Page 72 of Every Broken Promise
Well, that made two of us.
“What the fuck are you two doing together?” he barked.
I crossed my arms and glared right back.
“I was kidnapped,” I replied.
“Called it,” said EZ. “No woman would willingly come with Adam. They’d be too scared to catch an STD from the contact.”
“Fuck you.” Adam flipped EZ the middle finger.
“Don’t call your brother a whore,” said Mr. Kane, and that made me forget about Ty, and I giggled.
Ezekiel winked at me.
“So, did I win?” Adam asked.
I was wondering what Adam thought he won but didn’t comment.
Mr. Kane, bless his heart, started to explain.
“Everyone has to bring something on Fridays.”
Since Adam was still next to me, I punched his arm.
“Not only did you bring me against my will, you came here empty-handed?”
From the corner of my eye, I saw Ty had moved closer. When I dared peek at him, there was a slight grin on his face.
“It’s okay. If he does bring something, it’s chips, drinks, or pizza. We learn not to count on him,” said Mr. Kane.
“Isn’t my presence enough?” Adam gasped. He then turned toward me. “Come on, let’s get you a chair, unless you want to sit on my lap.”
I rolled my eyes at him.
“Adam,” Tyler warned.
“Kidding, baby brother. I’m kidding.”
Adam put his hands up and then went inside the house. Shortly, the rest of the Kanes followed suit, except Tyler.
Well, wasn’t this awkward?
Tyler didn’t waste a moment to come toward me. As he did this, I took a step back without making it seem like I would take off on a run.
TWENTY-SEVEN
Astrid wasin my home once more.
The moment Adam walked in with her, I felt my chest tighten.
I didn’t want to believe it was her in Adam’s arms. Not when she belonged in mine.
For the first time in my life, I was ready to maim my brother. My hands had been all over her—inside of her—and she was allowing my brother to touch her.
Was I being irrational? Yes, I was.
Did I care? No, not at all.
