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Except he apparently forgot our Everest isn’t that sweet, innocent girl we fell in love with. Just like she’d done to Kato when he refused to let her speak, she raises her knee to bury it in Brixton’s balls.

Luckily, the dude moves fast enough that she barely gets his thigh, though by the tightness around his eyes and the furrowed brows, I wonder if she didn’t manage to graze at least one of his nuts.

She storms from the room, and Brix and Kato turn to glare at me.

“What? She needed to know,” I say.

“We should have done it together. Laid it out…more gently. Whatever you did…” But Kato trails off.

Because the reality is that, yeah, I might have blurted it out with zero tact, but I still told her the truth. I don’t think feeding her or giving her flowers, wine, or jewelry would have lessened the blow at all.

I think she might have understood the reasonings if we’d come clean sooner. I truly believe the reason she looked so dejected, the reason she feels so betrayed is because we waited so long.

We waited until we knew – or hoped – she could forgive us and continue building a life with us.

Her steps are heavy as she moves around the house. Minutes later, the door to the attached garage opens and closes.

We all share a look until the soft rumbling of the garage door raising sounds throughout the house a split second before the motion sensors alert us to movement.

“Shit,” Brix grits out, turning and sprinting through the house.

“The guards will stop her,” Kato says as he runs after Brix with me right on his heels.

We all pile into the garage and stand in the driveway and watch in complete and total awe as Everest guns the engine of Kato’s McLaren toward the guards and the closed gate.

“Fuck!” Kato roars, running in that direction.

If she doesn’t stop, she’ll slam into the gate. And no, it won’t be one of those cool scenes like in the movies. The gate is fortified, and she’ll end up hurt.

“She’s not stopping!” Brix yells as the two of us try to catch up to Kato.

“Open the fucking gate!” Kato yells when she’s mere yards from slamming into it.

At his announcement, I slow and turn back toward the house, racing toward my Hayabusa.

She has a tracker. We’ll always be able to find her. Doesn’t mean I want her out of the house unguarded.

I’m still barefoot, but at least I pulled on a shirt. Shit. Boxers and a t-shirt aren’t exactly great for riding this time of year, but I’ll catch up with her much faster on my bike than the SUV or one of the other vehicles.

While Kato and Brix do whatever the fuck they’re doing outside, I sprint through the house, grabbing the walls as I turn the corners to keep from sliding on the hardwood floors.

I drag on a pair of sweats, shove my feet into the first sneakers I find, then, as I’m running through the house again, tug a hoodie over my t-shirt. It’ll still be cold, but it’s better.

Besides, my comfort means fuck all if something happens to my wife simply because I was more concerned with the cold than her safety.

Chapter 34

Everest

My blood feels like it’s on fire, my eyes burn from the tears I’m doing my best to keep at bay…

And my damn heart aches.

I wasn’t blowing smoke when I said I would have understood earlier on, but the fact they not only continued to hide from me the fact they removed my implant but continuously raw dogged me as though they really were trying to impregnate me is what is pissing me off and shattering my heart.

I finally thought I could trust someone again, I finally started to feel like myself again. Now that’s all blown to bits. Nothing more than smoke in the wind.

At first, I’m not sure where I’m going. To be honest, I really didn’t think the guards would move out of the way or open the gate. I was more than prepared to slam into that fucking thing.