I shake my head thinking about it. “Julian and his dickhead driver pulled up, and he tried to make Emma go with him. Long story short, the driver punched me and Julian took Emma. I came to, awakening with Mateo holding me in the alley until I was able to go home. He walked me home and then took off.”
Jameson curses, and I look to see how angry he is. “Did you know that he was your brother?”
I shake my head. “No, I mean, I didn’t even think that. I thought he was just someone my uncle had watching over us after I told my mom about it.” I laugh, but it sounds evil when I get it all out.
“After we told my mom about Julian and Emma, she mentioned it being Uncle Andrés’s security detail. Not my fucking brother or her son. Can you believe that?”
“No,” he replies. “That’s just so fucked-up, Eve’s.”
I nod in agreement. “It is, and I didn’t see him again until he saved me from the house explosion and finally told me that he was my brother. My own parents didn’t even tell me. They never told us the truth.”
All the twisted lies. I run my hand down my face, and Jameson grabs my hands in his.
“You are so incredibly brave, baby, and I love you so much for all of it.”
I freeze. I don’t think he realizes that he just told me he loves me, but I can feel it.
“You love me?”
He looks me in the eyes and brings my face to his. He kisses me. “Yes, Eve. So, so much.” He pulls away and studies my expression.
I bite my lip and smile up at him. “I love you, too.”
He swallows. “Is this why you didn’t like for me to touch you when we first met? The times we were intimate?”
I stand and pace away before I turn to him. “I went to Krav Maga classes after the incident. I didn’t ever want to feel that out of control of my life again. To have those feelings like I had years ago. Defenseless. Helpless. I felt so down on life, and I hated being a victim. I thought that I could take back my life if I could control everything about me. Maybe a little too much.” I shrug, and he stands up.
“I have an idea. Do you trust me, baby?” He looks at me with so much devotion in his eyes that I can’t say anything but the truth.
“Yes, completely.”
He smiles, showing a full set of pearly whites, and my heart dances around in my chest, excited to see what he has in store for us.
“I’ll be back in half an hour. Go run yourself a bath, and I’ll be back before you know it.” He winks at me and then leaves the apartment on a mission, for whatever he has planned, I know that he would never hurt me.
Chapter Twenty-Four
JAMESON
“Come Undone” by Bad Omens
Idrive back over to Eduardo’s club and park out back. I open the back door and run up the stairs that lead to his office. I see Gus walking out and he eyes me suspiciously.
“Everything okay?”
I smile. “Yes. Is Eduardo in there? I have to ask him something, but it’s of a personal nature.”
He nods. “Sure thing. Just knock per usual. You know he doesn’t usually lock his door. No one would be stupid enough to go in there.”
Not that they’d live to tell about it. I think of that psychopath, Cherry, and shudder.
“Got it.” I thank him and run off.
I knock on the door and Eduardo’s voice gives me a resounding, “Enter.” He looks up from his computer as I walk in. His expression turns to worry and I put my hand up.
“It’s nothing, I just want a personal favor for Evie.”
One eyebrow lifts up, and I wonder if he realizes that he does that so well. It’s almost comical.
