A Very Christopher Christmas (A Death Dwellers MC Novella)

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she remained silent.  
    “Very much.”  
    “Then get back on your medicine. Don’t wait until Matilda is born. Call your doctor and start now.”  
    “I’m not me when I take them.”  
    “You are,” he insisted. “You’re just an altered version of yourself.”  
    “I don’t feel the same.”  
    “Ask for a change of meds. A lower dose. Something,” he said with desperation. “Neither of us can continue on like this.”  
    Her eyes widened before she dissolved into loud, gut-wrenching sobs.  
    Jumping from his seat, Johnnie rushed to her and knelt down, gathering her into his arms. “I didn’t mean I’d leave you or send you away.” Fuck, what did he mean? Because what, besides medication or separation, was the alternative? He threaded his fingers through her hair. “We’re in this together, gorgeous. ‘Til death do us part.”  
    She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly before pulling away and grabbing her cloth napkin to dab at her eyes and nose. “I always swore I’d never, ever be dependent on you like Meggie is with Outlaw.”  
    “Kendall, please leave Megan out of this. She has absolutely no bearing on our marriage.”  
    “As long as I take those nasty pills, I’m not me. I can’t focus to do discoveries or briefings or mediation or anything. I’m not me . I can’t win cases. Don’t you understand? My career is the only thing that gives me my own identity. A semblance of me.”  
    “You don’t think Megan has her own identity?” he snapped. “She does. She’s a co-partner in the home-healthcare business with Zoann. She does all the office work. Christopher didn’t make her do that. She chose to do it. But even if she was just his wife and the mother of his kids, that would be her goddamn identity. What’s so fucking hard to understand about that? You’re not Megan. You’re not better or worse than she is. You’re not above or below her. You’re you, Kendall. My wife. My children’s mother. The woman I love with everything in me. Attorney or housewife, you will still be you. Witty, educated, cultured, and unrepentant.”  
    “How do you see Meggie?” she whispered, everything else he’d said flying over her head but how he felt about Megan.  
    He absolutely couldn’t win where Christopher’s wife was concerned.  
    No one seemed to give a fuck that Megan had stopped talking to him. No one but him, that was. On the other hand, Kendall was over the fucking moon with satisfaction at the turn of events.  
    It didn’t matter how much he missed Megan as a friend. Nor did it matter that, to appease Kendall, he kept as much distance as possible when they had been on speaking terms. The only way he knew how to show Kendall she was the only woman for him was to be a jackass to Megan. He’d expected Megan to always automatically forgive him. This time, he’d miscalculated and lost her completely.  
    To compound matters, Kendall made a concerted effort to break his bond with Christopher. Yes, the man was a fucking dick to her, but, at times, she provoked him past his point of tolerance.  
    When Kendall allowed herself to get the help she needed, she understood all the dynamics. She wasn’t lost in unreasonableness.  
    “Does it matter how I see Christopher’s wife? She belongs to him and she hates my fucking guts.”  
    “Because she’s a spoiled little bitch.”  
    Fuck. “So are you,” he gritted before he stopped himself.  
    Gasping, she froze for the briefest moment before anger settled into her brown eyes and she slapped his face. She shot to her feet, toppling him over in her bid to escape.  
    Instead of allowing her freedom, Johnnie caught her hand and pulled her back to him.  
    “Let go of me,” she demanded as he stood. “You called me a bitch and I won’t stand for that.”  
    Not listening to her, he skimmed his lips over hers. “I didn’t call you any such thing.”  
    “You implied it and that’s just as

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