Sharing You (Sharing You 1)

“You mean she didn’t tell you?” Aiden sneered low enough so Jace wouldn’t hear, but I didn’t ask what he meant by that. I was too pissed to even think about his question.

Kamryn was already waiting for me at our hotel, I was three seconds from punching Aiden in the face, and instead of leaving Olivia I’d done the exact opposite. “Jace, I gotta go.”

“Brody, c’mon. Don’t leave like this again.”

“It’s important, I have to.” Forcing myself not to look at Aiden, I turned and ran out to my SUV.

I didn’t even care this time if Olivia called me screaming because I wasn’t home tonight, and I didn’t care that my sergeant was pissed because I’d just called in claiming to be sick. Kamryn was my world, and I wasn’t about to lose her to Aiden or Olivia. I’d figure out a way to still get Liv the help she needed, but I’d do anything to keep Kamryn. Fucking anything.

I sped the entire way there, and after thirty minutes sighed in relief when I pulled into the parking lot. The workers standing behind the main counter shot me a look when I ran through the lobby to the elevators, but I barely spared them a glance as I pushed the buttons furiously. When I reached the seventh floor, and after going the wrong way, I sprinted down the hall until I found the right room and Kamryn opened the door almost as soon as I knocked.

“I saw Olivia,” she blurted at the same time I asked, “Did you sleep with Aiden?”

“What?!”

“Wait, you saw Liv? When?”

Kamryn’s mouth was open, and she shook her head fiercely. “Why on earth would you think I slept with Aiden?”

For the first time since Kamryn and I had decided we were going to do this, we weren’t pulling each other closer as soon as we were alone. She had one arm out as if to keep me away and kept taking small steps back. I would have given anything to start the last minute over.

“He stopped by when I was at Jace’s today, and he said he went to your place last night. Why was he there, and why didn’t you tell me? You never responded to me last night, and I hadn’t heard from you since the party. That’s not like you. So did you sleep with him?”

She looked like I’d slapped her. “How dare you,” she whispered. “How dare you accuse me of anything when you have yet to leave your wife after you promised—you promised, Brody—that you would. It’s been months, and you obviously have no plans to divorce her since you told her you’re not leaving her!”

When had Olivia and Kamryn talked? How did they even know each other? “How did you know about that?”

“Oh, my God, she wasn’t lying.”

“I can explain, Kam—”

Kamryn stumbled back, and the tears that had been filling her eyes finally spilled over. “You can explain? You can explain to me how for the last two months you’ve been lying to me and making empty promises of a future together? What was last night, Brody? One last round of pity sex?”

“Of course, it wasn’t! Tell me how you know Olivia and what else she told you.” Kamryn grabbed her purse off one of the large chairs and started walking toward the door. Before she could reach it, I grabbed her arm to stop her. “Kamryn—”

“What does it matter, Brody?!” she cried and pulled against my hold. “I’m just the stupid mistress who believed all your bullshit and thought you really loved me. I’m done, Brody, I’m so done. I can’t do this anymore—what we’ve been doing has been killing me, but I would’ve stayed with you because I love you and I trusted you! I trusted that you were filing for divorce, that you were telling Olivia that you were leaving her, that you were planning our future together. But you never had any plans to leave her, did you? I was never anything to you but a convenient fuck.”

She yanked her arm free and grabbed the handle of the door. Her assumptions about our relationship, combined with thoughts of her and Aiden together, had my anger winning out, and before I could stop myself I was lashing out at her. “You wanna talk about accusations and trust?! How are you going to talk to me about trust and tell me what our relationship did and didn’t mean to me when you were screwing my brother’s friend last night? Yeah, Kamryn, let’s talk about convenient fucks. Starting with Aiden and me. Is it just us or is it any guy who happens to be around?”

As soon as the words were out, and before her palm could connect with my face, I felt like the worst kind of asshole. I couldn’t believe those words had just left me. I couldn’t believe I’d just purposefully hurt her that way.

“Go to hell, Brody,” she seethed and took a step into the hall.

My hand reached out in search of hers. “Kam, I’m sor—”

“Aiden found out about us! He came over to confront me about it, and we talked about my relationship with you. I begged him not to tell anyone else—that was all. I’ve never even kissed him, you a

sshole.”

I gripped the door frame when the door slammed shut behind her and let my forehead fall hard against it. How had I screwed this up so much? It felt like my life was slipping through my fingers and I was rapidly grasping at anything to keep me there. If I lost Kamryn, I lost everything.

I flung the door open and took off down the hall, but she was already stepping onto the elevator so I turned and sprinted toward the stairs and rushed down the flights. Bursting out the side exit door near the stairwell, I searched for Kamryn’s car as I made my way toward the front of the parking lot and looked for her.

When I saw her racing into the lot, I took off after her, calling out her name. She didn’t stop, but I caught her just as she got to the driver’s side door of her car. Pulling her into my arms, I dropped my forehead to hers and held her there.

“I’m sorry. I’m an asshole, I know. I didn’t mean what I said to you about Aiden. God I’m so sorry. Please don’t leave, we need to talk about this.”

“I can’t, Brody, I can’t keep doing this with you. You don’t even trust me. You thought I would be with Aiden? I know I’m in a relationship with a married man, but regardless how society views our relationship, I’m not a whore! And you—you didn’t even deny that you told Olivia you were staying with her.”