Page 46 of Fight for Me
Milo’s arm wraps around her, and he pulls her close. “I like her.”
“I bet you do. Hands off or I’ll call yourwife.”
He leans his head close but doesn’t drop his voice. “Isn’t it just total fun to poke the bastard? Look, he knows I am desperately in love with my wife, and he’s still about ready to rip my arms off. Aren’t you, mate?”
I’m going to fucking kill him. We may have been friends for years, but right now, I want to do exactly what he’s accusing me of wanting to do.
However, giving Milo any satisfaction is not in my plan. “Not at all, I’ll be happy to watch Danielle do it for me.”
He grins and then releases Sydney. “Come now, you know she can’t resist my charms.”
Sydney shakes her head, smiling the entire time. “You two are trouble.”
“You have no idea,” he replies.
She really doesn’t. Milo was the bachelor of the year, living life as he wanted, and then he was knocked on his ass by his now wife. It has been a joy to watch.
“All right, Casanova, let’s show you the property so you can give us your expert opinion on this.”
“Don’t let him fool you, darling, all my opinions are expert.” Then he turns to me. “We don’t need you, Declan. Sydney and I will walk the property, you can go do ... whatever it is you need to do.”
Sydney loops her arm in his and gives me a cheeky smirk. “Yes, do what it is you do.”
They walk out the front door, and I ball my hands so tightly I worry I’ll crack the skin. I’m going to lose my fucking mind, that’s what I’m going to do.
* * *
Two fucking hours.
They have been walking around for two hours, and I’m going out of my skull. I have no reason—or right—to be jealous. Milo would never do anything to hurt her or his marriage. I know this, and he knows I know this, and yet, he knows it would still bother me.
The idea of any man with Sydney drives me fucking insane.
Now, I’m walking in circles, waiting for the two of them to show up.
“It’s tough waiting around to see if she’ll come back in one piece, isn’t it?” Jimmy says from behind me.
“Was it like this for you?”
“Always.”
“This is why I don’t want kids,” I say and then look back out the window.
Jimmy grunts. “I didn’t have kids, and I still ended up this way. I would bet my life savings that you’ll feel the same about Hadley.”
I grimace thinking about some boy wanting to touch her or do any of the things I did with Sydney. “I would bet you’re right.”
He laughs. “Based on the look you had, the idea alone makes you feel a bit sick, huh?”
“Just a bit.”
“You know, I felt like that when you left. Part proud and part out of my mind with worry.”
Jimmy is the only other thing in this town I missed when I left. He was the father I never had, and I knew that when I gave Sydney up, I was going to lose him too.
“I wanted to reach out ...”
“But you worried I was on her side?”
