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Fucking great.
Now Tanner is looking between where Damon is off pacing in the distance and me.
Rubbing at the back of my neck, I lean my head against the SUV.
“Nothing. That shit is over.”
“About damn time,” Priest mutters as he positions the jack to work on the back tire.
He’s not wrong about that.
This shit with Emily needed to end. I realized it on the ride home from her house the other night, my mind made up as I pulled into my driveway and decided to confront Damon with the truth of everything going on.
Not the full truth, obviously. He doesn’t know that Emily and I have been fucking again, and he has no clue she’s been talking to our father behind our backs, but he is aware of the secrets she’s kept from him from before we left for college. I made sure of that.
I was hoping it would be enough to back him off, but with the way he’s acting with me today, I have my doubts.
Damon is angry. That much is apparent, and nothing good ever comes from his temper flaring.
Which is why I’ve been keeping my distance and letting him cool down. The last thing we need on top of the shitshow Ivy caused is Damon starting a fight.
He has a right to be angry with me, though. I should have left shit alone after what happened at the engagement party. Should have walked away and not demanded Emily give us another six weeks. It was fucking stupid of me to think any of this could work out.
And letting her go again? Yeah, it won’t be easy, but I need to grit my teeth and cut her off.
I can’t trust her.
I’m only hurting her, and it’s driving me so fucking nuts I can barely sleep at night.
“Ivy went to some cabin upstate,” Gabe announces as he steps up to stand beside Tanner. “And Emily is with her from what Dylan said.”
Stifling the growl that wants to crawl up my throat to know Emily is out of reach, I roll my neck again and run my tongue over my top teeth.
We’re done with her.
I’m done with her.
So why the fuck do I want to jump in my Jeep and chase her ass down?
Tanner glances at Gabe.
“Should we leave tonight to go get her?”
Priest chuckles at that.
“Jesus. Those poor women. What? Do you have tracking devices strapped to them?”
Gabe smiles. “It’s not a bad idea.”
Tanner raises his brows in agreement.
“And no,” Gabe says, “let’s give her a few days and set something up to corner her. You know how she is.”
Don’t we all? If I weren’t so pissed about her taking out my tires as well, I’d be laughing my ass off about this.
Shane walks over from the car he just finished.
“Almost done. Once the Jeep is finished, we can all take off.” He glances at me. “What crawled up Damon’s ass? I tried talking to him a little while ago, and he almost took my head off for it.”