Wanting More(89)

We were distracted by his phone going off on the bedside table. He reached over me. "It's probably just one of my old friends wishing me a Happy Holiday or somethin'."

Conner's face got real serious. He clear his throat and read the message, before handing me the phone. At first I thought it was my father. When I called to tell him I was okay, I had given him Conner's number. I think the look on my face said it all when I read what the message said.

The first thing I noticed was the sender. It was Heather.

I know I am the last person you want to talk to. I've done a lot of terrible things and I deserve everything you did to me, but I have important information that you and Amy need to know about Rick. Please have her call me, it is extremely urgent. -H

I sat the phone down on the nightstand and let my legs fall off the bed. Conner sat up behind me and leaned his head on my shoulder. "I think you should call her."

"I think I don't care what she has to say. She's ruined too many lives, Conner. I'd never trust anything she said." I hated her so much and even more knowing that she'd been with my man. I was fully aware that what he did saved his sisters marriage, but I'd never forget how much it hurt me. He wasn't mine at the time, but I wanted him to be.

"She said it’s about Rick. If you're not going to call, then I am. I just got you and I'm not takin' any chances when it comes to that asshole."

I didn't want to talk to her, but Conner talking to her was out of the damn question. "Fine. I'll call her tomorrow."

His arms wrapped around me and I felt his lips brushing over my neck. "I won't let them hurt us, you know. I'd die before I let anyone hurt you again."

I stood and turned around to face him. "Don't ever talk about dying. Please don't ever talk about that Conner."

His hands slid up the front of my oversized t-shirt and grabbed the elastic part of my underwear. He pulled them until I fell over top of him on the bed. "You really do worry too much. This ain't the movies, darlin', you and I are goin' to be fine. Now, would you stop worryin' and get some sleep? I have to tell my mother the truth before she leaves."

"Great, I will definitely be able to sleep now." I immediately felt queasy just thinking about them telling me that I had to leave. I thought about Miranda walking up and smacking me in the face for getting involved with her brother. Keeping the truth from my best friend for so long wasn't going to go over we'll, no matter how many times I played it out in my head. She was going to be so pissed, but I knew I couldn't stay here with Conner without letting all of them know what was going on.

I don't really know how long I slept, but the sound of a rooster woke me and right away I noticed that Conner wasn't in the bedroom. After using the bathroom, I found him in the kitchen with Colt and Van. I could tell from the look on her face that she knew we were in a relationship. We hadn't exactly been hiding it.

"Good morning." She was sitting with Christian while she ate her breakfast.

Colt handed me a coffee cup and scooted out of the way of the pot. My heart dropped when I looked at Conner with a worried look. "Uh, I don't drink coffee." I lied.

Miranda happened to walk in just when I said it. "Since when? You usually drink a whole darn pot. I could never just stop drinkin’ coffee. The only time I stopped was when I was preg..." Her eyes got huge and she grabbed me by my arm and pulled me out of the kitchen. I looked back at Conner who was shaking his head and following close behind.

Once we got into the bedroom, which she tried to keep her brother out of, she stood in front of me, tapping her foot. "You are goin' to explain to me right now what's goin' on." She pointed at my brother. "For months I have asked you and you kept lying about it. It's your baby isn't it? You couldn't keep your dick in your pants."

Conner smiled and scratched his head. "Get over yourself Randa, you're just pissed because you're the last to know about it."

"It wasn't like you're thinking, Miranda. He didn't try to get into my pants, he saved me and took care of me. Your brother has been nothing but a loyal friend to me. I won't let you accuse him of something else." I probably shouldn't have taken up for him like that.

She cocked her eyebrow and got close to me. "Let me guess, him keepin' you safe required you to be naked? My brother doesn't care about girls. He fucks girls, Amy. If you think you're different, you're very wrong.

Conner came up behind me. "I love her, Randa. I swear to God that I do. You owe her an apology!"

Miranda just stared at Conner. She got this weird smile across her face and turned to me. "What are you going to do about Rick? I mean, you’re my best friend, but I can't support you bein' with my brother if you're still married to another man."