I didn’t even try and stop myself. Instead, my fist connected with his nose and I reveled in the pop that sounded after.
“You are walking a fine line!” I screamed, as he held his nose, the blood dripping down his hand. “Nothing you say, and no matter how loud you say it, will change my past, nor do I want it to. Did I sleep with Jinx? Yes. Was in love with him? Did I draw hearts around our names and daydream about marrying him? No. It was sex. It was years ago.”
“Have you slept with all of them?” he asked, wiping the blood from his face with his sleeve.
“Fuck you,” I hissed as someone knocked. “Go away!”
“Come in!” Liam countered.
We glared at each other before Fedel opened the door.
“Have you ever fucked my wife?” Liam asked.
“Don’t answer that and get OUT!”
“STAY!”
“I swear to God Almighty, Fedel, I will cut you up and feed you to the damn chickens if you answer that question!”
He could only stare wide-eyed between us before turning to Liam. “We found the Briars, they’re in the foothills just north of here. Monte went ahead to make sure they didn’t try to flee.”
With that, he left as quickly as possible, leaving only silence between us.
“You want me to be ashamed of myself? You want me to say I’m sorry? No. I won’t, because then I would be lying to you.”
“If you will excuse me, wife, I have to go find out about my mistress, at least with her I can expect to be screwed over,” he said before leaving. “And I’m taking Jinx with me!”
Sighing, I ran my hand through my hair. “Aren’t I supposed to be the hormonal one?”
“Don’t mind him,” Sedric laughed, walking down the stairs with Evelyn at his side. “He’s cursed with the Callahan jealousy.”
“First, the what?” I asked. “And second, where are you both going?” It was the middle of the afternoon and they were both dressed as though they were going to see the queen.
“We’re going to the festival tonight in town and the curse is more of an excuse Sedric uses to justify why he always lost his mind when another man touched me when I was pregnant.” Evelyn laughed, as she slipped her ruby earrings into their place.
“I did not lose my mind,” he huffed, trying to fix his bow tie, “I expressed my displeasure with those who came too close.”
“You almost broke the hand of a host who took my coat!” Evelyn chuckled.
“The only reason why a man would take that long to help you out of your coat is if he had a shoulder fetish.”
“I was seven months pregnant, Sedric, it took him so long because I could barely move.”
Shaking my head, I took a seat at the table. “I’m sorry I asked.”
They both turned, as if they had forgotten I was there. They very well could have on their stroll through memory lane.
Gliding over to me, Evelyn kissed my cheek. “What we’re trying to say is, Liam is going to get a little more possessive of you with your child on the way. He doesn’t mean to be, and he probably has no idea why he’s acting this way.”
“Can’t I just sedate him for the remaining six months?” If not, I might not make it.
Sedric snickered. “And deal with all of that rage at once? You’re safer taking it in doses.”
“If that fails, marijuana cookies work wonders,” she grinned, causing Sedric’s face to drop.
“You drugged me?” he yelled.
Standing quickly, Evelyn strode towards the door. “Come, love, we don’t want to be late. I’m sure Mel would love some quiet time.”
“Evelyn.” He stalked forward, but she was gone, running as quickly as she could, laughing all the way. He winked at me before running after her.
“This is one fucked up family,” I alleged, rubbing my stomach. I tried to imagine its future with us, but I couldn’t. I just couldn’t see how this would work…especially if I killed its father.
“You’re not allowed to be crazy, you hear me?” I murmured down to it before standing. However, I froze, staring wide-eyed at my stomach.
“Mel?” Declan and Coraline called, stepping in also dressed to impress. What kind of festival was this?
“Are you okay?” Coraline exclaimed, rushing beside me.
“No. Yes. I’m fine, the baby just moved… I think it heard me.” No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop the large smile from blossoming.
It felt weird, but a good kind of weird.
“Can I feel—”
“No,” I snapped, harsher than I meant to. “Liam’s already in a prissy mood, he should feel it next. Declan, is the Internet working again?”