agony on Breezy’s face when he’d coldly told her to get the hell away from him.
“I gave her money. Lots of it, and I did it in an ugly way, implying I was paying for a year’s service. I was as harsh, as brutal, as I could possibly be. I made it clear I was going to be with other women. I didn’t want her to stay in the hopes that we’d get back together. I wanted her so far away from there her father and brother—and me—could never find her. If I didn’t make it seem as if she meant nothing to me, she wouldn’t leave, and I knew I wasn’t strong enough not to keep her.”
“Fuck, Steele,” Reaper said. “You’ve always been the smart one. What were you thinking?”
“You dug yourself a hell of a hole,” Maestro said. “Bree thought you walked on water.”
She had. She would have done anything for him. Now, she looked at him as if he was the same as her father and brother. He didn’t like that. Maybe he deserved it after the disgusting things he’d said to drive her away, but he didn’t like it.
There was a long silence. Czar shifted in his seat. It was clear even their president didn’t have any advice for him.
“I’m not giving her up,” Steele declared. “Not again. The chemistry is still there between us whether she likes it or not—and she doesn’t like it. I don’t much give a damn. We’re getting my boy back and then she’s going to stay with me.”
“You can’t make her stay,” Keys said. “Women have a way of making up their own minds, bro.”
“Why the hell can’t he make her stay?” Ice demanded. “If there’s chemistry and he uses what we spent a lifetime learning, seducing her into staying shouldn’t be that difficult.”
The others nodded. Lana rolled her eyes. “Ice, you’re an idiot. You already nearly lost Anya for Reaper, don’t even try to advise Steele.”
“No, wait,” Player said. “Ice actually has something there. She never could resist you, Steele. You know that. Ice has me thinking about when he was telling Reaper to knock Anya up. You did it once pretty easily with Breezy. A woman might take care of one kid alone, but two?”
“If you keep her in the compound instead of taking her to your house, there’s no way she could leave,” Preacher added. “Especially now that we’ve ‘lost’ her truck.”
Lana narrowed her eyes at her brother. “I can’t believe you’d even think that, let alone say it. We’re not keeping Breezy against her will.”
“I am,” Steele said. “Until she sees reason, I’m keeping her by whatever means I have to. I had to save her from what was coming. You know I did. Bridges would have killed her or sold her into slavery. He’s that sick of a bastard. I had no choice and it was hell and has been every fucking minute she’s been gone. I didn’t go about it the right way, mostly because I was so pissed finding out I’m a fucking pervert, but I’m not giving her up again. I just need time to get her to change her mind about me.”
“Holding her prisoner isn’t going to change her mind,” Lana said. She glared around the table. “Let’s take this to Blythe. See what she thinks.”
“She isn’t going to understand what’s at stake,” Steele said.
“What is at stake?” Czar asked.
“My sanity,” Steele admitted without hesitation. “My fucking life.”
Czar looked around the table. “Your brother just put it on the line. All of it. Breezy’s young. She’s just shy of twenty-one now, and that makes her an adult. She belongs to Steele. She’s got a child. Steele’s son, so that woman and that boy are ours. We do whatever it takes to help him keep her.”
He waited for each person to agree. Lana sighed heavily but she nodded, the same as every other man and Alena. They would do their best to keep Breezy there with Steele.
“Let’s talk about getting Zane back,” Czar said. “We need a plan.”
“Bree says they’re probably moving him every few days, and I agree,” Steele said. They were back on firm ground. He’d felt as if the ground had been shifting out from under him ever since he knew he would have to confess to the others that he had been with his woman even when she was underage. He hadn’t known, but he blamed himself because he should have known. He should have taken an interest