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Revealed by You(20)

By:Jo-Anna Walker


I looked up at her.

Her eyes warmed. “I know you don’t trust me but I promise you, I would never do anything to hurt you or Brett. Especially not now. No matter what anyone says, you both deserve to be happy.”

I frowned and opened my mouth to respond when she walked away. Confusion coursed through me. Well that was odd.

“Hey, lover.”

I smiled as a soft peck was placed on my neck. Inhaling deep, the scent of leather and man mixed with a hint of sex, invaded my nostrils. Although my body was sore, it tingled, ready for his attention. “Hi—”

“What the fuck—” Brett shot to his feet.

“Brett?” I placed a hand on his arm.

He cleared his throat, his jaw tensing.

I followed his gaze as a tall brunette glanced our way. Her blue eyes raked down Brett and if I didn’t know any better, I’d think she was checking him out.

“Who is she?” I asked, my stomach clenching.

He looked down at me and grabbed my hand. “Come with me.”

I frowned but followed him back to his office. “What’s wrong?” I asked after he closed the door behind me.

He scrubbed a hand down his face, his big body as tense as an elastic band ready to snap. He started pacing back and forth in front of me.

I walked up to him and placed my hands on his chest, stopping him. “Talk to—”

A soft knock sounded on the door before it slowly opened, revealing the woman from the bar. She was an older lady with wrinkles lining her face in a hard way. She looked like she had been to hell and back but her eyes…they were so blue, they were captivating.

My heart sunk. I had seen those eyes before. I looked up at Brett. “What’s going on?”

His jaw clenched. “What the fuck are you doing here?”

The woman sneered. “Now is that any way to speak to your mother?”

I gasped. My stomach tumbled as shock tore through me.

“My mother is dead,” he bit out.

The tension rolled off of him in waves, leaving me breathless. What the hell was going on?

The woman took a step towards me and held out her hand. “I’m Diane MacLean. Brett’s real mother.”





SIX

Holy. Shit.

Brett grabbed my arm and pulled me behind him. “Don’t you dare fucking touch her. Get out. Now.”

Diane bristled but held her stance. “I want to talk.”

“No!” he yelled. “Leave me the fuck alone. You’re dead to me.”

The woman crossed her arms under her chest and tilted her chin. “You will talk to me. You’ll have no choice, little boy. There are some things you should know. About Claire.”

“I don’t care.” His voice was calm, even and that made me more nervous than if he were to continue yelling and screaming at her. “I don’t care what either of you have to say. Get. The. Fuck. Out.”

The woman smirked. “You are definitely my kid.” At the moment, she turned and left, slamming the door shut behind her.

A breath left me on a whoosh and I quickly locked the door before turning back to Brett.

He shook his head. “Fuck me. Shit…I…Evvie.”

Our whole relationship flashed before my eyes as I saw Brett crumple to the floor. I closed the distance between us and wrapped my body around his, holding him. Comforting him as best I could.

“God, I…I can’t deal. I can’t.” He shook against me, gripping, pulling at my clothes like he was trying to get under my skin. “Let me touch you. Please. I can’t…fuck.”

The tremors that wracked through his big body made my throat tighten. That woman. She did this. She made him and then destroyed him. Took a gift that God had given her and crushed it in her hands.

“Shhh…I’m here.” I didn’t know what else to do, I didn’t know what to say. So I just mumbled over and over again that I wouldn’t leave him. That I was there for him.

He had told me his real mother had died. I didn’t know why he had lied to me about it but at that moment I didn’t care. He obviously had his reasons.

The look in his eyes when he saw her came into my mind as the realization hit me. He was terrified. Of her.

His hold on me tightened to the point of painful. “I thought I was over it. I didn’t think seeing her again would affect me this way,” His voice was thick. No matter how big or strong a person is, seeing someone that hurt you so deeply could bring anyone to their knees. I realized that when Brett broke against me. My heart pounded in my ears. I wanted a piece of her. The woman that made my strong boyfriend, the dominating Brett MacLean surrender all control. It made me want to rip her face off. That evil sneer. She knew she had gotten to him and it made me sick to my stomach.