“You two have it bad, don’t you?”
He glanced over at Wyatt who had spoken. All of his brothers were grinning at him and Kellan.
Kellan, who still had his gaze on their girl and was ignoring everyone.
“You’re staring at her like she’s every Christmas present you could ever imagine wanting,” Remington said with a touch of longing.
“That’s because she is,” Kellan said suddenly. “If someone told me years ago that the payment for the shitty childhood I had was her . . . I’d have lived through that time with a smile on my face.”
Now everyone was gaping at Kellan. “What?” he asked, turning to stare back at them.
“I wish you hadn’t gone through so much with our father,” Duncan said with a frown.
“You took on his anger to protect us,” Remington said quietly. “I’ve never forgotten that.”
Kellan glanced at them all uncomfortably. “He always hated me most.”
“Yeah, but you shouldn’t have suffered the way you did. It was wrong,” Wyatt said. “I’ve always regretted not doing something more.”
“You had left home,” Kellan pointed out. “You didn’t know how bad it had gotten and I was fine.”
“He nearly killed you once,” Duncan said, looking ill.
“It doesn’t matter now.” Kellan shifted his gaze back to Arabella.
“I’m glad you have her,” Carson told him. “She’s gorgeous.”
Kellan glared at him. “She’s mine.”
“Ours,” Eli said mildly.
Kellan just nodded. “Ours.”
“I don’t want her.” Carson held up his hands. “Wyatt and I are headed to Costa Rica tomorrow.”
“Keep in contact,” Duncan ordered
“We will,” Wyatt said. “What are the three of you going to do? Will she move to Houston with you?”
“Actually, we found a house to buy,” Eli said.
“In Houston?” Duncan asked.
“No, here in Haven. We’re moving back,” Kellan said. “Arabella’s next-door-neighbor is selling and offered us the house first.”
They all gaped at him.
“You’re moving to Haven?” Duncan asked.
“Are you sure?” Wyatt asked.
“You hate this place,” Remington said.
“But I love her. And she’s made friends here. She’s happy here. And I want that for her,” Kellan told them. “Besides, this place isn’t all that bad.”
They were all gaping at Kellan as he got up to join Arabella. Pulling Arabella up, he sat, and lifted her onto his lap.
“Is he . . . okay?” Carson asked.
