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“You don’t hate him,” Fury says, “You’re just hurt over the accusations he continues to throw at you, which is misplaced. He has feelings for you but doesn’t understand them, that’s all, and if you want the apartment, I’ll make it happen but will make sure he doesn’t have the master key. You have my word, and you know I’ll keep to it and not just because I don’t want Ivy on my back by lying to her friend but because I want Sky’s trust.”
Raya sighs, then looks at me and asks, “When are you going to forgive him? Because this all seems a waste now.”
I narrow my eyes at her as Fury grins wide, and I retort, “When are you going to tell Venom that you had a crush on him, and that is why you always acted quietly around him?”
She scowls at me while Fury laughs, and I narrow my eyes at him, but he shrugs and mutters, “I’d like to know when you’ll forgive me too…”
Raya giggles, and I shake my head and admit, “I’m trying,” and his eyes soften.
I’ve never told him that I was, but the fact I don’t call the police to have him removed every time he shows up here should be proof that I am.
My door bangs open, breaking our connection, and Fury quickly grabs his gun out of instinct but pauses as a very pissed-off Venom storms in.
Damn, I thought Raya was mad when she came in here.
I sigh while Raya scowls and Venom snaps at his friend, “Seriously, Fury?”
Fury shrugs, moving his hand off his gun, and admits, “Trust me, brother, you were safer not being here,” before suddenly Raya’s knee rams between a distracted Venom’s legs proving Fury’s point, and I wince as she snaps, “That is for losing me my lease jackass!” before she looks at me and says, “I’ll see you later at the hospital for Hudson time.”
I nod, already looking forward to seeing Ivy and Hudson.
Since Psycho regained his memory, Lake, Raya, and I have tried to give them the space they need as a family, but we still need our Huddy time as well, just like I always want my Tate time.
The little boy is a spitting image of his father and is growing bigger every day, meaning he’ll soon be able to come home, and Ivy will finally be able to relax.
I hate watching her worry every day, her tears are just too much to bear.
She’s our best friend, our sister, thanks to Mama, we all got close, and she deserves to finally be happy. She made a few mistakes not communicating with Psycho, but I think she’s learned her lesson, you know, with giving birth twenty weeks early after a crazy jealous club girl pointed a gun at her stomach, nearly losing her son and the love of her life being in a coma for four months then waking with no memory of the last five years.
The poor girl had to keep her distance, worried him finding out about them being more than best friends and Hudson would send him in a spin only to realize she was the key to unlocking his memories of them.
I watch with my mouth gaped as Raya shoves Venom hard, making him stumble as he cups between his legs, and she storms out as Fury tries his hardest not to burst out in laughter, biting his fist.
“Fucking woman!” Venom grunts as he stands straight, then shouts, “Kitten, get your ass back here. We’re not done talking about that stupid date!”
He storms out, and I blink, then blink again before I state, “I’ll give them three weeks before they screw,” and Fury’s laughter escapes, and my smile is automatic.
I used to love his laugh. It used to settle me in ways I couldn’t understand in the first few months of our friendship before I realized he was my home who broke me, broke us.
Can trust be rebuilt?
“What’s on your mind, precious?” Fury asks as I stare off for a moment in my head, and he rounds my desk and takes a seat on the edge.
“I miss my friend,” I admit, locking eyes with his, and he gives me a sad smile as he cups my cheek, gently rubbing his thumb along my jaw, sending electric shocks throughout my body.
“I’m sorry I ruined everything,” he whispers, his eyes racing between mine, “I’m sorry I didn’t just tell you the truth beforeI made things official with you, and if I could turn back time, I would, but baby I can’t. All I can do is prove to you that you can trust me, that everything I told you, everything you learned about me back then was all me. The memories I shared with you, my likes, my dislikes, my habits, you know me, Skylar, inside and out, the only thing I lied about was not having a family here and no it doesn’t make it right but I’m trying here, I just need you to give me an inch.”
His eyes race between mine, and he admits, “I’m calling for a club vote to dismiss Lacey from the club. She isn’t a mother to Tate, she never has been. I think Tate knows who she loves more than anything in this world, other than me, and that is you. I want you where you belong, and I know it’ll take time, but you belong with me, Skylar, you always have.”
He leans forward as my tears fall and gently presses his lips against my forehead, and I close my eyes.
His words, although they are just words, have hit me hard in the chest, and I want to believe them, especially since he’s tried for four years to get me back. I’m just not sure if there's a chance for us in the future, given everything that has happened.
I grip his cut with both my hands when he pulls back so he can’t move and lay my head on his chest before his arms wrap around me tightly, cocooning me in his embrace.
I’ve cried liar to him for years but aren’t I also lying by not telling him about our baby making me a hypocrite?
Chapter 13
