“Exactly.”
“I’ll think about it.”
“What’s to think about? You don’t want to sit in here and rot your life away.”
“So if I say no, you just gonna leave me here?”
“If you think you’re going to come to Texas and make a play for my wife then yes. As your brother, I’m not asking. I love her.”
“The answer is no. I had her first and I’ll have her last.”
“There’s other women. You don’t love her. You don’t even know her.”
“Maybe I just don’t want you to have her.”
“If you gave a shit about her you’d want her to be happy.”
“You think you own her. I bet if given the choice she’d choose me.”
“Fine. Ask her what she wants. I’ll bring her and you can ask her face to face. But that’s right…you’re too big of a pussy to do that.”
“You afraid she’ll pick me?” I growl.
“No. I know who she wants. It’s my bed she’s in every night. My cock she takes and can’t get enough of. My son growing in her belly.”
“For now.”
“You threatening my wife?”
“What are you going to do about it, little brother?”
“I don’t have to lift a finger but mark my words. You stay in here, you’ll die. You come after my wife, I’ll fight you till one of us meets the Heavenly Creator or The Horned Bastard Downstairs.”
Chapter 13
Abel
Wiping the sleep from my eyes, I blink and look over at my wife. I love her so much…she’s so beautiful it goddamn hurts to look at her sometimes. I don’t know what I ever done to deserve her, but I’ll fight like hell to keep her. She’s the one real thing I can count on in this crazy fucked up world I’ve found myself in. Her stomach is blooming with our child, her breasts growing heavy with milk. She’s almost through her second trimester. I thought the Texas heat would do her in but she’s managed pregnancy well.
It suits her. Ainsley glows brighter than the sun. I curve my palm to her stomach and smile when our son kicks. We’re having a son. She doesn’t know that yet. She wants to be surprised at the birth, but I had to know. I also know this baby has my brother’s blood. The doctor told her they needed to do testing for genetic stuff but really it was to draw fluid and DNA to test for me.
I told her that I didn’t care, and I don’t. I only want to know to prepare myself for the day that my brother comes home and wants to claim what he thinks belongs to him—my wife. We’ve not spoken in months. Not since I went to see him and told him that I owned Ainsley completely and that it was my baby growing inside her.
What he don’t know won’t hurt me. I paid off the doctor to file the results in my favor. Maybe that makes me a dirty bastard, but nothing will come between my wife and me.
Not Blood.
Not even death.
I think I’ll love her even when there is nothing left of me but bone and dust.
My phone rings and I grab it off the nightstand. Uno’s name is flashing on the screen.
“What’s up?” It’s too damn early for him to be calling me. The sun isn’t even up yet.
“Truck was hit last night.”
“How much did we lose? All of it?”