I watch as the sun comes up and starts to lighten the sky, but my mind is a million lightyears away. My stomach makes a noise, one I’ve gotten used to over the past several days because I haven’t eaten hardly anything. Just the thought of food makes me want to vomit.
Sighing, I figure a cup of coffee wouldn’t hurt. I get up and make my way out of my office, down the hall, and into the kitchen. I halt my steps in the doorway, my heart aching at the sight in front of me.
Theo standing there in nothing but a pair of sweatpants, his hair looking a mess, and Gillian smiling up at him with her hand pressing into his chest. Worse, she’s wearing only a small form-fitting black silk gown that barely covers her ass.
The sight of them standing so intimately burns itself in my mind, and I’m left feeling sicker than ever before. Covering my mouth, I spin on my heel and dart out of the room, hoping neither of them saw me.
I rush back to my office, silently close the door behind me, and press my back to it. I let out a shuddered breath. Questions scream in my head, none of them I have answers to.
Did he?
Why was he?
I can’t even finish the thought.
Tears spill down my cheeks, and I slink down on the floor. I pull my legs up and wrap myself into a ball, allowing myself to cry where no one else can see the tears spilling down either side of my face.
What do I do now?
Confront him?
Will he tell me the truth?
With the way he’s been avoiding me, I’m not so sure.
Sighing heavily, I crawl the short distance to my chaise and curl into a ball on my side. The tears continue slipping down my cheeks as I lay there with my eyes closed. A pain like no other ricochets throughout my heart—ripping it to shreds.
“When Leo called me, I just knew it was the chance for us to be together again.” Gillian’s words ring through my head once more.
“Just because Leo asked you to come here does not mean in any way that we’ll be together. Now or ever again. Stay the fuck away from me unless it’s to do with work.” Theo’s comment a week ago circles around in my head alongside Gillian’s.
Why would he say that to her and then allow her to touch him the way she did? Was he lying just to make me feel better?
My breath hitches, and I can’t stop the tears from falling faster. Those words continue to follow me into the depths of my darkened sleep, making sure even my dreams know nothing is right in my life. It’s become a nightmare once again.
ChapterFour
THEO
Waking up, I glance over at the alarm clock on the side of the bed and cringe at the time. I’ve only been asleep for a handful of hours. I slide a hand across the bed and find it cold to the touch.
What the fuck?
Where the hell is Blake?
Flinging the covers to the side, I stumble out of bed, still half asleep. I find a pair of sweatpants and slip them on, leaving them hanging low on my hips. Leaving the bedroom, I go in search of her. I’m surprised when neither Blue nor Tink follow behind me. Then I remember Christian had them last night. Swear the man is attempting to take my dogs from Blake and me, but I get he’s got a soft spot for the animals. Shaking my head, I go in search of my woman.
Over the past week, I know I’ve been a dick avoiding her, but I’ve been working on getting this job done. I want Gillian out of Blake’s space as quickly as I possibly can. She’s a pain in my ass and nothing but a whore.
Last night, I’d met with Leo because Gillian has been in my face more than ever, and she fucking crossed the line. I might be ruthless, but I don’t touch women. I want her out. Leo and I spoke about it, and he’s agreed. However, he asked that I give him two weeks and explained our rat is starting to make moves. After so long, we’ll hopefully smell him out.
Because of this, I didn’t protest. By getting the rat out of the way, Blake and Mia will both be safe. I still kick myself for what happened to Mia. Because of my not getting to her in time, she now bears the scar on her face from that day. Thanks to Reaper and Angel, the Prez and VP of the Satan’s Keepers MC, for giving her a purpose. I don’t think she’d have overcome what she’s been through. They gave her a job managing one of their clubs that’s closer to Dallas, and Mia loves it.
The job might be closer to Dallas, but Mia still ended up moving forty minutes away from Leo and us. This movesucks, but all the same, her protection detail is heavy. We’re not taking chances with her life.
The same goes for Blake.
They both have been through enough. Mia more than anyone, but her story ain’t mine to think about. Only when she’s ready will the real truth come out. I don’t even think Leo knows everything.