Her soft red hair looked frazzled under the fluorescent lighting, but her eyes were as beautiful and green as Alex’s, and she stared at me as if she were about to drop the biggest hammer of all time just to fuck with Alex on behalf of her dad. “I’m sure you’ve heard that we’re the horrible people in his life.”“He doesn’t speak much of any of you. I know about his grandfather, the amazing man who raised him.”“That man was the devil himself. The only reason he’d take a murderer on like Alex—”I felt a lump in my throat. “Murderer?” I croaked out.She smiled, and I could smell the liquor on her breath when she let out a laugh. “Oops. My bad,” she said. “That’s something I suppose he wouldn’t want anyone to know since that would be reason enough to ruin theGrayson family name.”I could hear the slur in her words, and I didn’t want to give this woman more than I already had.“Well, let me tell you about Alex,” she continued. “He killed his brother. That’s a hidden gem that no one wants
C H A P T E R T H I R T Y - S I XALEXhere was a very special place in hell for people like PaulO’Connor. There had to be. If I thought that he wouldn’tburn for what he did to me, from the abuse to making me believe I was the monster that killed his son, I’d lose my mind.I woke up drenched in sweat for a solid month since getting back from making the most significant mistake of my adult life—going to my mother’s funeral. Not only attending it but also bringing a woman I felt I loved around that family.Now, my mind was fucked into a million pieces. I’d been recalling the goddamn nightmarish memories of my past. I couldn’t help but wonder if my recollections were all the things Paul had put into my head since my brother died, or if they were what actually happened when I was a little boy?Who the hell knew? If all of this shit were true, that would mean that when I was six years old, I murdered my brother. The nightmares that I couldn’t discuss with anyone told me I was the one who
“Son of a bitch!” I wailed, unable to suck in a breath and pissed as fuck that I was stuck in some madhouse of emotions.It felt like my chest was being crushed, and I knew something was wrong. I needed to get help. I slipped on a hoodie and sweats and called for my neighbor to drive my ass to the hospital.My eyes were closed the entire ride, and I couldn’t tolerate Shirley’s voice for another second. I should’ve just fucking collapsed at home and let my father finally have his day in the sun where he was able to spit on my grave. At long last, the son he hated would be off the face of the earth like he intended with every punch to my face, kick to my stomach, and the rest of the torture he subjected me to when I was a kid.“We’re here, honey,” she said, running her hand over my sweaty forehead. “I’m running in ahead of you. I’ll kill you if you die on me, Alexander.”AFTER BEING RUSHED into the ER and having to call in Jim as my next of kin, I was given a heavy dose of medication fo
“It’s just child psychology coming full circle,” I looked at Jim. “Nothing I can’t deal with on my own.”“All while you’re losing the only girl you’ve ever loved and checking yourself into a hospital? Your full-circle idea sounds like a circle of bullshit to me.”“No kidding. When did we ever imagine Alex would come in here, begging me to cut him open and fix his ticker?” Jake added.“Yeah, that’s enough to make me believe something else is up,” Jim said. “Now, grab your shit. I’ll take you home,” he turned back to me as he and Jake went to leave the room, “and you’re going to come clean on whatever caused you to think you were having a coronary, Mr. O’Connor. I fucking knew you were Irish.”As Jim and Jake talked in softer voices, leaving me to grab my stuff and get the hell out of this ER room, I pulled on my clothes and tried my best to figure out how I’d deal with Jim. This wasn’t going to be an easy blow-off, but Jesus, I didn’t even know what the truth of my past was.“START TAL
“Why would Paul let me stay in that house with my sisters until I was a teenager? Or with his wife?” I pulled my feet off the coffee table and rested my elbows on my knees. “If this is true, this makes me the monster he’s always said I am.”“Fuck that,” Jim’s voice was lethal. “I’m serious. You’re going to lose these irrational thoughts. Get some goddamn counseling and fix yourself. I’m not even falling for your line of bullshit, saying that this is all started because you were finally in a relationship where you opened yourself up. I don’t believe that’s the reason you’re having a full-blown emotional breakdown.”“Regardless of your opinion, I was a shallow asshole before her. I’d been raised to believe that I was incapable of giving or receiving love. I believed that until I met Breanne. Once I allowed myself to open up, that’s when the night terrors began coming on more frequently, and now they’re unbearable. I can’t live like this. If it means shutting it down and moving onwithou
C H A P T E R T H I R T Y - S E V E NBREEAfter a long-ass month of allowing Alex to pull back and pretty much determine I was out of the picture, I’d had enough of this dysfunctional relationship. If his response to what happened at that asinine funeral was to push away the one person who he claimed to love, well, I had a problem with that. I wasn’t raised to be treated like shit or brushed off by anyone, especially a man who believed it was okay to string me along with excuses.Now, here I was with his cat—which I gladly adopted because Alex seemed like he was in a pretty dark place, and no animal deserved to be around someone who was spun out and behaving like the biggest dick I’d ever met. Even at the office, Alex Grayson was a bonified shithead in a suit all over again, and I dealt with the fallout of him going off on everyone who made even the slightest error. It was all bullshit.Throughout the month of him blowing me off, I only saw him in passing at work. The honeymoon was
“I’m glad I could be there for you during a hard time, but it’s over, Bree. Accept it and move on. I’m going to London. I need to address issues there, and if you want to meet up with Theo again, do it when I’m not there.”“What the fuck happened, Alex? Jesus Christ, please fucking tell me. You mentally checked out after that funeral.”“Goddammit, I’m not reliving that day and especially with you,” he said. “Move the fuck on. How hard is that to understand? I’m not the man you want or need.” He turned back to me. “They refer to relationships like this—where people like you try to fix a man like me—as toxic.”“No shit?” I mocked him. “But I was never trying to fix you.” I rose, pissed and heartbroken. “I was trying to be there for you.”“I don’t need anyone in this hellish world of mine to be there for me,” he said. “I’m sorry I pulled you in like this. I’m sorry I wasn’t smart enough to end it before it began, but maybe that’s the bastard in me I tried to warn you about. I selfishly l
“It’s most likely Jake or Collin,” Cass said while she swiped polish over her toenail. “I swear, I don’t know how you girls deal with your husbands’ pranks.”I left the girls with their margaritas and bounded up the steps to answer my door. I also figured that Ash and Elena’s husbands most likely came over to give us grief because they rarely missed an opportunity to do so.To my utter shock, when I swung open my front door, I saw my Aunt Blaire. I had to take a step back, wondering if Max were standing behind her, showing up to laugh in my face about my newly failed relationship.“Blaire?” I questioned as the laughter of the girls died down behind me.“You used to call me aunt,” she said with an arch of her perfectly shaped eyebrow. “I still haven’t figured out why you stopped.”“Family members are referred to by family names. Family members don’t take the side of the man who cheated on you, so if you ask me, you lost the familial title all on your own.” “May I come in?” she responde
I walked out to the comfortable waiting area, and Jim was the first to stand when he saw my approach. “We heard mommy and babies are healthy?”“A new and very handsome dad didn’t pass out?” I heard Jane as she walked up to me, smiles worn all around the room while the children were occupied in the learning and games corner of the room.“Jane, I’m happy as hell that you’re here,” I said as she stepped back and smiled up at me.“Well,” she patted my cheek, “I’ve heard you’re doing well from my sister-in-law. I texted Bree and congratulated her on your nuptials since your response was some BS thumbs-up emoji.”“I am.” I grinned at how well my sister appeared. Her blonde, curly hair was loose around her shoulders, and she was dressed casually. She didn’thave her usual stiff military look. “I’m happy you’re here.”She jabbed me in my side. “You better be. Now, let’s go,” she said.“Give us a second,” I smiled at the group as Jane walked in to meet Breanne and our children for the first ti
WITH ALL OF Breanne’s hard work, she safely delivered our sons. Both boys were instantly rushed to their warmers after I cut their umbilical cords, and just as Dr. Allen suggested, Bree’s thirty-eight-week pregnancy could likely deliver two healthy baby boys. He was right.Both babies passing the APGAR score made me exhale in relief at our two beautiful sons, who were now crying loudly for their mother. The group had all texted that they’d wait outside when Bree’s contractions were more brutal, and it was only Cameron who had the balls to peek around the curtain to check on her before heading into surgery.The nurses quickly wrapped both sets of dark-haired boys in their burrito-style blanket and handed them to Breanne after I walked to my wife. I kissed her on her forehead, her tired eyes peering up at me and her beautiful, dimpled smile lighting up the entire room.“You did so well, baby,” I kissed her forehead. “Our sons are healthy and on their way to you.”I watched, mesmerized,
“Yes. Fuck me hard.” She walked over to a wall in the living room, sighed in annoyance, and spread her legs.“I have to admit, everything you just demanded of me can be a man’s dream come true. However, this isn’t exactly romantic.”“Fuck romance, Alex,” she snapped into that gear again. “The romance is dead right now, and you’re going to be dead if you don’t get over here and help me get this going.”“Well, the doc said it was the sperm that triggered the pregnancy, so why don’t we do this where it’s a tiny bit more comfortable for you?” “For me?” she turned back, and evil-Bree was in full swing. “Comfortable? I can’t sleep—I don’t even remember the last time I slept. I’m hotter than hell all of the fucking time, I fart when I least expect it to happen, my indigestion is killing me from all those tacos I can’t stop eating, and as if all of that isn’t bad enough, I pee myself when I laugh, cough, or sneeze. So, I ask you,” she flashed her most challenging expression, “why would I give
“There is an upside for Alex in all of this,” Nat said as the girls all grabbed their slender bouquets of lilies. “There shall be no periods throughout the entire honeymoon, and of course, I hear that as time goes on, you get hornier, so the first six months of your marriage should be fantastic. All thanks to you getting knocked up right before your wedding.”I exhaled, feeling the nerves now. “Let’s worry about getting through this day. My aunt has been faithfully attending that wedding book, and I’m going to dodge her. I can’t cry.”“Ha,” Elena chuckled. “Good luck with that. In addition to what Nat said, your hormones can kick in at random intervals, and you could be the blubbering bride up there with Alex today.”I eyed all of my bridesmaids as they chuckled. “Aren’t you guys supposed to be my support crew or whatever it is that bridesmaids do on the wedding day?”“We support you telling Alex when you’re standing in front of that priest,” Cass teased.“All right,” the door flung o
I was not the bridezilla Nat was sure I’d be. Instead, I was going with the flow, filled with gratitude that I was about to become Alex’s wife officially. After the wedding, he and I were set to travel on the yacht he and Jim jointly owned—Maiden Stone, the one he’d named after me. He was incredibly proud of himself for naming the ship now because he said it represented our relationship—Made in Stone. The only thing we needed to do now was get to the boat after the wedding, which was anchored in the Sea of Cortez.Alex still held an iron fist at work and with our employees, but this softer side of him led him down some silly romantic roads, so much so that I teased him that if our marriage was made in stone, he should probably take my last name and not the other way around.“You look so goddamn beautiful,” Nat said, walking into the room where I was dressed and fully prepared to walk down that aisle and become Alex’s wife. “You’re never going to believe what that gorgeous young doctor
“It counts for something, right?” he asked. “But I can watch our movie with you a hundred times, Dorothy, with my new heart you’ve insisted the wizard give me. I will gladly watch that movie with you.” He kissed my ring finger. “But only if you put my outward expression of love on your finger.”I sniffed as I started to cry, officially caught up in the moment with the man I loved more than anything, and I felt more solid about marrying him than I felt about anything else in this world.Alex returned to bended knee in front of me. “I humbly ask you to marry me or at least start over and date me until the day comes that you feel confident enough to become my wife.”“What if I told you that I felt confident enough that I would marry you now if I could?” I knelt in front of him.“Well, that would put us all back on the plane and off to Vegas as your birthday evening stop, doing that Titanic experience,” he looked back atAvery’s grin, as she leaned into Jim’s side, “and Elvis handling our
“What the hell are you two doing?” Alex said when he turned, and I laughed softly with the rest of the women who’d found the two men’s humor just as entertaining.“Well, I’m humming the tune for Coll to sing on key,” Jake said, acting extremely serious. “Trust me. It takes a lot to keep Collin at that angelic level. And of all the songs he has to sing, it’s got to be Celine Dion’s song —the one we had to hear when we were forced to sit through the movie so we could learn more about the ship.”“I never told you idiots to watch a movie about this ship,” Alex answered in confusion. “What movie?” He glanced between the two men.“Titanic. Kate Winslet?” Collin stopped singing and answered. “Elena told me that you insisted we watch that three-hour movie.” He looked around Alex and at me. “Speaking of which, I now will add my expert opinion. Leonardo DiCaprio’s character was an absolute idiot, and that’s why he didn’t make it.”“Really? We’re doing this?” Alex said. I could hear him trying t
“Whether she knew they were stealing from her or not,” Alex said.I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard his voice as he finished speaking for Cass. I turned back and stared at his brilliant smile and his lighter expression, looking more handsome than I remembered.“You’re here?” I said, confused and in utter shock that Alex was here and joined by his closest friends.“Well,” he held up a boarding pass and pulled his sunglasses off to read the pass, “according to this, I’m not.”Did he go through this attraction too? Wait, this was Alex’s idea. All of it, and my girlfriends did well in acting like it was theirs.I smiled. “Third class passenger and didn’t get a boat?” I tried to guess.His eyes locked with mine. “No boat and my passenger gave up his life jacket. He was reported to be preaching to the ones who were going down with the ship.” He read the information with a broad grin.“Preaching?” I cocked my head to the side. “What passenger were you who selflessly gave up your li
“We’ll be sure to do that,” Cass said. “Go lay down and sleep this off because when we land, we’re going directly to the attraction we set up for Bree. The rules were to drink, but don’t get drunk, and now look at you?”“God,” Nat rubbed her forehead and meandered through the leather seating where we were in, “you owe me for this, Bree.” She turned back to me. “Trust me, flying to an attraction in Missouri was not my idea of a thirty-something birthday party.”“No,” I smiled, “I know exactly what your plans would’ve been. I’m glad we’re going to Missouri instead.”“Wake me when the wheels are safely on the ground, please,” Nat said.WE’D CONSUMED plenty of food and water to soak up the cocktails we’d enjoyed on our luxurious flight, and after the plane landed in Springfield, Missouri, we loaded up into a party limo that was waiting for us. I should have been drawn to the party lights of this massive SUV, but instead, seeing the lime green grass and how beautiful the countryside was in