I might have fucked around on the mainland when I found out about Isaac and Daisy, but since coming home, I haven’t touched another woman.Can’t fucking bear the thought of it, even though it drives me insane to think about him touching her.
I come hard, my release hitting the tile as the loud groan I let out echoes in the shower stall.
I don’t know how much longer I can keep doing this, and maybe that’s another reason why I exploded today, finally giving voice to the questions that have been swirling in my head ever since I found out about Daisy and Isaac.
I fucking hate the thought of her with him.
And I want her back so badly it hurts, like my heart is permanently cracked open inside my chest and the only way it’s ever going to be fixed is if Daisy is mine again.
I finish up in the shower before drying off and walking naked back to my bedroom to get dressed.I need to head into work, get some shit done for Dad, even though he told me it could wait.
I don’t like the idea of letting him down, and a part of me feels like I did when I left for the mainland.He always knew I wasn’t as into the family business as Kai was, and while he said he was cool about it, a part of me wonders if he really was.
And don’t get me wrong, I love working for my dad.But I love music too, and when the band got that opportunity to be the opening act on a tour of the U.S., it was impossible to turn down.And now, after everything went to shit, I feel like helping my dad is the least I can do.
When I walk into the workshop, Dad is bent over a board, applying one of the designs Nate has drawn.He doesn’t hear me come in.The music that’s always playing, loud and filling the huge space.It takes me a second to realize it’s my music, and I stop, surprised.
It feels like a distant memory now, recording this song, playing this song.Given the chance, I’m not sure I’d go back to it either, especially with everything that came with it.
“Hey, Miles,” Dad says, smiling as he straightens, stretching out his back.“You didn’t need to come in today.”
“Yeah, I know,” I say, giving him a hug.“But I wanted to get this stuff done for you.Board looks good,” I add, gesturing to the custom he’s working on.
“It does, another custom for Flynn, would you believe?”
I let out a laugh.“Yeah, he told me he’s always wanted one, and I guess now that he’s got an in, he’s taking advantage, huh?”
Dad shrugs.“Guy can surf.I’m very happy to give him as many boards as he wants.”
I nod, knowing that with Flynn back surfing competitively, him using an Olsen board is awesome publicity for Dad.Not that he needs it, of course, but it sure doesn’t hurt.
“Well, I’m gonna go get started on those fins,” I say, slapping a hand on his back.“You need me to do anything else while I’m here?”
“You don’t need to be here, Miles,” he says, again reminding me that I’m not working today.
“I know,” I reply, shrugging.“But what else am I gonna do?”
Dad looks at me, his head tilting to the side as he takes me in, a curious expression crossing his face.“Everything okay?”he now asks, concern in his eyes.
“Yeah,” I lie.
He scoffs, stepping closer and putting a hand on my shoulder.“Okay, well that was bullshit.Why don’t you tell me what’s going on?”
Smirking, I ask, “What makes you think something is going on?”
Dad chuckles.“Miles, you’re my son.I know you better than anyone, despite how much you try to keep everything locked up tight.”I blow out a breath, running a hand over my buzzed hair.“Talk to me,” he now says.
Scrubbing the hand down my face, I let out a low groan as I say, “Daisy.”
Dad laughs, squeezing my shoulder as he says, “Okay, see, that I could’ve guessed.It’s always Daisy when it comes to you, but what’s happened this time?”
Exhaling, I reply, “I don’t know exactly, but I asked about her and that asshole.”
“And?”Dad prompts.“What did she say?”
“Nothing,” I reply.“That’s the problem.She didn’t say anything, and it drives me insane not knowing what’s going on with her and him.Shit, it drives me insane just thinking about them.”
Dad smiles now, putting both hands on my shoulders as he turns me to face him.“Miles, I know you’re hurting over this, but I’m pretty sure Daisy is too, and the sooner you two talk to each other, the better,” he says.“Were you cool when you asked her about it?”
