Sharing You (Sharing You 1)

“I told Liv I want a divorce last night.”

His eyebrows shot up, and though I knew he was trying to hold it together, a smile was tugging at his lips. “Are you for real? Brody, I know that must have been hard for you, but I’m proud of you.”

I grimaced and had to swallow an imaginary lump in my throat. “We’re not getting a divorce.”

“What? And why the fuck not?!”

“She kept bringing up Tate. Saying I took everything from her and I couldn’t take our marriage too. I don’t know, Jace. I just . . . fuck! She was

saying she would kill herself if I left her. What the hell was I supposed to do?”

“Are you shitting me? She’s such a bitch! You can’t let her keep doing this to you, Brody! She’s manipulating you!”

“I—no. I don’t know. I need to get her help, I know that. But it’s just been so fucking difficult trying to get her help with her family and her dad’s damn attorney trying to get me at every damn turn.”

Jace eyed me. “What are they doing?”

I waved him off. “It’s nothing.”

“Brody. Tell me. It can’t be nothing if you’re staying with her! Do you need an attorney? Do you need us to help you pay for one?”

“Jace, what? No . . . no, I don’t.” An attorney couldn’t help me. Not when J. Shepherd had them all watching for my name. “I can handle it, I just . . . it doesn’t even matter. I don’t know why I’m telling you any of this anyway. I’m not leaving Olivia. I need to get her help. I owe her at least that much.”

“You don’t need to do shit. None of it was your fault; it was an accident. And she’s fine! Olivia is fine, Brody. I know you only see her during her crazy rants at home, but you haven’t seen her in public. That girl hasn’t changed a bit, and she is still living it up off her parents’ money.”

“I do see her in public, Jace. She’s normal Liv in public, I know that.”

“But you don’t see her when she’s not with you,” Jace said, looking at me like I was missing something important.

“And how would you know what she’s like in public?”

Jace held my stare before admitting, “We’ve seen her out a few times. Followed her for a while after Tate died.”

“What the hell, Jace? Why would you follow her?”

“Because you can’t keep living like this! She was lying to you and ruining your life, and we wanted to prove it! The crazy shit you tell us about at home, there’s none of that when she’s with her parents or friends out in public. I’ve tried talking to you about this, but shit, other than the past two months, we were only seeing you maybe twice a year. And whenever we tried bringing up what she was doing to you, you just kept pushing away what we were saying because you thought we were making shit up so you would leave her. But she hasn’t changed. She’s not suffering—far fucking from it. She’s just normal bitchy Olivia,” Jace grunted. After a few silent minutes, he stood up. “Let me grab us some beers. I’ll tell you everything we’ve seen, and we’ll talk this out.”

My phone vibrated, and I slid it out of my pocket.

K:

I need to see you. Now.

Work?

K:

I closed up early. 732

I have work tonight, but I’m on my way

I stood up just as the front door opened and Aiden Donnelly walked in. His eyes narrowed into slits when he saw me, and Jace called out his greeting from the kitchen.

“Hey, man! How’d it go at KC’s last night?”

The words were out before I could stop them. “You went to her place last night?”

My thoughts flew. She’d never texted me back last night after the party. I didn’t hear from her until two minutes ago, and Aiden went to her fucking house last night?