Page 25 of Sins or Secrets
At the funeral, he probably just spoke to me because sometimes deathcan soften even the hardest ofhearts.
Now he’s clearly gone back to hatingme.
I lean against the wall and gaze out to the sea as the water pulls in and out of theshoreline.
I always thought if Logan knew why I had to break up with him, he’dunderstand.Now I don’t think he would.Besides, telling the truth would include the whole truth and I think then he would truly despiseme.
He’d hate me more than I hatemyself.
Logan
Ithrow a fist into the punching bag and the damn thing jerks so hard I think it might snap off the chains and explode.
God knows I’ve given it enough of a beating.Not just today. This bag has been with me for a solid five years.At the time I got it, it took a beating for the five years prior to my ownership.It’s served its purpose and here we fucking go again.
I throw another fist into the soft leather and seethe, breathing out my frustration.It’s all I can do to tamp down my rage.
I’m a fool, aren’t I?
Who else would be in their garage beating the hell out of their punching bag after they’d just been offered a million dollars and a fucking house?
Even with the stipulations I got, I’m pretty sure anybody would jump at the chance and agree.They would already have signed on the dotted line and probably driven over to that house to commence work straight away.
So why am I here?
Why am I furious?
And why am I wasting time with such questions?
I know why I’m furious. It’s because of the hidden agenda behind the will.
Listening to Mr. Mulligan tell me what was expected of me was like watching Pandora open that box, knowing nothing good will come out of it.At least not for me.
From the moment I walked into Mr. Mulligan's office and he told me Quinn would be joining us because we had a joint interest in the will, I knew something was up.
I had mere seconds before Quinn arrived to digest that information.Then as Mr. Mulligan got down to business and spoke Lilly’s wishes, I knew there was more to it than what was being said.
I know Lilly. Knew her.
Lilly would have known I’d have an issue with helping Quinn and gridlocked me into helping her.
Why?
Because she’s working from beyond the grave to push me back in Quinn’s path, and I don’t want to be there.
I shouldn’t be mad at her and I feel like a bastard for being angry.It's just that I think Lilly did this because she knew I'd never turn her down.
I’m an asshole but I’ve never been like that to her.She tames the beast in me. She tames the rebel inside me who’s always seeking to cross the dark side to break the rules and get what he wants.
I’ve never told that woman no for anything.
She’s my kryptonite.
“God what the hell happened?” Ethan asks, walking into the garage.
I never even heard him coming.He doesn’t usually take time out of his morning schedule to see me, so he must be here on business.
I sigh feeling like I need a drink.“Shit morning. What’s going on?”
