Fuck, I’m horny.
I reach over, my fingers clawing at empty space. No soft, warm body. No sweet Morgan. I groan into the pillow, annoyed. She should’ve been here, but last night was real. She didn’t come to me.
Morgan.
I move as fast as lightning, fumbling for my phone on the nightstand.
No messages.
“Christ, Jack, get it together,” I lecture myself.
Tommy knocks on the door.
Another day begins.
One thing has changed. Noel has to work at the tire store instead of going to school. I asked him to work at the center,but he begged to try something different. Can’t blame him. He should explore other things.
The morning unfolds as normal, just emptier. I’m grateful to have my brothers, but now something is missing. I lean on the kitchen counter, sipping my coffee, mulling on where I went wrong.
I don’t know what I was thinking last night. I know damn well—
Knock, knock.
I dart my gaze to the front door. Noel hasn’t left yet. It couldn’t be him having forgotten something. I set down my mug.
My pulse skyrockets.
Morgan...?
I’m moving to the door before I realize it. I jerk it open.
“Mr. Montgomery,” I mutter, confused.
“Hello,boy,” he hisses low.
A glint of gold flashes as his fist hurls through the air. As quick as a viper strikes, knuckles and rings connect with my jaw.
I clutch my cheek, stunned, but reset fast, already throwing my own punch.
He snaps:
“That was for sleeping with my daughter.”
My fist stops mid-air.
He smirks and strides inside, flinging the door shut behind him. He looks around and shakes his head, then sniffs the air.
“Ah. Drugs. She knowshow to pick ’em.”
I stand stiffly, watching the intruder in an expensive suit and slicked-back hair standing in the middle of my world. He’s missing his spotlight.
“Where’s Morgan?” I say.
He strokes his chin, disinterested. “Did you tell her about our past?”
I lift my brow. “Hell no. Unlike you, I want Morgan to be happy. Some secrets can stay buried — like my parents. That’s your sin to bear.”
He snarls, his fangs bared. “I didn’t kill your parents. Don’t put that on me.” He leans on the back of a chair. “And never question whether I want happiness for my daughter. That’s why I kept her from you. So? Shall you apologize?”
