Part 2 (2/2)

Seriously?

”Well, they get naked and he puts his c.o.c.k ins-”

”Ok! No! Enough! That's NOT what I meant.”

I couldn't help but smile at her reaction.

”What I mean is how does she marry one brother then sleep with the other?”

”Easy. She was sleeping with him before we even got married.”

Willow got up from her place in the gra.s.s and came to sit beside me. I had to adjust myself because my c.o.c.k was still hard.

”So, you're ok with them being together?”

”I've had a long time to get over it.” If only she knew exactly how long.

We sat in silence for a while listening to the wind blow through the trees. My eyes were really starting to burn and I wanted nothing more than to go back inside, but something about having Willow next to me kept me in my place.

”You don't look so hot.”

”How many times do you plan on calling me ugly this week?”

”That's not what I meant Tobias. Your eyes are red. Did you get something in them from the wind?”

She genuinely seemed concerned which was weird since I'm the one who kidnapped her.

”No, it's the sun.”

”Are you high or something?”

I couldn't help but laugh.

”No, I'm not high. It's just part of the curse.” I regret opening my mouth as soon as the words fly out of it. There was no way in h.e.l.l Tristan told her about the curse and now I've gone an opened my big mouth.

I stood up and left Willow sitting on the steps by herself. I needed to get away from her before she started asking any more questions. That woman had an unparalleled ability to siphon information out of people like gas with a hose.

She didn't protest my leaving. I'm sure a part of her couldn't wait to get rid of me. I wasn't too worried about her trying to take off again. From the looks of it she's settling in pretty nicely here and I'm not even sure she had anywhere to go if she left.

When I brought Willow here she had no form of identification or any sort of personal belongings now that I think about it. No one has even bothered looking for her as far as I know. I've been at the pub every night the past week and not once has someone asked around about a blue haired girl.

I realized there was so much I didn't know about her. So much I wanted to know about her. There was something special about her and not just the fact that she could make my c.o.c.k hard with just a single smile either.

CHAPTER FOUR.

WILLOW.

I lay awake in my bed for hours. For some reason I just couldn't fall asleep. The events of today kept replaying in my mind. Tristan is sleeping with Amelia who was Tobias's wife. I just didn't understand how Tobias was ok with it. What really confused me, though, is how Tristan could actually do something like that to his own brother.

In the week I've been in the house, Tristan is the only one who has kept me company. After the first day, Tobias disappeared to G.o.d only knows where, and Amelia was more likely to poison my drink when I wasn't looking as opposed to hanging out with me.

Since coming to this town I've kept to myself and avoided people at all costs. At least here at the house I didn't have to worry about people trying to invade my privacy or getting to know me.

Everyone has a story. That's what my mom used to say. She told me to keep from judging people because everyone has a story that makes them who they are. My story started out great but after my mom's death it became h.e.l.l.

I left behind everything when I ran away. My life, my friends, and even my little sister Jennica. Of all the things I regret, leaving her is the one thing I regret the most. I left her behind to face everything that I was running from. I left her alone to deal with my father.

Thinking of her only made my heart ache. I needed something to distract me from the pain and the guilt. Sleep was eluding me anyway so I might as well stop trying. The house was dark at night. Being so far in the middle of the woods made it pitch black unless you turned a light on. Best part about it was the view of the stars.

The first night I was finally allowed outside of the house, I laid under the night sky for hours admiring the beauty that lit up the sky. Everything was so clear it was like I was on another planet altogether. Tristan told me it was because we were so far from the city and town that there were no lights to dim out the stars. It was completely breath taking.

Tonight would be the perfect night to lie under the stars except the sky had clouded over a few hours after Tobias left me sitting outside. I didn't understand him. One minute he seemed like a total hard a.s.s, and the next it's like I can catch a glimpse of another part of him. A softer side that is less guarded. That wasn't the only thing I caught a glimpse of, that man had no shame. His body was exquisite, and the tattoo that stretched across the right side of his torso was the kind of thing that would make a woman want to lick his body. .

I used to wonder why he was such an a.s.s. After finding out about Amelia and Tristan though it kind of makes sense. I think he's just closed himself off to the world because he's afraid of getting hurt again.

Speaking of Tristan and Amelia, I could hear them from outside her room. They were going at it like a couple of h.o.r.n.y teenagers. It was unbelievable how they could care so little about how their late night escapades might be affecting Tobias.

I was disgusted by the new side of Tristan I never would have thought he had, the side that could betray his own brother. Tristan seemed like such a sweetheart. Now I don't even know what to think. Amelia's always seemed like a b.i.t.c.h from the start and my opinion about that hasn't altered in the slightest.

One good thing I can say about Tristan though is that he kept the cupboards and fridge well stocked with food. No amount of morally questionable s.e.xcapades could change that.

”You could probably see better if you turned on a light.”

Tobias's voice made me jump and drop a gla.s.s bowl I had just taken out of the cupboard.

”s.h.i.+t! I'm sorry.” His apology was a surprise. Somehow I've never pictured the words I'm sorry coming out of Tobias's mouth.

Before I could even move Tobias had picked me up and placed me on the countertop of the island in the middle of their kitchen. I couldn't see anything other than a shadow by my feet. Was he picking up gla.s.s in the dark?

”You're going to cut yourself. Who the h.e.l.l cleans up gla.s.s in the dark? Let me help you.”

”Don't move.”

That was more of a command than a request.

”At least turn on the light.”

”Oh, now you're worried about the lights.”

I couldn't help but laugh.

I watched his shadowy figure cross the room and dump the gla.s.s into the garbage bin before turning on the light switch. My hand automatically flew up to protect my eyes.

”Ow, sure go ahead and blind me.”

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