The words she’d said so easily to Garrett haunted him. He wanted so desperately to hear them from her lips. Directed at him. Wanted to go back in time to when not a day passed that she didn’t tell him how much she loved him.
But a woman will only go so long putting her heart on the line without getting anything in return. If only he’d just returned them. I love you too, baby. Only in the beginning. Later, he’d nod or even smile. In the end, he didn’t even do that. He’d felt too guilty. The words that were so sweet in the beginning became daggers that slithered insidiously between his ribs and into the vulnerable organs beneath. He’d felt like the worst sort of hypocrite, and so he’d remained silent, until finally she’d stopped saying anything at all.
That had been the worst. He lived each day hoping to hear those words again, only to get angry and resentful when they didn’t come. He punished her for what was his own doing.
“Ethan.”
Ethan looked up to see Sam studying him in the rearview mirror.
Sam sighed. “I wish I knew what to say, man. I know this isn’t easy for you.”
“This isn’t about me,” he gritted out. “It’s about her. It’s all about her. She’s what’s important.”
Sam nodded. “I know that. But you’re hurting too. You’re not a machine. You can’t just shut it off because you don’t want to feel the pain.”
“I can handle anything as long as I get her back,” Ethan said in a low, desperate voice.
At that, Garrett turned, his gaze probing and thoughtful. “You have her back, man. What are you so afraid of?”
Ethan swallowed. Never would he admit to his brothers just how much of a role he’d played in Rachel getting on that plane to South America, how he’d driven her away, rejected her and her love.
How could he possibly ever tell them that what he feared most was losing her . . . again . . . after getting her back?
CHAPTER 16
“RUSTY is gone!” Marlene said as she waved her hands frantically in front of her.
“Calm down, Mom,” Joe said soothingly.
She shot Joe a fierce glare. “I will not calm down. I’m tired of my sons telling me to calm down.”
“What do you mean she’s gone?” Nathan asked.
Marlene threw her hands up as she surveyed three of her sons as they slouched in her living room. None of them looked like he was in the least concerned that Rusty had run away. Rusty had been quiet since the news had broken of Rachel’s homecoming, but Marlene hadn’t expected her to disappear on the day Rachel was due to arrive.
“I sometimes wonder if all the common sense wasn’t handed out long before you two came along,” she muttered.
Nathan winced. “Ouch, Mom. That wasn’t necessary.”
Donovan cracked up. But before he could issue a snappy comeback, Marlene shut him down with a well-aimed frown.
“I want you all to get your butts up and help me find her. I can’t handle this right now. Rachel is due home anytime now and Rusty is gone.”
“Has it ever occurred to you that she wants to be gone?” Donovan said carefully. “You can’t make her stay, Mom. She’s a troubled kid. You can’t save them all.”
“I don’t care if she wants to be gone, not that I believe she wants to be out on her own for a minute. She needs to have her rear end back in the house. I have no idea what’s happened, but unless I hear it from her own lips, we’re going to treat this as a family member in need. Would you be sitting here arguing if I told you one of your brothers had disappeared? You certainly didn’t waste any time going after Rachel when you learned she was in trouble.”
Nathan scowled and stood up. “Now wait just a minute, Mom. You can’t compare this kid to Rachel. She’s just using you and Dad.”
Marlene’s lips tightened. “I want all three of you out looking for her. Don’t you dare come back without her. I’ll go find your dad and we’ll take the truck. You call me the minute you find her, you hear?”
Joe sighed and rolled his eyes.
“That’s enough disrespect out of you, young man,” she snapped.
“Yes, ma’am,” he said meekly.
They all wore disgruntled looks, but they shoved off the couch and headed out the front door.