couch surrounded by yet more questions and unsure whether to feel grateful or downright mortified. However, there was one thing I knew without a shadow of doubt: I felt totally naïve.
Laurie’s subsequent words were a supplicant gathering in the ringing of my ears. “Kady, please say something.”
“Say something? What do you want me to say?” an incredulous snort cloaked my words, sending her gaze tumbling to her lap. “I don’t know whether to feel beyond grateful that you considered this day could ever happen and created that net for me or whether to feel utterly mortified because you could see it happening before I could.”
“We did it for you, darlin’.”
“Yeah,” I scoffed. “What else have you two been doing for me, huh?” I chanced a glance at the man to my left, his arms folded over his torso and broadcasting the look of unreserved guilt across his face. “I already know that you knew about what Liam and Liv were getting up to, what about you, Laur? Did you know that my best friend was fucking my partner for over a year and keeping it from me?”
“She didn’t know anything,” Walker interjected.
“A–and what do you mean, ‘a different account’? What account?”
How a sniffle can be shrouded by so much culpability I have no idea, but redirecting my focus to the man at my left, with his head hanging down and rocking back and forth on his bare feet, I found I already knew the answer.
“You?” I breathed. Too apprehensive about learning more truths, it took numerous second before I could even find the will to carry on speaking. “The night of the accident, you said you had money and we could get away so he’d never find us. Is that the money you were suggesting that we used?”
“Kady––” Usually, the tone in which my name fell from his lips, sounding like ‘Katy’, would have had me calmed instantly and a conversant warmth radiating through my heart. Nevertheless, I felt utterly betrayed and what’s more, embarrassed that all these people around me could see how flawed my life was when I refused to believe it and see it for myself, because I was too damn scared to.
“Shut it, Walker!” I pointed a berating finger at him. “I don’t want to hear it. I don’t want to hear anymore lies or truths for that matter. Understand? FUCK THIS !” I shouted, shunting myself from the edge of the sofa and making my way heavily down the hall, his insistent steps trailing behind me.
“Kady, please stop, let’s talk about thi––” his plea was terminated by the slamming of his bedroom door.
Chapter Four
Walker
“Kady….Kady, please––” My hand was closed into a tight fist, and I used the back of it to pummel the door with enough determination that she would know I wasn’t going to give up, but not enough to frighten her. “Darlin’, please just let me explain…”
Striking the door one last time, I let my silent worries fester in my gut, and my head dropped forward. I hoped that she would hear my frustrated sigh through the wood. If I knew it wouldn’t put the fear of God into her, I swear my fist would have been put through that barrier separating us in a heartbeat just to get to her, to hold her and explain.
“Walker?”
The surface of the door was hard and cold against my forehead as I rolled over it and looked down the hallway. Laurie was standing with her fingers wringing tightly against her stomach, an admission of guilt in her eyes. In all the years we had known each other, I had never been so fucking pissed off at her as I was right then. I mean for the love of God, I had only just gotten her back, Kady––my Kady––not the woman who would bow down, kiss the feet or stew in her own shit if that was what that bastard DeLaney fucking demanded. After all that time, finally, the ‘yes Mr. Liam, sir’ attitude was caving in––dissolving, and now she could be offered a life, a proper life, one without fear, without consequence and beatings. A
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