Dark Secret - Avelyn Paige Page 0,32
be together forever. I thought we were going to be a family.”
His eyes narrow. “What the fuck are you talking about, woman? You never gave me a goddamn chance to choose anything.”
Heat washes over me as my anger reaches its breaking point. I shove past him and point toward the bed in the center of the room. “I’m talking about the night you were patched in! I’m talking about the two bimbos you had in that very bed, catching God knows how many diseases.”
His eyebrows furrow. “What bimbos? What are you fucking saying?” He sounds so sincere, I almost believe him.
“I was here that night, Wyatt. I showed up to your little party and went looking for you. One of the guys told me which room was yours, and when I came down the hall, I saw you. I saw you fucking Sasha and Layla in this very room, in this bed.” My body trembles with buried emotions. “You fucking broke us that night, you know. I was coming to tell you I was pregnant. I was so scared to tell you, and then…” I shake my head. “You just fucking broke us.”
“I broke us?” he snarls. “I didn’t fuck anybody that night. Ask Judge. Ask GP. They’ll all tell you the same fucking thing. I was going to propose to you that night, but you never showed up.”
Before I can stop myself, I shove him with all my might. “You’re lying! Stop fucking lying! You ruined everything. You ruined me!”
“Shelby,” he intones, his voice softer now, more soothing. “I’ve never lied to you, not once since I met you back when we were kids. Whoever you saw in this bed wasn’t me.”
I search for the memory of that night and mentally blow off the cobwebs. It was so long ago now. Is he telling the truth? Was it someone else?
That bitch.
Sasha’s back was to me as she rode the man lying on the bed. Layla was facing me, up near the headboard, riding his face. When she saw me, she looked pleased with herself.
I’d never actually seen the man’s face, as she was on it. The only part of him I saw was his legs and feet. It could have been anyone.
“Layla and Sasha,” I whisper. “They were in your bed, riding you.”
“It wasn’t me.”
“Layla saw me. She made a show of it, smiling at me, like I caught you cheating on me with them. She was happy about it.”
“Shel, it wasn’t me. The second I realized you weren’t here, I went looking for you. I went to Kasey’s, and even your dad’s. Fucker gave me a shiner when I tried to go inside to find you.”
I look into his eyes and see the sincerity in them. It wasn’t him. I step away from him.
“Oh, God,” I sob, clapping my hand over my mouth.
I’d abandoned him that night. I’d taken off and never looked back. I’d kept his daughter from him.
“Shelby,” Wyatt calls, pulling me back to the present. “Please tell me you didn’t keep my daughter a secret from me for all these years because of some fucked-up assumption you made.”
I pull in a deep breath, hoping to keep the tears from falling. I’ve never cried as much as I have in the past few days. “I’m so sorry, Wyatt.”
“You’re sorry?” he screams. “You’re fucking sorry? You left me! You fucking walked out on me without a word, all because of a fucking misunderstanding, and you’re fucking sorry?”
Any hope I had of keeping my tears at bay disappear at the tone of his voice. His face is red, his eyes full of rage. Violent sobs rip from my throat.
Placing his hands on my arms, he gives me a gentle shake. “You destroyed me.”
I don’t know what else to say. “I’m sorry.”
He presses his forehead to mine, his shaky breath fanning across my tear-soaked cheeks. “You fucking gutted me.”
“I’m sorry.”
“You left me.” His lips barely graze mine, but that simple touch is like lighting a torch. The darkness of my mistake, and the pain of what I’d done, disappears in an instant.
I pop up on the tips of my toes and reach up, spearing my fingers into the short hairs at the back of his neck. My lips peck tentatively at his once, twice, and then a third time.
And that’s all it takes. Before I know what’s happening, my legs are wrapping around his waist, his hands gripping my ass, pulling me closer. Our kiss is fierce and hot,