw tensing, face hardening at the sound of Ethan’s voice.
“Phee, you here? We gotta go,” Ethan says from inside.
“Let me go,” I hiss to Silas.
“He can’t save you from me,” Silas warns.
“Phee, we’re late.”
“In here!” I call out, struggling against Silas’s grip.
He’s so close now, I can feel the stubble along his jaw against my cheek, and I swear he inhales a deep breath before whispering, “Fiancé know about your visit to the courthouse?”
When he draws back, I am sure he can read the panic in my face.
“Didn’t think so. That was a good choice. Try to make more of them.”
“Fuck you.”
“And don’t worry, I’ll keep your secret. Just like I did last time you and I met.” He drops his gaze purposefully to my breasts, then winks and draws back just as Ethan flips the light switch and I break free—or Silas releases me. I’m not sure which. I stumble backward.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” Ethan stalks up to his half-brother, and just like when they were younger, he shoves him, except it’s different from when they were younger, too. Ethan’s almost as big as Silas now.
Almost.
Still, moving Silas is no easy task, and Silas chuckles.
“Hey, kid,” he says, infuriatingly ruffling Ethan’s hair like he always used to do. He’s still got a few inches on Ethan.
“Call the police, Phee,” Ethan says without looking at me. “How the hell did you get in here?”
I put my hand on Ethan’s arm. I don’t want to call the police. They will haul Silas away, I am sure of it.
“Just came to congratulate Dad,” Silas says.
I manage to pull Ethan back a little. “Come on. Let’s go, Ethan. We need to get changed. Ignore him.”
“I mean, doesn’t he get the whole company now that Hart has taken accountability for pretty much all of it? It’s how the bylaws are written, isn’t it?”
