“He was a massage therapist who rubbed on my wife,” I growl. “I made it quick.” If that makes it any better.
“We think she was using the spa to pick women for Dollhouse.” The detective states, nodding to the envelope Kash hands to Saint. “We had surveillance on the place, trying to get answers, and you killed one of our main suspects.”
I sit back crossing my arms over my chest. He’s not going to get an apology from me. I wanted the bastard dead because he had his hands on my wife. I know it was a little over the top, but I sure as fuck don’t regret it. Now I wish I had made it slow and painful.
The detective sighs at my silence before Adam speaks. “Okay, let’s talk business.”
“Business?” I ask, arching a brow. “What kind of business?”
His boss leans back in the seat, placing his left ankle on his right knee, and speaks. “We’re going to need your help.” Then he looks over at Bill, who nods.
Saint beats Kash and me to it. “Name it.”
On the way home,there is nothing but awkward silence. We all wore our helmets so we could communicate, but none hadanything to say. It was all said on the jet that we flew around on for over an hour.
Saint and I exit the highway, and Saint’s voice fills my ears when we both see Kashton isn’t following us.
“Kash—?”
“I’ve got somewhere to be.” He interrupts Saint, pulling his front tire up off the pavement and riding off in a wheelie.
“Fuck.” Saint sighs, his helmet shaking.
I understand we all have a lot to think about, and he needs some time alone.
Pulling into Carnage, Saint and I park the bikes in the garage and make our way to the birdcage. As we step off the elevator, he speaks. “Are you leaving in the morning?”
I turn to look at him, my hand on the door. “I’ll see you in the office. Seven o’clock.”
“Seven o’clock.” He agrees and goes to enter his room but pauses. Taking in a deep breath, his eyes meet mine. “They were going to force you to marry Ashtyn.” It wasn’t a question, so I don’t say anything. “Were they going to use her or me?”
It doesn’t matter. “Saint?—”
“Me.” He nods to himself, answering his own question. “Of course. If they knew how much she loved me, they would have used that against her to make her comply. Just like Isabella was going to use Charlotte’s love for you against her at Dollhouse.”
It makes sense. Isabella knew our fathers’ plan—whatever it was—so she decided to use some form of it. She had four years to come up with hers, though. “I would have never let it get that far,” I assure him. “I would have done something…anything…before I would have let them force Ashtyn to be my wife.”
“Good night, brother,” he says, and before I can say the same, he’s entered his room.
I enter mine just as quietly as when I left. I’m removing my shirt when the bedside light turns on. I spin around to see mywife sitting up, arms crossed over her naked chest and narrowed eyes on mine.
“Where have you been?” she demands as if she just caught me cheating on her.
I take a minute to try to come up with an answer. I hadn’t thought this was what I would come home to.
“I saw the text earlier while you were in the shower, Haidyn.” Her eyes lower to the comforter, and she uncrosses her arms. “Are you in trouble?”
“No,” I say, dropping my T-shirt to the floor and crawling onto the bed still dressed in my jeans. I prop myself up next to her on my side.
She lies down and turns her head so her pretty blue eyes meet mine. “Would you tell me the truth?”
“Of course, doll face.”
“Arewein trouble?” Her hand goes to her flat stomach, and I hate how worried she is. How everything that we love could so easily be taken from us.
“No.” I place my hand on her stomach over hers. She sighs, placing her other hand under her neck, and she stares at the ceiling. “Everything is okay,” I assure her. “You’re okay. Our babies are okay, and we’re okay.”
Her watery eyes come back to mine, and I give her a reassuring smile. For once, I’m not lying to her. My brothers and I are going to keep Adam and Sin’s secret. None of us will jeopardize what we have, what we’ve built here. Adam is doing good, and we’ll take any chance we can to help him finish what he started. No matter how long that takes.
