Men of Severn, 2
I once loved a boy.
But people change and grow apart, and the boy I once loved didn’t love me in return. My entire life changed when the Blake brothers decided I wasn't one of them anymore.
And then it changed again.
I was alone and dealt with my problems on my own.
But one problem remains. I still love that same boy.
And now it's time for me to head back home.
Excerpt:
I watch as two of the regulars help him up from where his slumped, bleeding form lays sprawled, and lead him out of the bar. My brother and his employee hold me back because I allow it. I try to calm the fuck down before I do something stupid.
But then I see Mercy standing behind the bar, breathing heavily. I can’t stand the thought of any man being near her, especially Zane. Was she interested in him? Would she let him touch, hold, kiss her? The thought of his hands on her has my anger boiling over and cruel words falling from my lips.
“This is your fucking fault,” I bellow pointing at her, blaming her for something I know is not her fault.
“What?” She looks shocked.
The band has stopped playing and everyone is watching the scene play out with rapt attention. This will be the talk of the town tomorrow.
“It’s always been this way. You do whatever the fuck you want and the rest of us have to deal with the fallout.”
She looks like I slapped her. All the color drains from her face before she squares her shoulders. I know the look in her eyes, and she isn’t going to let me get under her skin. No, she is going to make my life a living hell. We’ve done this dance before.
Bending down she scoops up her handbag and walks around the bar counter until she is right in front of me. Her gaze sweeps me from head to toe and back again, disgust clear for everyone to see, before she turns to Wesley.
“I’ll be back tomorrow morning for my shift,” she says to my older brother. “As for you, Shay. Grow the fuck up. If you can’t treat me with some fucking respect, then stay the hell away from me. I’m not your problem, your temper is. And it always has been.”
I stare at her, my chest pumping up and down as I try to get my breathing under control. “You. Don’t. Work. Here,” I say lowly. “And I told you not to call me that.”
“If I’m not missing something, Wesley is the owner, and he offered me a position. He needs the help.” She glares at me. “Severn is my home too and I’m not leaving again, so you better get used to it.”
I watch her as she walks across the dance floor toward her friend Lisa. They speak for a couple of moments before they hug, and she walks out of Blake’s. What a fuckup. The only woman I have ever loved, and we can’t fucking stand each other.
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