Block Shot (Hoops 2) - Page 127
“The man is fighting for his life, Jared.”
“She belonged with me before he got sick. You have your right.” I pound my heart with my fist. “I have mine, and she is my right.”
“Do you mean you’re entitled to her or that she’s right for you?”
“Both,” I snap. “And I don’t care if you judge me for it.”
“You keep saying you don’t care, but I think you do.”
“Why? Because you would? We’re brothers, Gus, but we’re nothing alike, and that’s not because we don’t share blood. We are made differently, fundamentally. I’ve never been like you and Dad. Or like your mom. And you want me to change the way I am, the things I want, what I will do to get it, to satisfy your idea of what’s right, and I won’t do it.”
“Except you are doing it,” August counters softly. “For her, you’re doing it.”
I grit my teeth because that is true. If it were up to me, I’d be with Banner and damn everything else. It’s not fair that Zo imposes this on her, on us, so that she can help him live.
“It’s the most manipulative, unfair thing, what he’s doing,” I answer. “Yet he’s the saint.”
“More manipulative and more unfair than you leveraging the charity golf tournament to insinuate yourself with Banner, knowing she was in a committed relationship?”
“Yes, because I knew what she wanted, and that it wasn’t him.”
“She told you that?”
“She didn’t have to. If Banner loved Zo, I wouldn’t be able to sway her. She wanted to be with me. She always has, and I’ve always wanted her. I was not going to let the wrong man keep me from finally having her.”
“So you just take what you want?”
“Didn’t you?”
“No, I didn’t, and you know it,” he says, a frown collapsing between brows. “I waited until Iris was ready, and I gave her time. Timing matters, Jared. If you force Banner into this, and she can’t do it the way that feels right to her, you could lose her forever.”
“That won’t happen.” I make a conscious effort to unclench my fists.
“Or she could come to you, but all the things you love about her—the good, the compassion, the sense of right and wrong—could all be deconstructed and set aside for you. And then is she even the woman you love anymore?”
“I didn’t say I loved her.”
His knowing look shuts me down.
“You didn’t have to,” he says. “And do you think Zo has trouble telling Banner he loves her? After all she’s doing for him?”
I stand from the recliner and shove my hands into my pockets so I don’t punch my brother. I walk around all the time wanting to punch something, to punch someone, but there’s nowhere to direct my anger. No one to blame, other than Zo, and I can’t make myself hate him. I resent this situation, which basically means I resent life—that it is uncaring, like a bird flying overhead and not even looking down to see where its shit landed. Shit happens to us all, indiscriminately.
I don’t mind heavy. Life is heavy sometimes.
She said that in the Caribbean when we talked about my mother. It’s not just talk with Banner. She means it. She’s the kind of woman you can count on during life’s most brutal storms. Not faint-hearted.
Lionhearted.
“Look, I know it sounds like I’m against you,” August says.
“Uh, yeah. It does.”
“I want you to be happy. I want you to have what you want, who you want.”
“That’s Banner.”
“But loving someone is the most selfless thing you can do,” August says quietly. “It’s not always about what you want from that person but what you want for them. What’s best for them. What makes them the best version of themselves. I’m not saying you’re not that for Banner. Hell, I hope you are. I was beginning to worry about you.”
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