Easton wanted their names. He wanted to fucking pummel them and hurt them. How dare they push her away. Family was supposed to take care of each other, not punish.
“Anyway, I waited tables in the city. I took as many jobs as I could while also expecting. It wasn’t easy, but I saved money, and then of course, I had the baby. The expense went through the roof, and earning money while raising a child wasn’t easy. I was able to do it though. I took Junior with me everywhere I went. Along the way, I met a guy. We hit it off, and I thought I’d finally found the one, you know. That ended badly, and as I was recovering, I met Liam. We got married, and here we are.”
He noticed she brushed aside the other guy.
“Liam’s incredible,” Easton said.
“He is.”
“I don’t know if he’s a magician or something. Whenever he touches me, I swear, I feel more calm and relaxed.”
“He has that effect on me. For a long time, I’d have nightmares, and whenever he wrapped his arms around me, the whole world didn’t matter. All I cared about was him.”
Jealousy struck him hard.
“Are you all talking about me? I get the sense you are,” Liam said. He was carrying a walkie-talkie.
“Is he still awake?” Scar asked.
“Yes, and reading.” Liam put the walkie-talkie down. “We have one to keep an eye on him. He’s a great kid regardless.”
“Why don’t you hire a nanny?” Easton asked. “It shouldn’t be too difficult to find one.”
“I love raising my son myself. I don’t need a nanny.”
“And I don’t like the invasion of privacy it often creates. The key to a successful marriage and having your life not smeared across the tabloids, is to be careful who you have in your circle of friends.”
“And I’m in the circle of friends?” he asked.
“I’m sure you’ll understand why privacy is so important. After having your name over the press, it must be a relief to get away from it?” Liam asked.
Easton watched as the other man pulled off his shirt.
For the first time, he was admiring another man’s body, which he’d never done in all of his life. He’d never been attracted to men before.
Averting his gaze, he found Scar watching Liam as well. Her teeth were sunk into her lip, and he saw the arousal in her face.
Liam pushed down his pants and dived into the pool.
Easton watched as he swam to Scar, wrapping his arms around her and taking possession of her lips.
“Why don’t you come in and enjoy the water?” Liam asked.
Scar looked at him even as Liam trailed his lips down her neck.
He wasn’t ready to leave the room, especially if it was going to lead to them having sex. He wasn’t that stupid, or maybe he was.
Being around Scar, she was awakening old feelings within him, and he didn’t even know if he had a shot.
You know you don’t have a shot. You’re in their home, sharing their son, even though he’s yours.
Getting to his feet, he pulled his shirt over his head and dispensed with his pants.
After coming out of rehab, he’d lost a considerable amount of weight, and he’d started to go to the gym in order to bulk up.
He was rather impressed. Liam, out of the two of them, was by far more muscular, but Easton didn’t think he was too shabby.
He dived into the pool and broke the surface.
Scar had already moved away from Liam and was doing some gentle strokes.
“I taught her how to swim,” he said, the words blurting out of his mouth.
“She told me,” Liam said.
“She did?”
“No secrets, remember?” Liam shrugged. “You did a great job.”
Just once he wanted to be or do something that didn’t include Liam. It seemed pointless to him.
“I know about your time at camp,” Liam said.
“So you know I was her first.”
“Easton!” Scar glared at him. She swam toward them and stood up. “I don’t know what you’re trying to do, but stop it. Liam invited you here to be part of our family. Not to start waving your cock around as if it’s some kind of contest.” She shook her head.
“It’s okay, Scarlett. I know what he’s doing.” Liam smiled. “I’m guessing you still have feelings for her, as otherwise you wouldn’t be reacting this way.”
“Liam, don’t,” Scar said.
Easton didn’t say a word.
“I’ve got no problem with you having a crush on my wife. I get it, believe me, I do, but if you’re planning on using Junior to get to her, then you’re mistaken.”
“I’m not going to use my son to get anyone or anything.” Easton gritted his teeth. His hand clenching into a fist. “I apologize. I shouldn’t act this way. I’m sorry.”
“Accepted,” Liam said.
He watched as Liam began to swim leaving him and Scar standing, watching him.