Jonah flattened his lips, resisting the urge to smile.
“Yeah. Cord, this is Bogs and T.”
Cord lifted his chin. His faux confidence wasn’t fooling anyone. “How’s it going?”
“Be a lot better if you knew how to fucking drive.” T hardened his stare.
“Yeah.” Cord cleared his throat. “Sorry about that. But we got it all squared away.”
Bogs laughed. “Yeah, after she came for your ass. I’m telling you, don’t fuck with Roxanne.”
Cord nervously nodded.
Jonah was all for learning a lesson, and he was sure Cord had learned his in this very minute.Time to put little brother out of his misery.
“You got plans, right?” Jonah asked and saw the flash of relief on Cord’s face.
“Yeah.” He side-stepped Bogs and purposely walked to the opposite end of the workshop to avoid T. “Later.”
Within seconds, Cord was out the door, and he saw T’s lips twitch.
Jonah folded his arms and glanced between the brothers. He knew why they were there, and it had nothing to do with them being in the neighborhood. Discussing his relationship with Roxanne wasn’t on the table, and he planned on telling them that. But T beat him to it.
“You didn’t tell her” T said, staring back at him.
“I told you that wasn’t an option.”
“Alright, it’s your life, Jonah. I sure as shit got no place telling you how to live it. Even when I think you're wrong.” T said.
Jonah scowled. “I appreciate that.”
Reverse psychology wouldn’t work on him, and he wouldn’t entertain it.
“Just one question.” T paused. “If you could go back and change things, would you do it differently?”
T was no longer talking about his sister. This went deeper into the past. This wasn’t the first time he’d pondered his decision. And every time, he had the same answer.
“No.”
T slowly nodded. “No regrets. Then you've got nothing to be ashamed of.”
“Not ashamed.”
“Aren’t you? Don’t want her to know ‘cause you’re afraid she’ll look at you differently. You show her the dark in you, the ugly fucking scars, and you think that’s all she’ll see. Everything you two built will just go away, and all she’ll ever see is your past.”
Jonah remained silent.
“Well,” T glanced around the room, “then it’s a good thing you ended it. ‘Cause if that’s what you think of Roxanne, then you don’t know her. And you sure as fuck don’t deserve her.”
T turned and walked out, followed by Bogs.
Fuck!
Chapter Twenty-One
Roxanne knocked and waited at the door. Everything about this was awkward. She’d never knocked at Bogs and Kenzie’s place. This was different, though. It would take a big set of balls to barge into Kenzie’s home after the way Roxanne had snapped at her. Her shoulders tensed when she heard footsteps coming from inside.
Kenzie opened the door with a bright smile. It didn’t fade even slightly. This wasn’t how most people would greet someone who’d been rude to them.I sure as hell wouldn’t.
