and I would have pursued her except my lifelong best friend, Mad Dog, has loved her for just as long, and she’s head over heels for him, not me.
I’ll only ever be her best friend, which is a mantle I only took when Mad Dog vacated it when he made her his woman.
My feelings for her are my closest-held secret. A secret I’ll take to my grave. I hope.
Finally pulling my eyes away from her, I notice that she’s staring at me, close to tears again.
“What’s wrong, Princess?” I ask.
Her rose-pink bottom lip trembles as she answers. “Mik isn’t speaking to me. I don’t know what to do. I don’t think we’re going to get through what happened this time. Not with Dad stirring trouble, and Brendan still out there.”
I’d be lying to myself if I said my heart didn’t jump with joy at her words. I could turn this situation in my favor quite easily, but my conscience wouldn’t shut the fuck up if I did.
Mad Dog and Maddi are perfect for each other, and as much as I want her, I won’t take her using underhanded tactics. If they split on their own terms, then she becomes fair game, but not until then.
“He’s just pissed at what went down with Benji. He’ll get over it. You two’ll be all right. I promise. And don’t you worry about Beast. Mad Dog and I’ll deal with him.”
The words taste like acid on their way out of my mouth, but they’re the truth so I force myself to say them.
Pulling her tighter into my chest, I rock her until the silent tears stop.
Once she has herself under control, she moves from my lap into the chair next me.
My arms feel empty without her.
“So, Lucas , what’s the deal with you and the beautiful doctor?” she pries with a big grin.
The grin is fake—her way of letting me know she doesn’t want to talk about her problems anymore.
“I told you. We fucked, and then we argued.” She nods. “Well, we finally spoke about it just before you arrived. She says we can’t see where it will go because her fucking daddy won’t approve.”
I stress the word “daddy” and Maddi wrinkles her nose. She’s only twenty-three, but even she doesn’t call Beast “daddy” anymore. She stopped that shit when she was about twelve, like a normal girl.
“She really said that?”
“Yep.”
“That sucks. You two looked really good together when I barged in. Although, I did think she was about to hit you, so you should be thanking me, since I saved you from a beating.” She sticks out her tongue at me when I roll my eyes at her. It’s Maddi’s signature response to all of us, but she dislikes being on the receiving end of it. “In all seriousness, I’m so sorry that I interrupted. I didn’t know who else to turn to. I hope you two work it out.”
I shrug off her apology, telling her with heat, “I don’t care what I’m doing, or where I am. If you need me, you come to me. You hear?”
“I hear ya, Timber.”
“Good. Don’t ever forget it.”
Our conversation is brought to an end when Beast, Mad Dog, and the rest of Maddi’s brothers arrive. Their noisy conversations fill the room, but I don’t engage with them, choosing to sit in my chair and mull over my argument with JJ and Maddi’s thoughts about it.
I’m at a loss. I don’t have a clue what to do with JJ.
It’s been a few days, but I already know that I like her. And when we’re not arguing, we get along pretty well. She’s beautiful—in a less obvious way to Maddi—but definitely beautiful in her own right. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about her since we fucked, and that’s unusual for me.
For the last few years, I haven’t been able to see any woman other than Maddi.
Is a woman whose hell bent on running from whatever’s starting between us worth chasing after? And is it fair to pursue her when I’d jump at a chance with Maddi, if she and Mad Dog do end up breaking up?
JJ
Present Day
A fter reading Lucas’s curt reply to my text, I burst into tears.
I’m not normally