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“Daddy,” I whisper.
“I missed you so much,” he replies softly.
And suddenly, everything in my world is right again.
CHAPTER 45
Xander
I’M GOING HOME
Earlier…
For thirty days,my skin hasn’t stopped crawling.
It’s not the lack of alcohol causing it.
Or the daily therapy sessions I’ve been going through since I got to the rehab facility.
No, it’s none of those things.
It’s her.
Every second away from Quinn has been the worst kind of pain I’ve ever endured.
I thought what Nicola did to me was painful, but being without Quinn was downright agonizing.
The updates I got from Cash every day only made things worse.
Between how much she’s been crying and how little she’s been sleeping, I’ve been worried to death about her. I knew the people in our lives would take care of her while I healed myself. I’m sure Jordyn has been a total bull in a china shop with Quinn, but I’m so damn thankful for my strong, stubborn sister-in-law.It’s just a bonus that Jordyn actually really loves Quinn and wants them to be besties.
“Are you ready to go home?” Cash asks when I step out of the center I’ve been staying at for the past month.
Beckett and Kian are right beside him, grinning. At one point, Beckett holds up his phone and takes a photo of me walking down the steps toward the SUV.
“Gonna have to frame that one,” he teases.
Kian shoves him sideways and shakes his head, then steps up to me to give me a backslapping hug.
Fuck, I’ve missed these guys.
My brothers.
My best friends.
“How’s Quinn?” I ask after I’ve hugged each of them.
It has killed me to be away from her. I spent half the time wanting to check myself out of this place and go home to her and just do outpatient therapy. Then the look in her eyes when she told me she didn’t completely feel safe with me when I’m drunk was enough for me to swallow the pain of missing her and continue the journey I’d started.
“She’s okay. According to Roman, she’s a badass at poker,” Beckett answers. “And she’s a goddess in the kitchen. Have you tried her cooking before?”
I glare at our youngest brother. “How the fuck would Roman know that Quinn plays poker? And why is she cooking for your dumb ass?”
Cash slaps me on the shoulder and nudges me toward the car. “Ignore him. Roman was only doing what we all attempted to do while you were gone. Keep her distracted when she seemed like she needed it. And we all got to taste her food. I told you she was going to use our kitchen for photos, so we made it a family dinner and enjoyed the food when she was done with it.”
While I was here, I was only able to communicate with one person, so I talked to Cash daily. I knew he would tell me the truth about how Quinn was doing. He also made sure she was taken care of and did whatever I asked while I wasn’t there. I owe him big time. But I think he knows I would do the same for him if the tables were turned.
Unable to stop myself, I smile and pull Cash in for another hug. “I’ve missed you, bro. Thank you again.”
