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I smiled at him. “I came so hard it made me cry. So I would say yes, they are good tears.”

Keelan smiled back at me. Pushing my legs apart, he leaned between them to give me a kiss. Then another one, before pulling out of me and going back into the bathroom to dispose of the condom.

I took that time to scoot farther back on the bed. When he returned, he crawled onto the bed next to me and laced his fingers behind his head. “Still feeling angry?”

I snorted. “I don’t think it’s possible to still be angry after three orgasms.”

“It shouldn’t be possible to be angry after one orgasm, but you were ready to commit murder. I figured I would play it safe and give you three.”

I reached for a pillow and smacked him with it, making him laugh as he blocked it with his arm. “Don’t act like you were doing me any favors. You were only trying to show up Knox,” I said and smacked him with the pillow again.

He snatched the pillow away with a chuckle. “I’ll be honest, baby girl, I forgot all about my brother the moment you dropped to your knees in the shower.” He tossed the pillow to the side and lunged for me.

I fought to prevent him from pinning me. It was odd and kind of a turn-on, despite just having had sex, to somewhat spar while naked. Both of those feelings distracted me enough to give him the upper hand. I wound up on my stomach with his hands pinning mine behind my back and his cock nestled between my butt cheeks. I bucked up against him in a futile attempt to get him off of me. All it did was make him grow hard again. I guessed I wasn’t the only one getting turned on sparring naked.

He let out a breathy laugh. “That first time you grounded me, I really thought I might have met my soulmate.” His lips pressed to my spine, making me squirm. I tried to pull my wrists from his grasp as he started trailing kisses up. “I am certain now that you are,” he added.

His words made me stop resisting. “I love you, pretty boy.”

I felt his mouth stretch into a smile between my shoulder blades. “I love you, too, baby girl.”

When his kisses reached my neck, I tilted my head to the side to give him better access.

“I don’t think we’ll be leaving this room today,” he whispered in my ear.

Chapter Fourteen

Later that night,we were all sitting in the living room. I was lounging on the couch getting my feet rubbed by Colt while Creed, Knox, and Keelan were sitting on the floor around the coffee table playing cards. We had a fire going and I found myself in a trance watching the flames as I ran my finger over the long scar that went up my inner arm.

“What are you thinking about, babe?” Colt asked.

I blinked a few times to break free. “I was thinking about how I got this scar.”

Knox, Keelan, and Creed went silent.

Colt’s hands stilled on my feet. “What made you think of that?”

“My hair,” I answered. It had been over a week and I still wasn’t used to it. I still saw her when I looked in the mirror. “I had built these walls inside my head to help keep that night buried in the furthest corner of my mind. I’ve been working to tear those walls down to face what happened that night. That day Logan showed you the pictures of all of Mr. X’s victims, I only told you what I could about the night my family was murdered because that was as far as I could get before I hit a wall.”

Creed, Knox, and Keelan had frozen in the middle of their game. None of them were looking at the hand of cards they each held. Instead, their focus was on me.

“It was the last wall and I thought it was going to be the hardest one I’d have to tear down. I don’t know exactly when it happened, but I discovered the wall wasn’t there anymore when I was getting stitched up at Micah’s shop.”

“I was surprised when Alaric asked you about your scars and you were so forthcoming on how you got them,” Colt said.

“I think that wall went down because I needed it to,” I said, and then let out a humorless huff of a laugh. “Which really shows how hard I’ve been making this whole facing-my-past crap for myself.”

“Why did you need the wall to go down?” Knox asked.

I met his eyes. “Because I needed to be able to look back at that night and learn anything I could from it, so I won’t make the same mistakes again.” I took my feet off of Colt’s lap and put them on the floor. Resting my elbows on my knees, I ran my finger over my scar again. “Keeping us safe is more important than my fear of the past.”

Knox put his cards on the table and got up to sit on the loveseat across the room on the other side of the coffee table. He locked his eyes with mine. “How did you get that scar?”

My finger stilled over the middle of it. Taking a second, I emotionally prepared myself for what I was about to do. I knew it was time and the best part was that I was finally ready to tell them. “If I’m going to tell you that, I should probably start from where I left off.”

“You were hiding in your father’s office with Shayla,” Colt said.

I nodded.