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The thought of losing her again made me angry. I still didn’t know what would happen next. Was she going to leave town again? Didn’t she have a whole life somewhere else? What would she do when her mother died?

A part of me wanted to march to the hospital and pay the doctors there, threaten them if I had to—do anything to force them to keep the woman alive for as long as possible.

That was ridiculous.

“Okay,” I replied. “I have to meet up with Colin.”

She nodded and I got off the bed.

Her eyes grew wider and hungry when she saw my cock. It was hard for her. I dreamt about her all night. But I put on my pants. We had a full day ahead of us, and as much as I wished I could stay locked up in this room with her all day—that wasn’t going to happen.

We both had shit to do.

“Well, I hope you have a good day. A productive day,” she said.

I pulled her in my arms and kissed her hard. She was breathless by the time she was able to get away from me. Her lips looked swollen and delicious. Her hair got tousled again.

I felt an urge to declare she belonged to me.

But I knew she didn’t. Neither of us knew what we were doing here.

“I hope your mother’s feeling okay,” I said before she left, and I meant it.

Just minutes after Leah left the apartment, there was a knock on my door. I’d just managed to put on the rest of my clothes.

I thought she’d come back for a quickie—that’s what was on my mind. A quickie with Leah was always on my mind.

When I opened the door, my brother Colin stood on the other side with his hands shoved into his pockets and his eyebrows furrowed.

“I thought I was meeting you at the office,” I groaned. He walked in past me.

“You’re late. And I’m glad I came over because I would’ve missed Leah Michaels running out of your apartment building.”

He went straight for the coffee machine in my kitchen and I followed him.

Fuck.

This wasn’t good.

This was exactly what I tried to avoid.

I didn’t want anyone from the family seeing her with me. I didn’t even want them finding out she was in town.

My brothers knew how fucked up I got when Leah disappeared. They thought she was a bitch for leaving like that. I was sure they would have wanted to make her pay for doing what she did. She had disrespected a Doherty brother and that shit didn’t go down well in these parts.

“Yeah, okay, lucky you,” I mumbled, grabbing a big bowl of Cheerios.

Colin watched me carefully, probably trying to figure out what went through my head.

“Are you going to tell me what she was doing here?”

“What do you think?”

“She’s back in town and the first thing you do is bang her?”

I shrugged. “For old time’s sake.”

“You kidding me?” Colin snapped. “That girl deserted you.”

“She left because she wanted to. I wasn’t going to hold her against her will.”

“What, she had somewhere else to be?”

I could see my brother wasn’t pleased. I didn’t blame him. If some chick did to Colin or any of my brothers what Leah did to me, I’d be fucking pissed off too.

But he didn’t know her like I did. He didn’t know the kind of hold she had on me. I tried to hide it from my family as best as I could.

“It’s in the past. It was five years ago. You guys should get over it. I have.” I tried to be casual about it.

Colin made a coffee and sat down at the table with me.

“So you're back together?”

I ate my cereal and leaned back in the chair.

“We’re back fucking, yeah. That’s all I want from her,” I lied.

The truth was, I didn’t know what I wanted from her. I didn’t know what she had to offer.

Even though Colin seemed a little suspicious, he decided to keep his nose out of my business. At least for now. I was grateful for that.

“I just hope you know what you’re doing.”

“She’s just a chick, man. It’s not a big deal,” I replied.

I hated lying to my brother, but right now—I didn’t have a fucking choice.

I spent the rest of the day overseeing the progress at a construction site with Colin and Killian. Thankfully, Colin didn’t mention Leah again in front of Killian.

My mind raced with the decision I knew I had to make. I would have to make it fast before someone else saw her around town. Worse—if someone saw her with the guy from the Baron family.

If any of my brothers or my father found out—she would be put on a hit list. There was no way she’d be spared. Nobody in my family trusted her after her past behavior. She didn’t exactly have a track record for being loyal, and I knew how bad it looked to be seen talking to a Baron guy.