“I won’t be long,” he promised with another, softer, kiss.
A deep sense of satisfaction washed over me.The knowledge that I’d had a hand in rebuilding what I’d severed went a long way to making me feel better.
I slipped into the passenger seat beside him.Riding without a seatbelt sent a jolt of electricity through my fight or flight.I reminded myself, several times, that I was already fucking dead.
At Harley’s house, Hawk rushed up the path and burst through the door.
Bridget and Harley stared at Aaron, both with stricken looks on their faces.
Hawk’s sharp eyes took in the scene all at once.“What’s going on in here?”
Aaron spun on his heel, his eyes shiny.Grabbing his keys off the counter, he snapped, “I’m going for a drive.”
My heart lurched into my throat.
Raising his palms as Aaron approached, Hawkley said, “Whoa, there buddy.What’s going on, Aaron?”
“Get out of my way,” he snarled.
“He can’t drive,” Harley blurted, her face pale.
“He just needs some space,” Bridget murmured.
“Move,” Aaron snapped, his body rigid as he stared down my brother who was almost twice his width.
Hawkley stepped forward, crowding him, but Aaron pushed past him and headed for the door.
“Wait!”I cried.History could not repeat itself.Not now.Not with Hawk and Harley looking on.And not for Aaron.
Hawkley barked, “Stop.”
“Please!”I cried, my ineffectual hands held up in front of me as I blocked the door.
Aaron halted, then turned around and glared at my brother.
Hawkley’s hands fisted at his sides.“You want to get away, that’s fine.But I’ll drive.”
Aaron looked away and scoffed.“I’ll drive myself.”
“Please,” I whispered.
Stepping toward him, Hawkley rested his hand on Aaron’s shoulder.
Tension rolled off them in waves.
Aaron, his rigid body trembling, lifted his chin and curled his lip at Hawkley.
“Please,” I begged.
Whatever words he had planned died on his lips.
Whatever he saw on Hawkley’s face softened the raw edges of his anger.
Hawkley dipped his chin.“Please.”
With a short nod, Aaron turned and walked out.
Hawkley jerked his chin up toward Bridget.“Harley needs to be with Daire.”