Wanting Reed (Break Me) BOOK 2

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is coming together. I have to say I’m a pretty lucky girl to have so many people willing to help me, I think to myself as I put the last of my glasses inside the kitchen cabinet and turn to unpack my plates.
    “Are you all set, hon?” my dad asks as he puts down the box containing my stereo equipment in the living room.
    I look up and stop unpacking, thankful for the reprieve. Straightening up, I smile at Dad from across the room. It was great spending the afternoon with him. I think he enjoyed it more than Jace and me. I loved watching Jace and him chat as if the pain of all the lost years never existed. Jace said things in the past about our dad out of anger, but seeing them today was what I needed. Actions definitely speak louder than words. I want my brother to be happy, too. Dad reaching out first is what Jace wanted to see. He was too proud to do it on his own, and after what Mom went through because of our dad, I can understand why he did it.
    “Think so?” I ask, looking around the empty apartment. Everyone has taken a break outside on the porch.
    “My little girl...” He stops and his eyes twinkle as he walks toward me. “I’m so proud of you for taking this step. With everything this family has gone through, you’re stronger than I thought. ” He says full of pride.
    “I’ve needed to do this for a long time, Dad.” I sigh. “Unfortunately, something bad had to happen for me to do it, to make this decision.”
    “Well, maybe instead of thinking what happened as negative, think that it brought you here, possibly to a better place.”
    “Yes,” I breathe in deeply. “This does feel right.” I felt that way with Reed. Maybe I’m not lucky in love. Maybe I just need to focus on my life and me. Pave a path that’s perfect for me and push all the pain of my past behind me.
    “So, how is your mom?” he asks as he checks the locks on the doors.
    “Fine.”
    “Really?” He turns to me with concern written all over his face. “She didn’t seem like herself.”
    “It could be the fact that I don’t live at home anymore.”
    “Yes,” he scratches his head nervously before he speaks, “I still care for your mother. I hate what happened to our family and what I did to her. Sometimes I wish I stuck it out with her instead of thinking the grass was greener on the other side with someone else. I was selfish.”
    “Why didn’t you try harder?” I ask softly.
    “I don’t know. It happens. We were in different places, and I wasn’t happy.” He reveals with regret in his eyes.
    “Are you happy now?”
    Taking me in his arms, he says, “I’m happy seeing you and Jace doing well. I intend to be a bigger part of your lives now. I’ll come running like I should have been.” He pulls me away and looks into my eyes. “That is, if you want me.”
    “Of course,” I whisper, feeling his warm arms pull me in once again.
    “Good. Because the three of us are going to make up for lost time. It’s something I should have been doing all along.”
    “Starting with the beach?” I breathe, sensing my life coming full circle as if the hole that was created ten years ago is finally closing and repairing itself. Baby steps.
    “Yep, the beach,” he murmurs.
     

     
    “Thanks, guys, for moving me in,” I say as I grab some vanilla ice cream for the apple pie that I promised everyone.
    “You need help with that?” Cane asks, standing in front of me as he puts on his T-shirt.
    “The serving or the consumption of it?” I laugh.
    “I prefer ingesting this delicious dessert, but if you need me for anything else, I’m here,” he smiles sincerely as our eyes lock, our gazes holding for a few painful seconds.
    There are a million meanings behind his words. One of the last conversations we had before we broke up was of us moving in together, which is probably exactly what he is thinking as he glances around the apartment and back at me with a hurtful expression.
    I cut him a slice of pie and slide it

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