lip and I have to move my blankets to hide my reaction to her. “Are you sure? Maybe she was right. Maybe I should help you since it really is all of my fault.” She shakes her head, more to herself than to me. “I mean, who else is dumb enough to forget that they’re holding a freaking axe!” She removes her hand from mine and runs it through her hair. “Seriously, I couldn’t be any more of a screw up if I tried. I can’t seem to get anything right.” She starts chewing on her lip again and looks down at her hands that she’s wringing in her lap. “Maybe my father was right, I am a useless idiot.” She mumbles low, just not low enough for me not to hear.
I grit my teeth. That miserable son of a bitch! “Elle…” I start but am cut off when my doctor walks in the room.
She gives me a sheepish look while turning several shades of red. I guess she realized that I heard her. Because she is staring at the doctor like he’s her saving grace.
Unfortunately for me, he’s nothing but the bearer of bad news.
After spending a decent amount of timing going over the details of my surgery. He went into how long my recovery and rehabilitation will be. To say that this is going to be a long process is an understatement. He even decided to tell me that I most definitely would need to stay with someone since I’ll need my bandages changed and literally can not move my arm at all for a bit. Honestly, part of me is wondering if my mother has somehow gotten to the man. I doubt it. But I am sure that he informed my menace of a mother this and her mind started running wild. Either way, I’m screwed. Especially once I see the stubborn look of the woman sitting next to me. Yup….I’m screwed.
My horrible suspicions were confirmed two days later when I was being released from the hospital. Did I think that it was odd that Elle was there? Not especially, considering she has barely left my side. However, seeing her brother and both of mine with nothing but mischief in their eyes made my stomach bottom out. I have a feeling that my mother had gotten to them and that they didn’t even consider not going along with it. Hell, judging from their downright gleeful looks, they couldn’t agree fast enough….fuckers.
But I didn’t realize how thoroughly screwed I was until we pulled to a place that I knew was Elle’s. Strictly because I’m her employer and wanted to make sure that she was living somewhere adequate and safe.
I decided to play along and get out of Mason’s truck without any trouble and follow everyone into Elle’s apartment. I got halfway into her living room before I understood exactly how busy my mother and brothers had been for the past two days. A shit ton of my clothes, laptop, and toiletries were all laying on her couch. Those assholes had gone into my house and made sure that I couldn’t find a reason to leave. The fuckers even brought my pillows.
I turned to look at the three idiots that I planned on killing as soon as I was at full strength and glared. All those jackasses did was smile broadly at me. I looked towards Elle, who had that damn stubborn look on her face that I’ve seen a few other times when we would go head to head. This is the one that means that she wouldn’t be backing down.
Getting an idea, I looked over at Ben and raised my eyebrows. “You really think that I, a single man, should be living with your little sister?” What? I would never hurt her, but he doesn’t know that.
Unfortunately, all he did was smirk and shake his head at my obviously pathetic attempt to play on his big brother instincts. All he said was. “Have you met your mother?” He snorted, gave Elle a kiss on the head, and walked out with my traitor ass brothers trailing right behind him.
The click of the door shutting sounded like a nail in my coffin. There was absolutely no way that I would be able to live with her. I’m barely able to keep my shit together at work. My time away from her was what allowed me to get my head together and mentally prepare for the next. And considering how