The prick was cheating on me?
I think I’m going to be sick.
My stomach rolls.Yep, I’m going to be sick. I run to the toilet.
“Violet?” Axel sounds concerned on the other side of the door.
I manage to tell him to fuck off between dry heaves.
After some time, I pick myself up. Even though I didn’t actually throw up, I still flush the toilet, brush my teeth, and wash my face.
Opening the door, all three men are there. My annoyingly hot stepbrother and his equally hot friends. Glaring at them, I throw my shoulder into Landon.
“Come on, Letty, don’t be like that.” I can hear the smile in his voice. I look over my shoulder and I can see the twinkle in his disarmingly beautiful honey-coloured eyes. A man shouldn’t have an eye coloured like that.
“Fuck off back to the city Landon.”
“Now why would I do that, when I’m so close to claiming what is mine,” I don’t know how he caught up to me so quickly and quietly, but I feel him at my back. He leans down to whisper into my ear. “What has always been mine. What has always been ours.”
What the hell does that mean?
A shiver runs down my spine.Don’t be so stupid.
I’m not his or theirs, and I won’t be, but I do enjoy the way his warmth blankets me. I turn to ask what in the hell he is talking about but when I do, they are all there looking at me as if I’m the prey and they are the predators.
Then they all turn around and walk back to Landon’s old room. His intoxicating scent lingers, and the familiar feeling I have ignored for years settles in my core.
Damn you, Landon.
He is my stepbrother, they’re his best friends, and that is a line that cannot and will not be crossed. I repeat it over and over as I walk into my room and flop onto my bed. If I say it enough times, it will sink in.
As much as I deny my feelings for those three, I’ve always had a small, tiny even, thing for them. Just a small crush. Nothing more.
I want to call my best friend, Ivy. She could help me process the last two hours of my life. But she’s in the city working at her dad’s hot silver fox best friend’s business.
I don’t have time to call Ivy anyway because Mum calls out about dinner being ready.
Two hours, that’s all it’s taken for me to question everything.
Axel
I have always had a thing for Violet, but there are just some lines you don’t cross. I tried to deny it, only looking at her when no one was watching, not like Maverick who made it painfully obvious. But Landon, the observant fucker, could see through me. Landon came to us about two weeks ago announcing he was going to get rid of James so we could openly pursue her.
I needed him to clarify, because though the three of us have shared in the past, those were one-night stands, and Violet is not a one-night stand kind of girl. She’s the girl I want to marry and make a future with.
Then I asked why now, he just growled, actually growled, and said the time was right. I didn’t question him after that, I knew whatever it was had pissed him off. So, we confronted James, but he said he loved her and we couldn’t scare him away.
So, we changed tactics. Jessica.
She was in Violet's class and knew James, so we gently nudged her in James's direction.
We have been keeping tabs on our girl since Landon left for the city. Fuck, was he pissed when James came into the picture. Saying we dropped the ball, which no denying we did.
I wouldn’t go as far as to call it stalking, but there’s a line, and we played fucking jump rope with it.
Jessica worked her magic on James, and we got the evidence needed to set our plan in motion.
Leaving the photos for Violet to find was a necessity, but I still didn’t like the hurt in her eyes when she came rushing out of her room.
