“How could you not fucking know?” I snap, making her recoil.
“I was gone when they came for them. I left so they wouldn’t hurt you or them,” she mutters, then turns and runs away into the back of the church, leaving me standing here utterly fucking perplexed and with a shit load more questions.
That night we waited for her for three hours. I slipped a letter under her door before dinner, which she never came down and ate. We stood there ready to unleash our pent up rage and demons on her, only to be left with no other option than to take out our frustrations on each other. I’m not complaining though. I got to suck Koby off while his father fucked me and got me off. That was fucking hot and so needed, but I still felt like something was missing and I hate to admit that the thing missing wasn’t a something but a someone.
We planned to take out our anger on her this morning, but she hasn’t shown her face and the three of us are left telling people who come looking for her that she isn’t around.
“Is she sick?” Korbin asks us as he dips his paintbrush into the bucket.
“Fuck if I know,” I answer and continue painting the back porch of the church. “She said something that I can’t stop thinking about,” I announce.
Brax and Korbin look over at me. “What did she say?” Brax hedges.
“She said she was gone before you two got arrested and that she left so none of us would get hurt.”
Korbin snorts. “She’s a lying bitch,” he sneers.
Brax stares off into the distance and I can tell he is pondering her words. “She wasn’t there,” he says aloud.
“Huh?” I say.
He looks at both of us with a strange look on his face. “She took off two weeks before the cops showed up.”
“What do you mean?” Korbin pushes.
Brax runs a hand through his hair and sighs. “When you and Vin left to check out that college, she and I got into a disagreement. She took off and that was the last time I saw her.”
“Wait a fucking second,” Korbin snaps and takes a step toward his father. I drop my paintbrush and reach out and grab his arm to hold him back but he pulls free. “You never said a damn word to me about that.”
Brax throws his hands in the air in frustration. “What fucking difference does it make?” he yells. “She was angry at me, so she went and told a bullshit story to the cops and we paid the price.”
“What was the argument over?” I ask him.
Brax clamps his mouth closed and looks away not wanting to answer. “Tell me!” Korbin roars and grips the front of his father’s shirt and presses his forehead against Brax’s. “Fucking tell me why she left?”
“Because I wanted him to divorce my mom and marry me.” At the sound of her voice I whirl around to see her standing there on the back porch, looking utterly devastated. Something tells me that there is more to what fucking happened than Korbin and I know, and I’m fucking furious at Brax for keeping shit from us when we had a right to know. Their lives weren’t the only ones ruined, mine was too. I gave up my dream of playing in the NFL to stay close so I could visit them and take over the company Brax started.
Granted I had help from his cousin who is the president of the Broken Cupid Brotherhood and his investors, Chris, Nick and Saint. With their help and the guidance of his friendCameron Hawk, I was able to open the new location of the adult clubSinners Welcomeand go in on a joint merger with Cameron, Van and Clayton and his other two sons for three new locations across the US.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
ZENAYA
Korbin looks at me with devastation in his eyes and I hate that I’ve hurt him again but he needs to know the truth. Braxton’s rejection from that night still stings and lingers daily.
“You wanted to… marry my dad?” Korbin asks in a pain-filled tone.
I take a shuddering breath and curse this habit for being thick, the humidity is making me sweat. I wish we could have had this conversation in a more private comfortable place but that isn’t gonna happen.
“Yes—”
“Fuck you!” Korbin spits cutting me off.
“It’s not what you think,” Brax tries to reason with him, but Korbin shoves him so hard he falls to his ass and scowls up at his son. Davin shifts and moves to stand in front of Korbin with his hands flat against his chest.
“That’s the past,” Davin tries to reason with his boyfriend, but we all know Korbin has a short fuse and when he detonates, there is no calming him.
“He fucking lied to me!” Korbin roars, then shoves Davin away from him and whirls around to face me. The hateful look in his green eyes robs me of air. “If marriage is what you wanted,I would have given that to you.” Davin splutters and stares at Korbin with a pained look. “Instead, you chose to be a spiteful little bitch and didn’t just ruin his life because he didn’t want your dusty snatch, you had to throw me to the fucking wolves as well.” I stand here fighting back tears as pain blooms in my chest at his callous words. I know he is saying them out of anger and wants me to hurt as much as him, but it doesn’t take the sting out of them.
