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It’s the kind of marriage I want to have with Quinn.
As a tear rolls down my cheek, I scrub a hand down my face and find Cash’s name in my phone.
“Hey, bro. You okay?” He sounds concerned, which means Jordyn has already filled him in on what’s going on. I’m guessing our other brothers know, too.
“Hey,” I say roughly, pressing my fingertips to my eyes. “I need to take some time off for a while. There’s something I need to do, but I need your help.”
Cash is quiet for a moment before he speaks again. “Xander, whatever you need, we have your back. You’re family, and so is Quinn. Do you want to come over and talk?”
CHAPTER 44
Quinn
THEY CARE ABOUT ME
Roman hasn’t saida word to me all night. He’s been watching me, though, and it’s making me uneasy. Mostly because he’s looking at me with concern, not the usual on-guard attack dog expression he usually sports.
Josh reaches around me for a bottle to refill. “Are you okay, Quinn? I don’t want to get into your business, but I’m here if you need anything. You know that, right?”
I smile up at him, a warm feeling washing over me briefly. Even if things don’t work out with me and Xander, I still have people in my life who care about me. Not many, but I’m okay with that.
“Thank you. I’ll be fine. I’ll see you tomorrow at Luxe.” I glance at the clock on the computer screen. “I’m glad you were on my shift tonight.”
Josh winks at me. “It’s always a good time when I get to work with you. Night, Quinn.”
As I head out of the bar, Roman follows, but I don’t spot Xander anywhere. When I pause and look back at my shadow, he meets my gaze.
“I’ll be driving you home tonight, Miss Summers,” he says, motioning toward the valet entrance.
Tears prick at the back of my eyes. It’s so stupid to have thought that Xander would come get me. I told him we needed to be apart. I told him I loved him, and then I told him we couldn’t be together.
A quiet sob escapes, and by the time I’m in the back of an SUV, tears are rolling down my cheeks. Silently, I watch out the window as the bright Las Vegas lights pass by, slowly disappearing behind us. I keep my head down, not wanting to make Roman uncomfortable. I’m sure he already hates me.
When he pulls the car to a stop and puts it in park, I finally look up, but when I do, we’re not in front of my apartment building.
We’re at the house Xander showed me earlier today.
“Roman,” I say as I look around in confusion.
Before he says anything, the back door opens, and Xander is standing there, looking at me with the saddest, most broken expression on his face.
He holds out his hand for me and swallows. “Will you walk with me?”
I’m shaking like a leaf as I slide my fingers into his palm. He holds onto me, helping me out of the car. Xander leads me around the house, following paved pathways that make the property feel like a tropical resort.
When we get to the backyard, he stops and stares at the city lights that sparkle like diamonds in the distance. Then he turns around, and his eyes are filled with tears, and I suddenly can’t breathe.
“You’re my world. You make me want to be kinder, gentler, more optimistic. The way you make me feel loved and cared about is like nothing I’ve ever experienced. It’s pure and unguarded. And it’s what you deserve, baby. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, and as much as it’s going to kill me to be away from you, I have to do this.”
I choke out a sob, unsure what he’s getting at but already knowing I’m not going to like it.
“I’m checking into a rehab facility a few hours away. They offer drug and alcohol treatment as well as various forms of therapy.”
With my hand pressed against my mouth, I try to stifle another sob. “How long are you going to be gone?”
He stares at me for a moment and then closes his eyes. “I don’t know. It could be a couple of weeks or a couple of months.”
My entire body trembles as I think about not seeing Xander for any length of time. He’s doing this because of me.
