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sinking—everything sinking. His heart down
to his knees, any hopes he had of fighting for her.
    This fucker was about to screw everything up.
    No, you did that.
    But if the bastard had lied…
    “I think we had an unexpected audience last night, sugar,” Lou
said.
    Lacey stiffened.
    Brogan clenched his jaw and waited for the shock, the horror
to come across her face.
    She just continued to stare at her lover. “Excuse me?”
    Lou grimaced. “The door to my office doesn’t always shut
well. After you headed back up to the bar, I got a call from Dugger. Turns out
somebody was in the back hall near my office.” He flicked Brogan a look. “It’s
your boy, there.”
    Now Lacey looked at him. Vivid green eyes narrowed on
his face. “Damn, Brogan. I know you’ve got your kinks, but watching me have
sex, since when did that get on the list?”
    “I didn’t go there to watch you have sex,” he bit off. “I
went to talk to you.”
    “So why didn’t you?”
    “Because by the time I found you, you were too busy with
that jackass,” he snarled. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t trying to… Shit, Lacey.” Unable
to even figure out what he wanted to say, what he needed to say, he turned
away. He needed to level out before he could have this conversation. “Can I
call you later?”
    “I don’t see why you should bother,” Lacey said quietly.
    “Because we need to talk.” Turning back to her, he focused
on her face. Seeing her soothed that raw, ragged ache inside him but at the
same time, it just made it worse because he realized he wasn’t going to be able
to get her back, not as he’d hoped.
    He was just now realizing how much he’d needed to get her
back.
    He thought he cared about her?
    It was so much more than that and he hadn’t even seen it.
    This was an ache inside him, one that kept him awake at
night, that lived within him constantly.
    She was still standing next to Lou but now she reached up,
stroked the hand resting on one shoulder. Then she eased away, coming to stand
a few inches away from him. So close that he could smell the soft scent of her
skin, close enough that he could see the freckles on her nose. Close enough
that he could just lean in and their lips would touch.
    Yet miles stood between them.
    “Why?” Lacey’s eyes were sad. “What’s there to talk about? You
keep me on the outside, Brogan, and no matter how much I tell you that I want
in, you won’t listen. I tell you what I need, what I want, and you pat me on
the head like I’m a child. You only share the bits and pieces of yourself that
you think I can handle. You won’t let me have you.”
    She shook her head. “I’m done with that.”
    “Lacey…damn it.”
    “No.” Tears glinted in her eyes but she blinked them away. “This
has been coming for a long time and what happened at Tracks that night was the
last straw. You want me on your terms…and I guess part of me can understand
that. But your terms aren’t fair. You want the me you think you know. And
that woman isn’t me . Here are my terms. You take all of me, however
you want me, and give me all of you. But you won’t do that. So this isn’t
happening.”
    All of me… That echoed through him. All of
Lacey. However he wanted her. Possessiveness, need, the emotions that hit him,
so deep and fast, it was more than he could analyze.
    Especially considering she had turned away.
    Especially considering the little bit she’d added on… Give
me all of you…
    I can’t do that— Terror gripped him. He couldn’t do
that—couldn’t.
    Then he watched as she went back to the other man’s side. Stopped,
rested a hand against his chest.
    They spoke but he couldn’t hear a word they were saying over
the roaring in his ears. All he could see was her turning her back on him. Walking
away. Just as he’d turned his back on her a dozen times.
    Give me all of you.
    I can’t do that ,he thought again.
    Lacey was leaving the room now. Walking away from him. For
good.
    If he