the
table. “She was almost hysterical, she was crying so hard. I held her to
comfort her and…it went a little beyond comforting.”
Dax ran a hand over his face. “We kissed
and things started getting hot. Everything was great until I tugged her down on
the bed and lay on top of her. That’s when she went crazy. She screamed at me
to get off her. And I mean screamed . When I moved, she almost fell off
the bed in her hurry to get away from me. She crawled to the corner, drew her
knees up to her chest and curled herself into a ball.”
The lump of emotion in Dax’s throat made it
hard to talk. There had been so much fear in Kelcey’s eyes. “I’ve never seen
anyone cry so hard. I think my lying on top of her brought back some horrible
memories for her.” Again, he looked from one brother to the other. “I think she
was raped.”
“Shit,” Griff muttered.
“Have Alaina or Emma ever said anything
about that?”
“Alaina hasn’t,” Rye said. “I don’t think
she knows.”
“I don’t think Emma knows either. She said
she doesn’t understand why Kelcey doesn’t date. If she knew about a rape, then
she’d understand Kelcey’s reluctance to get involved with a man.”
“Kelcey kissed me back. I could feel her
heartbeat speed up and her breathing got heavier. Her nipples were hard.
There’s no doubt she was turned on. I just…” He stopped and took a heavy
breath. “I wish I knew what to do.”
“Do you care about Kelcey?”
Dax frowned at what he considered an
inconsiderate question. “That’s a shitty thing to ask. Of course I care about
her.”
“I mean care about her, Dax, the way
I care about Alaina and Griff cares about Emma.”
His brother couldn’t possibly be asking if
he loved Kelcey. He barely knew her. He thought her sweet and lovely and
desirable, but love wasn’t even feasible. “I like her. I’m sorry some asshole
hurt her. But no, I don’t love her. And I have no intention of falling in love
with her or any other woman. I like my single life.”
“Sounds like what Emma said before she
became involved with Griff.”
“Rye—”
“As a man who didn’t want to become
involved with Alaina just because she’s Alesia’s sister, I know exactly what
you mean. I also know you can’t fight love, no matter how hard you try. It
knocks you over faster than a wrecking ball.”
“Amen to that,” Griff said.
“No,” Dax said adamantly. “Absolutely not.
If Kelcey and I have a physical relationship, that’s cool. Anything other than
that won’t happen. I won’t allow it to happen.”
* * * * *
Kelcey looked out the kitchen window at the
brothers. They all looked so serious. Dax must be telling them about what
happened last night.
Her stomach churned at the thought of people
she cared about knowing her secret. She’d never told anyone about her uncles,
not even Alaina and Emma. The three of them had been best friends ever since
they answered her ad for housemates almost four years ago. She thought of them
as the sisters she’d never had. They shared everything about each other.
Everything except her uncles’ abuse and a
mother who didn’t believe her own daughter.
She didn’t want to tell them. Even though
Kelcey knew what had happened to her was in no way her fault, it still shamed
her.
Emma stepped up beside her. “I stare at
them whenever possible too.”
“You must be talking about the Coleman
triplets.” Drying her hands on a dishtowel, Alaina joined her friends at the
window. She sighed. “What a nice view.”
“I really like the view from behind,” Emma
said with a grin.
“Oh yeah.” Alaina returned her grin. “They
all fill out a pair of jeans very well.”
“Especially in the crotch.”
Alaina giggled along with Emma. As usual,
Kelcey didn’t make any comments about sex. She couldn’t comment on something
when she had no experience.
Emma turned and leaned against the cabinet.
“Speaking of nice crotches, you haven’t told us how
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