Read Online Siren in Bloom [Texas Sirens 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Sophie Oak - Free Book Online

he’d really looked at Wolf.
    Fuck it all. His brother was lonely, and Leo hadn’t exactly welcomed him home.
    “Uhm, is this part of the therapy? Like the quiet game?”
    And he’d nearly forgotten Logan Green was sitting across from him. He was losing it. He turned to the young man in front of him. Logan Green, according to his file, was twenty-four years old. His eyes made him look older. Older. Leo was five years older than Wolf. Maybe she liked younger men. Now that he thought about it, Wolf was really closer to her age.
    Logan shifted and cleared his throat.
    Damn it . He had to get his head in the game and off the way Shelley had stared at his brother’s chest. “Why are you here?”
    Logan’s eyes rolled, the fallback gesture of the young and sarcastic. “Uh, because I’m twenty shades of fucked up and everyone’s sick of dealing with my shit.”
    Leo sat forward. He wouldn’t take a ton of crap off of anyone. He stared at the young man, letting the silence go for just a little longer than was comfortable. He tried to put Shelley out of his mind. After all, he would have to deal with her tonight. When she walked into The Club. With his brother. “It’s plain to see that you’re fucked up. I was referring to the inciting incident. I take it you’ve been going downhill for a while. You’ve been in how many bar fights in the last year?”
    “A couple,” he muttered.
    Logan obviously wasn’t going to just admit to his problems. Well, it had been a while since he’d had a real challenge. “According to a man named Nathan Wright, I believe he’s the sheriff you work for, it’s more like five. And one of them caused serious damage to the bar. Almost ten thousand dollars’ worth.”
    “I paid for that,” he said, sitting up and pointing as though he’d been accused of something.
    Leo wasn’t accusing, simply stating the facts. It was best to get everything out on the table, but it did bring up an interesting point, one many of Logan’s friends had voiced concern about. When Leo had talked to a few of the people worried for the young man, they had wondered about the incident. “Did you? How does a sheriff’s deputy come up with ten grand?”
    His eyes slid away. “I have a friend. He fronted me the cash.”
    And Leo could plainly see Logan didn’t like that, but Leo bought that the kid was telling the truth. “But that was months ago. You didn’t seek help then. You continued on your way. What brought you in today?”
    Logan’s arms crossed over his massive chest.
    Minutes went by. Leo simply sat and waited. There was no use in pushing a patient to say something he wasn’t ready to say. Besides, he’d discovered long ago that silence bothered most people. They were willing to fill the void with anything, even what they didn’t want to admit.
    Of course, the silence was bugging his ass now because every second that Logan didn’t speak had him going over and over what had happened between Shelley and Wolf.
    Had she gone completely insane? Wolf wasn’t that attractive. He was fine, Leo was sure. But it wasn’t like he himself was chopped liver. He worked out. Probably way harder than Wolf. Wolf looked like he’d lifted one too many weights. Who the hell was that muscular?
    Flexible. Leo was flexible. In many ways. Well, not many now that he thought about it. Physically he was deeply flexible, but god, his life had become one rigid regime of working out, working, and walking the dungeon halls at night, never really joining in. He’d given up on meditation. Meditation merely brought about images of Shelley McNamara Hughes and her beautiful face laughing up at him as he took her hand.
    Fuck . When was the kid going to break?
    “I shot someone.”
    Thank god. Leo could get back to someone else’s tortured soul. “Are you talking about the incident at the Movie Motel?”
    Logan nodded shortly. “Yeah.”
    Interesting. Logan’s face was blank, but guilt seemed to hang on him like a cloud.