Unforgivably Broken (The Broken Series Book Two) Read Online Free PDF Page B

managed to kick the door in. And why?
    “Get the fuck out here! Now!” Kas barked before storming back down the hall.
    Zane dropped his forehead to my shoulder as we both tried to catch our breath. When the realization of how close we’d been and the position we were currently in hit me, I felt tears burning my eyes. I blinked them away before he looked up. He cupped my cheek with one hand and stared at me, those blue eyes piercing straight into my soul. It didn’t matter if I blinked the tears away, he knew me better than I knew myself most of the time.
    I didn’t break our gaze, worried about what he would say when he spoke. I didn’t want him to apologize. It wasn’t what either of us meant to happen but the last thing I wanted from him was any sign that he regretted what we almost did. His thumb moved against my cheek and all I could think was, please don’t apologize. Please don’t regret it.
    “I love you,” he finally said and my eyes, which had drifted closed during my silent pleading, flashed to his face. He kissed one corner of my lips before lifting his face to look in to my eyes again. Then, he repeated the motion, kissing the other corner and meeting my gaze, this time waiting for my response.
    “I love you, too .” My voice sounded stronger than it had any right to in the moment but it was enough. He touched his lips softly to mine, suddenly much more the Zane I’d become accustom to in our short time together.
    He sat up, grabb ed my shirt off the floor, and handed it to me. He kept his eyes politely downcast as I pulled it on and straightened my skirt. He grabbed his own shirt from the bed and tugged it over his head while I ran my fingers through my mussed up hair. I kicked off my heels, delaying the embarrassing walk of shame out to our family. We were inconsiderate with the yelling and the music. There was no doubt that they were going to let us have it.
    I followed Zane toward the door but he stopped before we got there and turned to me. He cupped my face in both of his hands and bent down, putting his forehead against mine. His features were drawn, the pain starting to show through, and I was flooded with guilt. I hadn’t stopped for even a second to think about how much he must have been hurting.
    “I can’t apologize for wanting to protect you. I will always risk pissing you off to keep you safe. If I had stayed here, I would have driven myself crazy worrying about you all night.” He spoke just loud enough that I could hear his words over the music. “I am apologizing for the way I went about things. I just wish you would stop trying to prove to everyone how damn independent you are and try to see this from my side. I need you, Pixie. And, I need you safe.” He touched his lips softly to mine and turned toward the door again without giving me a chance to respond.
    I sighed as I followed him, taking his hand as I passed through the doorway behind him. He was right, of course. All of this was new to me and although I got defensive in reaction to his demands earlier, he was only trying to protect me. I looked up at him and smiled, reaching up to straighten his hair in the back where it was mussed from my earlier grip. He laughed and it was only then that the yelling in the living room registered.
    His smile dropped immediately and he moved faster toward the sound, not releasing my hand. I could see Paige and Kas standing in the living room but neither of them were paying any attention to us.
    “How long has he known about this?” Tish’s voice was hard and I wondered who he was talking to. Zane’s grip on my hand tightened as he saw something I obviously couldn’t just yet. I stepped out from behind him and caught sight of Tish standing across from Lizzie.
    “Known about what?” Zane asked, his voice just as cold as Tish’s. Tish turned and Zane stepped away from me to take the paper he was holding out. I kept my distance, my jaw clenched as I watched Lizzie. She wasn’t paying