Page 68 of Unbreakable

Listening to the voicemails, the first couple are from Draco and Jace telling me goodnight, with Jace relaying one from Bash as well. The next three are from my father, each one becoming more frantic than the other, demanding I return before something happens to him or my mom. Tired of his theatrics I just delete them. I’ve stopped responding to his calls anymore.

I move to the texts, reading and moving past the ones from the guys on to the last three.

Unknown: Tick Tick, I grow tired of waiting.

Unknown: You’re not responding to my messages. I don’t find this amusing.

Unknown: You have a week to return home, if you don’t you are responsible for what happens.

Taking a deep breath, I hit delete and toss the phone in my bag. Refusing to deal with it right now, I head out of the dressing room, waving to Vee and Ash behind the bar as I walk out into the night.

My mind is so wrapped up in thoughts I don’t even remember the drive home, only snapping out of my daze when I turn off the engine to my car and realize I’m parked outside of my apartment. I leave my bag in the passenger seat, only grabbing my phone and wallet, before exiting the car, being sure to lock it behind me and trudge my way up the stairs. Exhaustion taking over my body, I open the door and step into my dark, quiet apartment, hearing soft snores coming from my bedroom and smile.

Not that I’m not always down for some sex, but right now I just want sleep. I take off my shoes and quietly tip toe into the bedroom, taking off my clothes and pulling one of the guys t-shirts from the drawer where they have been keeping clothes. Inhaling deeply I smell the faint scent of leather and know without a doubt it’s Draco’s.

Moving over to the bed, I pull the comforter back and lie down, scooting back into Knox, who rolls over and wraps his arms around me.

“Mmmm, I missed you.” he says in a gruff, sleepy voice.

“I missed you too, but I love coming home to you, especially when I get to snuggle.” I tell him, turning my head over my shoulder to give him a kiss before placing my head back down on the pillow

“Me too, tired baby.” he asks, but it comes off more as a statement.

“Yes.” I say through a yawn, before slowly closing my eyes and drifting off to sleep. It’s a restless sleep plagued by nightmares of my family being tortured and having to leave the men I know without a doubt, I’m falling in love with.

It’s been a week since that night, and I’m wracked with those dreams every night. There haven’t been any more texts, but I know the week deadline has come to an end and I’m afraid of what might happen. But today is cause for celebration, it’s Earl’s birthday and Ash has just told him she’s pregnant with his grandson and he is whooping and hollering around the clubhouse the way a proud grandfather should.

At the moment, the guys are in a crowd of club members taking congratulatory shots as Vee, Ash and I stand off to the sidelines right as the music kicks on and well, you know what I’m about to do.

“Come on girl’s, time to put those dance lessons to work and let's shake these asses of ours.” I reach out and grab each one by an arm and pull them to the center of the floor. Looking over, I see we’ve caught the attention of our men. Luke and Hank for Vee, Ash and her merry band of men who are now proud daddies. Me, well I have Jace, but I can’t help but notice the longing looks Bash is casting my way.

Joking and laughing with the girls, I don’t notice the change in music to old eighties love ballads until the most beautiful voice starts singing. Turning to look, I’m stunned when I see Bash holding a mic and singing ‘The Search is Over’ by Survivor, staring straight at me. His voice is so rich and mesmerizing he draws me in as if he’s telling me a story, our story. I don’t realize I’ve moved across the room until I’m standing right in front of him, tears streaming down my face until he sings the last note of the song. I throw myself into his arms as he begins to kiss me with so much passion and force, if we weren’t in a room full of people, I’d be ripping his clothes off and fucking him like a mad woman.

He picks me up and my legs automatically wrap around his waist, feeling at home there, and he moves across the room. We are walking for a minute when I feel him stop and fumble with a door before opening it and stepping inside, shutting it behind him. I turn my head and look around, seeing we’re in a bedroom. The far side is riddled with numerous computers, all seeming to be running some kind of program, but what catches my attention is a photo of me on stage at Hell’s Desire, it’s framed and sitting on his desk.

He catches me staring at it and clears his throat. “I wanted a piece of you with me, to be able to see you while I came to terms with my own hangups.” He gestures for me to sit on the bed. Moving over, I slowly sit down on the blue comforter covering his bed. He takes the rolling chair from the desk, pulling it over until it’s right in front of me and sits down.

“I’ve struggled with the age gap, thinkin’ I couldn’t get past it. I thought if I had sex with you one time I could get you out of my system, but all it did was make me want you more. I’ve talked with all the guys about my issue, Draco being the biggest help, him havin’ an age difference too. I even went so far as to talk with the boys about their relationship with Ash, got a lot of ribbin’ from them about it too. But what I realized is, I don’t want to live without you. I want this. I want you and the crazy relationship with the three other knuckleheads.” I can’t help but laugh when he says that part.

“That’s if you will have me, after the jackass I’ve been.”

“I will absolutely have you. But I should make you suffer for the way you've made me.” I say chastising him.

“You can punish me anyway you want babe, as long as you will have me as a member of your harem. But I think we better get out there. I have a feeling Jace will come looking for us soon.”

I reach out, taking him by the shirt and pull him towards me, kissing him deeply, my panties already sopping wet.

We stand up, clasping our hands together and head out of the room. Feeling my phone vibrate in my pocket I pull it out to see a text.

Unknown: Times up!

Bash looks at me funny, “Everything okay babe? You just went white as a ghost.”

“Oh yeah, I’m fine. Just got a message from that skank at the other club wanting me to come back to work. She’s got to be fucking crazy, the thought of me going back to that skeevy place is insane.” I lie to him and force a laugh, hoping he believes me.

I push the message out of my mind, and go on to have an amazing night filled with Bash and Jace and my heart feels complete. I know I don’t want to leave. Finally finding my resolve, I pull my phone from my pocket and send a text.

Me: My father is the one who owes the debt. I am no longer the payment. I will not be coming back, the consequence is his.

I slide the phone back in my back pocket. I mean really, what could be the worst that happens, he takes my father to court? Well good, he deserves it. I really think I made this out to be far more than it is. My life is here, with four amazing men, and hopefully a long future ahead of us.

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