“There was no need to say anything.”
I heard my mother growl beside me. She’d never shown any type of anger toward my father until now.
“Let’s go, Morgan. I want to be there when your father gets to your house.”
The Sons of Hell brothers chuckled as my mother stomped outside. I followed her, only to be stopped by Gunner.
“Morgan, I didn’t know you were married.”
“I wasn’t, Gunner. He’d been dead for over a year.” I looked over at Sarah. “I’m so sorry.”
She rushed over and hugged me tightly. “You have nothing to apologize for. I know my husband’s a whore.”
“Hey!” Gunner shouted, and everyone in the room looked his way. “Not anymore,” he grumbled.
“I’m sorry my past has caused you so much disruption.”
“I mean, would you really be an old lady if you didn’t come with chaos?” Henley snarked.
“I’m not an old lady,” I said, my voice dropping to a whisper once I was outside. “Not anymore.”
All afternoon I had been on edge. How would I explain to my father that I was married? That I’d been pregnant? And that my husband, who died, was back from the dead?
My mom and I had just finished dinner when the door opened wide. As soon as I saw him, the tears fell, and I rushed into his open arms.
“What happened, baby?”
“Braesal O’Malley, you son of a bastard!” my mother shouted.
I felt him stiffen and I smiled. Despite being happy he was here, he’d lied to us. Multiple times.
“Benny?”
“Don’t youBennyme, you lying asshole!”
I looked up at my father. “King told us he’s known all along. That you went to him after we moved here,” I whispered, spoiling my mother’s fun of seeing what else he would admit to.
“I needed someone to watch over you both when I couldn’t. I won’t apologize for that.”
“You could have told me he knew,” she yelled, stomping her foot. My mother was the nicest, sweetest person you ever met. She didn’t get mad often, yet when she did, well, let’s just say she wasn’t the scariest person.
Devlyn and I had been terrified of her as kids, not because she yelled or she was mean. She didn’t even really ever punish us. But she had that look. The one that let you know she was disappointed in the actions you took. The choices you made.
And when someone as nice as my mother was disappointed in you, well, that shit hurt worse than any spanking ever could.
“If I told you he knew, it would have gotten around.”
My mother gasped.
I stepped out of my father’s arms, knowing he was in for it now.
“Are you calling me a gossip?” she clipped haughtily.
Crossing her arms over her chest, she gave himthelook. I couldn’t help but chuckle when I heard my dad sigh.
“Benny, that’s not what I meant.”
He crossed the room and tried to pull her against him, but she turned on her heel and walked away, him following right behind her. All my life I wished they could have been together, but when I fell in love with Jude, I understood why they weren’t.
