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I wasn’t giving up. I know she still loves me; I just have to make her remember how good we were together. I needed to clear my head to figure out how to earn her forgiveness. I went to my bike, straddling it. A ride always helps calm me down. Getting her back is the only option I will accept. Plus, there is the mystery of who wanted us apart. I knew exactly where to start, and when I knew for sure who was responsible, I would make them pay.

I HURRIED BACKto the side door. My heels were slowing me down. I bent down, taking them off. When I went to rise, I saw Jen going through the door. Was she eavesdropping? Of course, she was; why else would she be out here. Well, Jen could have him. The nerve of him thinking because he now wants me that I would jump right into his stupid arms.

Asshole.

The tears had started flowing the minute I turned my back to Rowen. How could he do this to us? To ruin what we had over a fake video, not even giving me a chance to defend myself. And who would do such a thing? And was Marcus involved? This was too much to take in right now, and I needed to be alone and think. I went inside but avoided the common area skirting around so I could go straight upstairs. I pulled my phone out of my back pocket, letting Lettie know I wouldn’t be back. She would tell Wrath, who by now probably figured it out. She responded immediately, wanting to talk, but I wanted to be alone.

Once inside my room, I lay back on the bed staring at the ceiling. Why Rowen? My chest ached with the pain I was feeling. It felt like home when he wrapped his arms around me, and I wanted to stay there. But, when he said he fucked up, my stomach sunk, knowing what he had to say wasn’t good, forcing me to bury the feeling.

How could he believe that I would do something like that? And judge me guilty without so much as a trial. And then to think I could just forget everything that has happened and the way Rowen has treated me since that night. I didn’t deserve it, and forgiveness for something like that cannot be easily given, if ever.

Even if I did still love Rowen.

I moved off the bed and went into the bathroom. I was going to soak in the tub and then crawl back into bed for the night. I would feel better in the morning; I learned that over the years. And I also knew Rowen, and he would not give up, and he would come at me with everything he had to get me back. So I had to be strong to resist, which meant sleep.

CHAPTER SEVEN

AFTER MY RIDElast night, I had to talk myself down from goingto Sophia and crawling in bed with her to show her how much I still loved her. I knew it was still too soon to start the heavy hitting. I walked into the kitchen to see her sitting with Silver and Shay. Sophia was holding baby Preston, snuggling him to her. It made me ache to think I had missed seeing her with Rowena like this.

I was one dumb fuck, that’s for sure.

I took a seat where I could watch Sophia, I knew she saw me come in, but she refused to look at me. I watched as she handed Preston back to Shay and prepared to leave. I felt a body sit next to me.

“Morning Lord, I missed you last night; maybe we can take up where we left off later,” Jen said loud enough for Sophia to hear, which made Sophia glance over and give me a disgusted look before walking out of the room.

What the fuck did Jen think she was doing? I used her once in a while, but we in no way had anything together. “Why would you do that?” I demanded. Angry that Sophia thinks there is more with Jen and me because of her actions.

“Do what? I thought you wanted me; you seem to last night,” Jen purred, her hand going for my crotch before I grabbed it. Why was she being pushy?

“What is wrong with you? I don’t want to seem like an ass, but here it is, I was using you to make Sophia jealous. I love her, and I want her back in my life. So, don’t approach me again, not for anything,” I snarled, getting up and leaving. I still couldn’t believe Jen said that in the kitchen during breakfast. And to go for my cock was uncalled for and out of character for even Jen in that setting. Jen is lucky Shadow wasn’t present when she pulled that shit. Jen may have gotten her way with Jax, but Shadow isn’t his old man.

“Lord, hold up,” Wrath said from behind me. “Listen, man; I heard what you said to Jen. I only agreed to go out with Sophia because I thought you were over her. I like Sophia, she’s great, but I’m not going there if you’re still in love with her. And I get the feeling she loves you too.”

“Yeah, it’s complicated. I have a lot of begging to do. But, I do love her, and I will have her back,” I said, glad that he would back off.

“Well, good luck. I hope it works out, brother,” Wrath replied, slapping me on the back and walking away.

I needed to call mom and see when they were bringing Rowena back today. I needed to be at The Unlimited by five, as did Sophia. I sneaked a peek at her schedule. As I rounded the corner of the stairs, Sophia was coming my way, and she was going to pretend not to see me. I would fix that. When she got close enough, I grabbed her, my body pressing into hers against the wall. I leaned down to her ear and whispered, “I have loved you since the first time I laid eyes on you, and not a day has passed that I have not loved you.” I nipped her ear with my teeth before pulling away and walking down the hall.

I would remind her every chance I got how much I loved her. But, I knew Sophia, and if I gave her space, she would distance herself from me, and I could not let that happen.

I LEANED AGAINSTthe wall, my hand over my beating heart. Of course, I was not expecting that, and my body and mind were at odds with what they felt about it. My mind said the hell with him, but my body said I wanted more of his touch. Betraying body syndrome is real, ladies. Add the fact I haven’t had sex in three years, not by choice; I just didn’t have the time.

“Are you okay?” Stonewall asked as he passed by me.

“I’m fine, just thinking,” I answered, feeling like an idiot.

“If you’re sure,” he said, walking away and giving me a curious look with his deep green eyes.

My phone buzzed in my pocket, and I pulled it out to answer. “Hello.”

“Sophia, this is Linda. You remember me, don’t you?”

“Of course, I do. How is Roe doing?” I asked.

“Oh, she is so wonderful; you did such a wonderful job with her, Sophia,” Linda gushed in her friendly I’ve known you my whole life voice.

“Thank you; I appreciate that.”

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