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NathanielThe splash of water is loud, but it isn’t louder than Gwyneth’s shriek.It’s the first time I’ve heard that sound from her. The terror in it tears through my chest and clashes against my bones.Fuck.I don’t want her scared, terrified, or any of the negative emotions she’s written on her list.But now this has happened, and in hindsight, I shouldn’t have touched her when King was around. Even if he was napping, because he’s a fucking hyena and if he’s suspecting something, he won’t sleep. He’ll be roaming and digging around like a fucking lunatic until he gets what he wants.But I couldn’t stop it. And it’s not for lack of trying.I gave her the space she demanded, even though I hated it, because it was the right thing to do. I wasn’t going to drag her into my mess or give her hope that doesn’t exist.However, every day I spent without her was absolute fucking hell. Concentration? Zero. Sleep? Nonexistent.And it’s not about her body or how perfect she feels in my arms. It’s
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The fucking idiot. If he kills me, he’ll go to jail and no one will be there for Gwyneth.That’s when I hear her hysterical cries for her father to stop, but he’s too far gone to listen to her.Or anyone—aside from the demons in his head.My lungs burn and I swallow the chlorinated water in my attempts to get some air. My grip loosens from around his arms and black dots fill my vision.Ah, fuck.I thought he’d try to kill me. But not that he’d actually succeed.Still, all I can think about is Gwyneth’s tear-streaked face and how she’ll probably lose both of us now.Me to death.King to jail.Then she’ll be all alone again.The pressure of King’s hand disappears from my head and I think I’m crossing over to the other side, but then soft palms grab me by the cheeks and lift me up from the water.I gulp in a sharp intake of air and splutter water as I cough up everything that I swallowed. The scratch and burn in my throat don’t disappear, but none of that matters.Not when Gwyneth is hol
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But I nod again, because if she doesn’t, he’ll turn the crazy up a notch.She hesitantly places her hand in his and he pulls her out of the water in one sweep.I take a breath and start to climb out. When I’m halfway there, he jams his foot against my chest and shoves me back into the pool again.Motherfucker.“Dad!” I hear Gwyneth’s shriek when I resurface, coughing from the water again. At this rate, I’m not getting out of here. But hey, it’s better than being drowned.I swim to the edge and he’s waiting up top with a dark expression on his face, probably ready to push me again.But I climb out anyway.Before he can act on his plans, though, Gwyneth steps in front of him, holding her hands wide apart. “Stop it, Dad. Please, stop.”“You stay out of it. I’m going to deal with you later.” He starts to push her away, but she keeps her feet planted long after I’m out of the pool, dripping all over the ground.“I can’t stay out of it, because this is about me, too. I chose to be with him.
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KingsleyPeople spend their entire lives avoiding crime—or try to.Not me.I knew that I’d do it one day. That at some point, the crazy genes, as my father and his bitch of wife called them, would catch up to me and I’d snap.That’s why I chose law. It definitely wasn’t out of a warped sense of justice. I just had to learn law to get around it and apply self-restraint so that I didn’t end up murdering someone accidentally.Or intentionally.It’s been easier with Gwen around, because I have someone to focus on, someone not to get caught for. I had to raise her, to be the parent my own parents weren’t. I had to be the person who protected her from the world.But I couldn’t protect her from my motherfucking friend.Ex-friendbecause I’m going to blow his brains out in about five minutes.I always knew I’d kill. I just didn’t know it’d be the man I considered a fucking brother.Nate and I didn’t start our friendship the conventional way. We were rivals for way too long, then we saw similar
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In the past, Nate was never the type to hold back, not for any reason. But right now, he’s lessening the blow of his punches, no matter how much I hit him, and I don’t think it’s because I’m still recovering from the accident.The same damn accident that caused me to leave Gwen alone with him and the fucking woman who gave birth to her.When we’re finally spent, I roll to sit against the chair while Nate winces and leans against the wall, his legs outstretched in front of him.He wipes his face and grunts. “Fuck you, King. Fuck you for being a goddamn motherfucking dick.”“And fuck you for stabbing me in the back. She’s a fucking kid. She hasn’t lived yet and you ruined everything.”“She’s not a fucking kid. She stopped being that a long time ago, but you keep overprotecting her to keep her with you forever. She’s strong and knows how to take care of herself, and you need to start getting used to that.”“Shut the fuck up. You don’t get to tell me how to treat my own daughter. You will
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Her head snaps up and the green in her eyes rushes forward. “No, Dad. No. He didn’t use me. Never. If anything, I made the first move, okay? I kissed him on my eighteenth birthday because I had this major crush on him that wouldn’t go away, no matter how much I told myself it was wrong. I even wrote the wordcrushon my list, but I couldn’t desensitize myself to him. Still, I tried, I really tried, Dad. I dated and went out. I forced myself to think of him less, but it became more. My feelings were unrequited for such a long time that I hated myself for having them. But you know what? I’m not going to apologize to you or him for the way I feel. I love him and it’s none of anyone’s business. It’s mine and I choose to have these feelings, Dad. I chose to love him. No one made me do it.”She’s breathing heavily, chest rising and falling in a frantic rhythm, and a tear slides down her cheek.Fuck. Fuck.Fuck!She’s too far gone for the motherfucker—whose death I will make the most painful po
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GwynethDad came up with a plan.Or more like expulsion.He told Nate to go to the Seattle branch of W&S; it’s been around for a couple of years and has been growing noticeably. That way, he can stay away from me.It’s not that Dad cares about the Seattle branch, it’s that he wants to separate us with everything he has.Over the past week, he’s been setting things in motion for the separation of property and threatened Nate to shred the power of attorney agreement. Nate did it because he’s been mostly placating Dad. Besides, he doesn’t need power of attorney now that all properties legally belong to my father.Then Dad insisted that he divorce me, and that’s when Nate said no. He also said no to leaving because, “Fuck you, King.”Those were his exact words the other day.I don’t see him much anymore, because Dad has kicked up the overprotectiveness a notch. Obviously, I intern with him now and he takes me everywhere, including to his ruthless showdowns with Susan that he usually doesn
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“I miss you, too. I…it hurts, Nate. Everything hurts.”“I’ll make it better. I promise.”“But Dad—” The words come to a jolting halt when he places a finger to my mouth.“Don’t mention him when I’m about to fuck you.”A wildfire erupts in the bottom of my stomach and I gulp as he slowly removes his finger from my mouth and replaces it with his lips. I open up with a moan, reveling in how my nerve endings erupt to life.I’ve been dead for so long and my resurrection to life hurts in a bittersweet kind of way.For someone who doesn’t do kissing, Nate is the type who swallows you whole with the mere act. There isn’t an inch of me that doesn’t belong to him right now. And the dominant way he grabs me by the hair and neck to deepen the kiss turns me delirious.As if that’s not enough, he trails his lips to my neck and sucks on the skin of my collarbone. I hiss in sharp intakes of air, feeling the hickey already forming.“I’ve fucking missed your vanilla scent.”“I thought vanilla was borin
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EPILOGUELAYLAOur daughter Abigail was born six and a half months later. A few days after her first birthday, I spent the night with Liv at our old apartment. She and Bran now shared it, and even though they still technically had separate bedrooms, I knew they spent most nights with each other.“This feels like old times,” Liv said when she threw open the door. I knocked, even though I still had a key.“Yes, all the old times when we had bouquets of penis-shaped balloons in front of the TV,” Bran said, joining her at the door.I laughed, seeing them bobbing about behind his head. “Liv, this isn’t a bachelorette party. It’s not even a bridal shower.”“I know, but you didn’t want either of those things, and I’d already bought these balloons, so…” Liv shrugged as she led me in.“She’d also already bought this bedazzledBridehat,” Bran said, tossing it to me.I put it on gamely.“And these plastic wedding ring shot glasses.”I accepted the ring on my right hand and held out both hands to
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“What happened?” I asked quietly, lowering myself onto one of the wooden chairs. I didn’t want to sit on the couch and find out whether she chose to sit next to me or on the loveseat opposite.Layla sat in the chair nearest me, pulling it out so that our knees were facing each other. She felt both very close and very far. Again, I had the feeling I was looking at two things that couldn’t be true at the same time. That had to be love shining in her eyes, but why was she sitting so rigidly with her fingers fighting each other in her lap? She looked like I had felt when I told Shara I wanted a divorce. Guilty and sad and hopeful that I was doing the right thing. But I hadn’t loved Shara by that point, and Layla loved me. I could see it.“What happened with Blake was… not great,” she said, her eyes sliding away from mine. “Thank God you were there.”A knot of tension loosened in my stomach. “I’m just sorry I wasn’t there sooner.”She waved her hand. “You were there in time. I’m sorry abou
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AIDENI went to Jack’s house and had it out with him. He wanted to punch me in the face, but he held back. “She’s not here,” he growled instead and tried to slam the door closed on me.I caught the door just in time, managing to keep it open a few inches.“Just punch me, Jack,” I said tiredly. “I would do it if I were you. But if it means anything, I love her.”“It doesn’t mean shit,” he informed me, but he stopped pushing on his side of the door. He regarded me for a moment, then said, “Sit down. I’ll come out.”I wondered if that meant he was lying and that Layla really was inside. Hope lit like a match in my chest. Jack had walked away from the door, but I didn’t push my way in to test my theory. I had to face him first. Then I could face the person who mattered most.Jack came out with a beer for each of us, which I took as a good sign. Granted he’d gotten himself a craft beer from the Tree House Brewing Company and I was handed a half-frozen Bud Light that I guessed had been stuc
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***There was a strange sort of irony to the fact that after weeks of feeling strange and sick, the first time I felt strong again was on my way to confront Blake. I thought the anxiety would make my nausea worse than ever, but to my surprise, there was no anxiety. Instead, there was a strange sort of power rushing through my veins as I walked into his building where he’d agreed to meet–with his lawyer–in one of the common rooms.After Liv left, I’d reviewed the media coverage of the incident. I was surprised by how much play it got, but it was a slow news week. Every statement I read made my blood boil. Liv had been right, Blake was playing the role of victim to the hilt, and Aiden wasn’t doing a damn thing to counter. It wasn’t like him.The sight of Blake made my fingers curl into reflexive fists. His big hands were flat on the table as if to show he was innocent, but I remembered them wrapped around my wrist, the dizzying blur of the carpet pattern passing underneath my reluctant
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“I already love it,” I said, letting the tears slip down. “And if he doesn’t, I might hate him for it.”She nodded understandingly. Somehow, she found my hand through the pile of blankets and squeezed it reassuringly. “But then you’ll get over it because you’ll have a baby to raise.”I wasn’t so sure that was possible. I’d never loved anyone like I loved Aiden. It was all consuming, all encompassing. I’dhadto cut off communication, or I wouldn’t have been able to think.“Do you know what he’s going through right now?” Liv asked tentatively. “I mean, are you following the story at all?”I blinked at her. “The story?”She nodded. “It’s a minor league scandal. Blake is saying that Aiden attacked him because you came onto him.”I struggled to wrap my mind around this. Then, as it hit, I struggled up into a sitting position. “Wait. You’re telling me that even though Blake dragged me into an empty room and tried to assault me,Aidenis coming off as the bad guy?”Liv nodded again. “That’s the
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LAYLAI spent the week in my childhood bed, staring at the ceiling. Cross Media’s HR had put me on a week-long leave of absence, and I was grateful. I kept my hands folded over my abdomen as though if I kept them there long enough, eventually I would believe there was a real baby in there. My baby. Aiden’s baby. Apparently, the three pink plus signs on the pregnancy tests I still had lined up on my bathroom sink weren’t enough proof.Even if my brain wouldn’t accept it though, my body wouldn’t let me forget. The sudden nausea and exhaustion made so much sense now, I didn’t know how I hadn’t seen it before. I suppose because I hadn’t wanted to. I’d fallen in love with Aiden before I had the chance to rationalize it. With Christian, I’d done my legwork. I’d gotten to know him. I’d ascertained that we both wanted roughly the same thing–to establish our careers, then have children. With Aiden, just like with this baby, my body had succumbed before my brain had a chance to catch up.As far
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“Yeah, I’m fucking sure. He attacked Layla.”Maureen was quiet, like she’d been waiting for me to confirm that. “Is she going to testify to that, if she has to?”“Of course she is.”My response was knee jerk, but beneath it, the pit was widening, deepening, darkening. I couldn’t see the bottom or feel the sides anymore. I was hollowing out.WouldLayla testify for me?HadI been mistaken? Why wasn’t she returning my calls? Where the hell was she?I went by her place at least once a day, but she was never there. At least, she never answered her door. I even slow crawled past Jack’s house, but there was no sign of her car. Then, on Friday night, six days after my world went to hell, it went away. Blake dropped the charges. He released a statement about it being a misunderstanding. He apologized to the unnamed woman who had been involved. He was going to work on himself and figure out how this could have happened.Astounded, I called Layla again. I was so sure that now this one thing had fal
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AIDENThe next week passed in a hellish blur. It was a series of worst-case scenarios, all linked together on one endless chain of torment.First, Jack bailing me out of jail, his jaw set and his eyes burning. I knew without having to ask that he knew. He didn’t say a damn thing about it though. He just nodded tersely at me as I walked toward him, holding the envelope they’d sealed my phone and wallet into. Then he turned on his heel, pushed through the precinct’s front door, and was gone by the time I got out to the sidewalk.I took a cab back to the hotel and wasn’t surprised to find that Layla had completely erased herself from the hotel room. There wasn’t a spare earring back to prove she’d ever been there. I looked around and felt the pit in my stomach deepen.The next link on the chain was the story that broke by that afternoon. It was centered around Blake, which made sense because he was the one with the most name recognition. What blew my fucking mind though was how sympathet
