I need answers, and I need them right now!
Despite the looming feeling in the pit of my soul, I admitted, “What if I already lost her to my brother?”
He didn’t waver. “What if you didn’t?”
“How far behind am I?”
“Enough to where I think she’s waking up in his bed.”
My jaw clenched.
My hands fisted.
I instantly saw red.
“Are you sure?”
“I wouldn’t have brought any of this up if I wasn’t.”
Unable to resist, I blurted, “Are they fucking? Is he fucking her?”
In a flash, he replied, “If you have to ask me, then you already know the answer.”
I winced. He was right.
I barely had time to contemplate what he insinuated before he added, “Oh, by the way…”
Everything came to a head.
Blasting.
Detonating.
Shattering whatever restraint I had left as he informed…
“Your father lit that flame.”
CHAPTER
FIFTY-THREE
KRAVEN
The saddest thingabout betrayal is that it never comes from your enemies. -Unknown
Two weeks later.
I watched her cook dinner in the kitchen. We were dancing around, listening to music while she finished the chicken pesto on the stove.
“I’m going to burn it,” she said, pulling away from me.
“Or…” I teased. “I could eat you instead.”
She wiggled out of my hold. “You’re horrible.”
For fourteen days, we’d lived in limbo.
“I go after what I want.” I kissed her lips. “I’m sure you can understand that.”
