Violent Ends (The Denton Family Legacy 5)

“Last time I checked it was still legal for me to have sex at eighteen, when I actually reach that age. I don’t imagine he’s too concerned about my welfare.” Tamsin shrugged. She climbed off the stool and grabbed a coffee mug.

He didn’t comment as she poured herself out a cup of coffee before taking another seat.

“I feel like I suck right now,” she said. “How is Landon?”

“Still out of it.”

When he walked into the room, Landon had been tied to the bed this time, and there was no way for him to get anything that he could kill himself with.

“Poor Landon,” she said.

“Agreed.” He poured himself a cup of coffee. “Dad won’t give you to someone who he thinks will hurt you.”

“No. He’ll probably give me to someone who’ll do everything he can to keep me barefoot and pregnant. It sucks. I’ve spent most of my years being seen and not heard, and now he’s going to get rid of me. It fucking sucks.”

“Language,” he said.

She shrugged. “It doesn’t matter. It’s not like my bad manners are going to stop what is happening.” She stared down into her cup.

“If I could stop this for you, I would. You know that.”

“If being the operative word,” she said. “I know you can’t stop anything. That’s our dad for us. When he wants something done, he’ll go out of his way to get it.” She shrugged. “Not a lot I can do to stop it. Is there?”

“You’re still young, so work to change his mind. It could work.”

“And pigs might fly. Can I have more bacon please? I want to comfort eat.”

He rolled his eyes, but he was sure to give her plenty of bacon.

Once everything was cooked, he made himself and Emma a plate, and headed upstairs. Emma hadn’t appeared, and he wanted to surprise her with breakfast in bed. On the way upstairs, he passed Gabriel.

Staring at his half-brother, he raised a brow.

Gabriel looked … exhausted.

“Did the night get to you?”

“You dad is planning on setting Landon up with someone he thinks will help.”

“Look, we can’t discuss this in his home. We got to meet elsewhere, and I’m sure our other brothers want to listen to whatever you’ve got to say. For now, I’ve got breakfast.”

He took a couple of steps up toward his woman and Gabriel saying his name stopped him.

Turning on the stairs, he stared at Gabriel and waited.

“If this is going to be a thing with you and Emma, then treat her right. Don’t take her for granted.”

“I never will,” he said. “You can guarantee that.”

He didn’t wait to hear anything more from Gabriel, he entered Emma’s bedroom just as she was coming out of her en-suite bathroom.

“I came with an offering.”

“Breakfast.”

“Consider it a peace offering.” He put the breakfast on the bed as Emma came to join him.

“For what?”