My brother's voice was the thing that drew us apart. But it was Wicked who reacted first. Pulling me into his side he half stepped in front of me as he turned towards Ruin standing in the doorway.
“Ruin.”
“Answer the damn question Wicked are you fucking my sister?” My brother’s voice was rising.
“I’m not fucking your sister Ruin.” Wicked pulled me in even closer. Like he was afraid Ruin would hurt me. “Well I am but it’s not just sex. Your first question wasn’t was I fucking her, it was if I was in love with her.” I felt his lips on the top of my head. “And I am. Totally fucking head over heels for her.”
Tears sprung up in my eyes.
He loved me.
Ruin didn’t say a word. Instead, he turned in his heel and headed out the door. Next to me, I heard Wicked sigh. “Stay inside.” Tilting my chin up he caught my lips with his. “Stay in here Chelsea. Promise me?”
“I promise.” I didn’t like the way this was going. I didn’t like it one bit. “Where are you going?”
Another small kiss and then Wicked stepped away. “I’m going to have this out with your brother. Man to man.”
***
“Does anyone want to tell me why my brother is letting Ruin punch him in the face?” Truth bent at the hip to kiss Cali’s upturned face but when he straightened his eyes locked on mine. “You have something to do with this?”
I could tell by his tone that he already knew I did.
So I didn’t bother to answer him. I couldn’t get my mind off the fact he had said they were outside punching each other.
That was the last thing I wanted. They were the two most important men in my life. I didn’t want them hurting each other.
“Sit the fuck down Chelsea.”
Never in all the years, I had known him had Truth ever spoke to me like that.
“Truth…” Cali sounded just as shocked as I was.
“No Cali, I don’t know what the hell this is. But if she is thinking about getting rid of my brothers baby without even consulting him then we have a serious problem.”
Groaning I shook my head. Why was ever one under the impression that I was having a kid? The thought was preposterous and the idea that I would terminate the pregnancy without even telling Wicked was even more so.
“Jesus how many time do I need to tell everyone that I’m not pregnant.” I almost screamed it. “I am not and have never been pregnant… me and Wicked.” My eyes shot open.
I don’t know how I had forgotten her. She was standing by the window looking out at the street. It didn’t look like she was crying but at the same time, she didn’t look happy.
I couldn’t blame Melody for that. I had been so overwhelmed by hearing Wicked say he loved me that I had forgotten his girlfriend was sitting with us.
What was she thinking?
I didn’t mean to hurt her. That was never my intention.
“Melody?” I called her name softly. “Shit.”
Slowly she turned. “It’s ok Chelsea. I’ve always known he’s in love with you. I knew before he did I think.” She shook her head. “Don’t worry about me love. I’ll be fine, I don’t blame either of you for following your hearts. It’s just going to make things complicated with my dad.” She gave a nervous laugh.
“Why would it be complicated with your dad?” I couldn’t help asking.
“Because Melody is gay.” Wicked’s arms slid around my waist from the back. “And her dad wouldn’t agree with her life choices. I need her dad’s backing to keep this club safe and she needed me to help keep up the ruse.”
It suddenly all made sense. “You’re gay?”
Melody laughed. “Oh lovey, I am much more interested in you than Wicked.”