girl either, yet here he is ripping my fucking heart out.”
“You should’ve thought about that before you crawled into my bedroom that night and undid my pants, wanting to discover what was below the belt.”
“Fuck you,” Alana spits out. “Clearly, it was the biggest mistake of my life. Your brother will never forgive me for cheating in the first place. Just imagine if he knew it was with you.”
It’s quiet for a second before Logan says, “Maybe he should know.”
“I’ll never speak to you again, Logan. I swear. You better not.”
“I’m not going to. I need some fucking air to think. Go back inside before someone gets suspicious and finds us out here arguing. I told you not to follow me in the first place.”
I don’t hear anything for a few seconds and then Logan comes into view. I consider pretending I didn’t overhear his conversation with Alana, but I can’t. I’m so fucking angry that I push away from the cabin. “It was you?”
Logan stops dead in his tracks, his back tensing. “You weren’t supposed to hear that,” he says, turning to face me. “It was a stupid mistake that I regret.”
I shake my head and push him back when he reaches for my shoulders. “How could you do that to Madden? To your own fucking brother?” I shove his chest, anger taking over. “Huh? Tell me!”
“I don’t know,” he says gently. “It just happened. And then it was too late to take back.”
“Tell him,” I bite out. “He deserves to know the truth. You need to tell him.”
“I can’t, Natalie. I can’t do that.”
“You can and you will.” I look up to meet his green eyes, wanting him to see how serious I am. “Either you do it or I will.”
“Drop it, Natalie. It’s not happening.”
“Wrong answer.” I go to walk away, unable to look at him right now, but Logan grips my arm, pulling me backward.
“Let me go,” I grind out. “Now.”
“Let’s talk about it, Natalie. Please.”
I get ready to tell him to fuck off, but Madden coming at us has me shaking Logan’s grip off and taking a step back.
Madden looks ready to murder his brother and I don’t blame him one bit. I feel the exact same way.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
MADDEN
“What the fuck are you doing, brother? Huh?” I slam Logan against the side of the cabin, my hand moving up to grip his throat as I turn to look at Natalie, who looks emotionally wrecked. “Go inside. Now.”
She shoots Logan a hard look, her chest heaving and her hands shaking at her sides. “We’re through, Logan. I’m done with you.”
“Nope.” I slam my brother harder against the cabin when he attempts to go after Natalie as she walks away. “Don’t even look at her right now. What the fuck is going on? That’s not how you treat women. You don’t grab them that way. I know you.”
He squeezes his eyes shut and swears under his breath, before gripping my hand and yanking it from his throat. “This isn’t the time to talk about it, Madden; not here with all of our friends. I just need to get to Natalie and talk. I didn’t mean to be so rough with her.”
“No. Fuck that. It’s the perfect time to talk about it. Give her some space.” I motion around the darkness. “There’s nobody out here but the two of us. Everyone else is out back by the fire. Now talk. To me. Not her. I’m not letting you anywhere near her until you calm the fuck down.”
When he doesn’t start talking, I slam him against the cabin again, my anger taking over. “Talk!” I growl out, digging my forearm into his throat.
“Madden, stop!” I feel Alana’s hand pulling at my arm, before I see her beside us. Her eyes are rimmed red like she’s been crying. “It’s not all on him. It was me too. I fucked up too. Let him go.” Her voice shakes when I turn to face her. “I’m sorry, Madden. I don’t… I don’t know what else to say. You weren’t supposed to find out this way.”
It takes a second before it clicks, my arm digging harder into my brother’s neck. “You?” I question, seeing red. “You and Alana? All this fucking time I thought it was someone that meant nothing to me—just some piece of shit out to get laid—but instead it was my own fucking brother.”
I growl out and punch the wall beside Logan’s head. He closes his eyes in shame. “You