Wanting More(45)

“I fucked it all up, all over papers to be Izzy’s real father. God, Conner, what am I going to do without them? What am I going to do?”

Like a freaking maniac, Ty went running out the front door. “Ty wait! Where are you goin’?”

“Drive me to the airport, Conner. If I leave in the next hour, I can beat her there.”

“She’s not goin’ to want to talk to you.”

“I don’t care. She needs to know the truth, even if she doesn’t want me anymore, she needs to know that I never wanted it to happen. I would never have done that to her or to our family. She’s all I want, she’s all I’ll ever want.”

“I get it Ty, but right now, she’s a mess. Hell, she couldn’t even tell me what she was plannin’. Just give her a few days. She’ll miss you and want to talk. Come on Ty, she was willing to trust Tucker again, she’ll forgive you. I will help you.”

He continued shaking his head and pacing around. “I can’t just stand here waiting. I have to see her. I have to be close to her. I need to see my wife.”

“Fine, I’ll take you. When things get worse, don’t say I didn’t tell you so. I know my sister and she needs time.”

“She needs to know that those pictures were not my doing. I threw up when that bitch tried to kiss me. Do you really think I’d let her put her fucking pussy in my face? You’re a fucking guy, and I know that you wouldn’t do that shit to someone you hated. I’ve done that to two people in my life and you know both of them. That is the picture that broke your sister’s heart. She needs to know it ain’t real.”

I threw my hands in the air. Arguing with him was a lost cause. He was completely irrational.

“I need to call Van.”

I turned around wondering if I’d heard him right. “You really think you want to talk to her about this? Isn’t Heather the one who Van caught you with? You really think she’ll believe you?”

Ty’s hands came down on my dashboard. “God Damnit! I don’t know what to fucking do. I messed up so bad. This isn’t just about losing my wife, I’m losing my whole family. Heather knew this would happen. She did this shit on purpose to ruin my life.”

I pulled over and put the car in park. “Just hear me out. I know the shit is crazy right now, but neither one of you are goin’ to do any good to each other by hashing this out tonight. Let her get to Kentucky and calm down. Call Colt and Van if you need to, but just wait this out, Ty. I got a plan that might just save your marriage. I need you to calm down and trust me. Can you do that?”

Ty climbed out of the truck to clear his head. I wasn’t about to tell him that I was already trying to get the truth out of that fucking bitch. I felt bad for not having found out the truth before this catastrophe happened and my sister had to be destroyed in the process.

Ty climbed back in the truck. “Just turn around. I don’t know what you have planned, but I will give you the night to figure it out. Even if I went to Kentucky, there’s nothing I could say to convince her to come back to me. I know she’s done. You can say she will forgive me, but she’ll never be able to trust me or look past it. I need to face the music. She’s gone. My family is broken because I’m the biggest fucking idiot on the planet.” He beat on the dash again.

Once I got showered, I handed Ty a glass and a bottle of whiskey. He needed to just drink himself drunk and pass out. I knew where I needed to go, but there was something that I had to do first.

I dialed my sister’s number and got no answer. I wasn’t surprised. She hated talking when she was mad. Without even thinking about the time of day it was or even if she’d still be there, I drove to the salon.

The lights were out, but her car was still in the parking lot. I knocked on the door and heard her approaching. She looked shocked to see me and looked around outside, before letting me in. We stood there in the dim lit salon. “What are you doing here? You could have called me.”

I started pacing. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinkin’. Look, that bitch showed up at my house today with pictures of her and Ty naked in a bed. I just left my brother-in-law a cryin’ wreck at home and I can’t get in touch with my sister. I know she’s goin’ to Kentucky, but I have a terrible feelin’ about this.”

“So, now that there’s pictures, doesn’t that mean he really did it?”

I shook my head. “That’s just it. They look posed. His eyes are closed and he isn’t touching her in any of them. Plus, someone else had to take the damn pictures. I’m telling ya, he’s bein’ set up.”