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away! I feel guilty the moment the thought passes through my mind, but my guilt doesn’t make it feel any less true. If she hadn’t wanted to hold on to him, she wouldn’t have stayed away for so long. I almost lost Angel because I clung to her so tightly, a direct result of the broken heart my mother left me with. Angel is the most important thing in the world to me, and my mother and brother nearly took her from me. I decide I hate them, and immediately feel better. Knowing how I feel is so much easier than wallowing in uncertainty.
    Okay, so I hate them. What next? Hate or not, I’ve got to face them. Or, actually... There’s nothing keeping me here, really. The only thing that matters is Angel. This is not at all how I pictured our first holiday together.
    There’s a lightness in my step that’s been missing since the moment my mother arrived. I duck my head against the cold, hurrying through the wooded path that leads past the back door of the house. I’m going to find Angel, and then she and I are going to go home, crawl under the covers, and not surface for the rest of the night.
    It’s the only thing I want, the only thing that will make me feel better. No, not sex, although that’s part of the plan, but Angel herself. I’m almost back to the house when I hear someone shout for Chelsea, or maybe shouting at her. Leaves crunch under my feet as I double my pace, coming through the opening in the trees just in time to see Chelsea spin toward Warren, annoyance hanging on her face like a lopsided mask. I can see her vulnerability underneath it, and uneasiness twists a knot in my stomach. Their heads are close now as they talk animatedly, and I feel strangely like I’m intruding on a private moment. The fuck?
    Then she’s turning away from him, but before she does I see tears pooling in her eyes. Warren calls out to her, but she doesn’t look back.
    Oh hell no. I don’t know what he said or did, but I know he upset her, and that shit isn’t going to fly. I stride toward him. “What the fuck did you do to her?”
    “Nothing.” He gives me a taunting look.
    ‘Nothing,’ my ass. “You stay the fuck away from her.”
    “That’s not going to be possible.”
    The little shit is grinning. He’s enjoying this, and that only pisses me off more. “You’ll make it possible, or else I will.”
    “Maybe you shouldn’t have left the little pow-wow with Daddy Dearest so fast, then. I’m sure he wants to talk to you, to fill you in. Why don’t you go on and talk, and then we’ll just see who I will and won’t be staying away from. ‘Cause Chelsea and I? She and I are going to be getting real damn close. We’re going to be like this.” He holds up two fingers, crossing them tightly.
    I’ve known guys like Warren my whole life. They think because I’m rich, the only way I’ll value and respect them is if they show they can beat my ass. Warren won’t be the first of them to find himself landing on his own ass if he crosses me. I step closer to him, until my chest is almost up against his. “I don’t know what your deal is, or why you’re here. But there’s one thing you’d better learn and you’d better learn it fast. I take care of what’s mine. Right now we aren’t enemies. In fact, you’re less than nothing to me. But if you screw with me, my father, or Chelsea, that’s going to change real fucking fast.”
    It’s time for a new rule. People who leave should stay gone. Don’t waste your time on them, or the baggage they bring back with them from their travels. If I’ve learned anything today, it’s that I was perfectly happy being an only child.
    “I’m not the only one being an ass here, you know.”
    “What the hell is that supposed to mean?” I think I might have said that out loud, rather than just thinking it.
    “Our mother came all this way because she wanted to see you. Have you given her the time of day?”
    My shoulders slump. She came back for me. She came back too late,