doesn’t believe me? What if she doesn’t want to hear it, or it’s too late, and she doesn’t care?”
His bark of laughter was not the comfort I was expecting. “What are you, twenty? You’re a grown man, Daniel. We don’t hide behind lack of conversation. We’re getting older, we don’t have time to wait around for conversations to just happen or for luck to keep throwing us opportunities and hoping for the best. You have to act. Buck up and at least give her the opportunity to decide that. Grovel like the baby you’re acting like.”
“You’re really sucking at pep-talks tonight.”
He shrugged.
“Now I’m going to ask you again…Do you love her? Love her enough to chance her kicking you in the balls and telling you to fuck off? Love her enough to let her kick you in the balls even if she does accept your sorry ass so she can feel better?”
I didn’t even have to think. “Yeah. I love her. So fucking much.”
“Good,” another voice said behind me. I turned to find Ian and Erik glaring, arms across their chests, legs braced like they were hitmen there to finish me off.
Erik leaned closer. “Now go fucking fix her before we kick your ass, right here, in your own club.”
“Hold on, boys,” Kent stepped in. “I agree, he’s a dumbass—”
“Thanks, friend.”
“—but let’s all calm down.”
“I’ll calm down when I see Hanna smiling again,” Erik growled.
The thought of Hanna not smiling pierced my chest, an ache blooming like blood spreading across a shirt. I hated that I’d hurt her. I hated that I hadn’t just told her I loved her when she said it to me.
“All right, boys,” Kent said. “Let’s take this somewhere less crowded so we can talk.”
We got up, and Kent led us to one of the sitting areas tucked away in the corner.
I sunk into the leather chair, digging my fingers into my eyes. “She won’t talk to me.”
“Have you tried?” Erik asked.
“Not since she kicked me out of the office.”
He lunged to the edge of his seat and bared his teeth. “Then get off your lazy ass and do something.”
“What do you want me to do?” I asked, tossing my arms out in frustration.
“Fucking apologize.”
“I did, dammit.”
“No. You need to apologize when emotions aren’t high, so she at least knows you tried, and then you need to apologize again when she’s calmed down,” Erik explained.
“And then a few million times after that, too,” Kent added.
“The point is, if you love her, then you don’t give up on one try,” Erik deadpanned before getting serious. “You make her listen, and after she hears you—really hears you, then you can make your decision on what to do next. But most of the time, they just want to be reassured you want them, that they are important enough to fight for. Show her she’s important enough to fight for. Unless she isn’t, then I’ll be happy to beat the shit out of you,” he added.
“Of course, she is.”
“Then why are you here drinking?”
“Because he’s scared,” Kent taunted.
My legs flexed, getting ready to jump across the space and pummel my best friend, but Erik’s hand on my shoulder, pinned me down.
“Listen, if you push too hard, I’ll kill you. But if you don’t try at all, I’ll have to kill you still.”
Resting my elbows on my knees, I held my head in my hands. “Jesus,” I breathed. Why was this so hard? I was almost forty, and here I sat with three men almost as emotionally stunted as I was, giving me advice on how to win a girl back. I’d never had to work for a woman, they always flocked to me.
But Hanna wasn’t just any other woman. She was special. She radiated confidence, strength, and beauty, and women like that didn’t flock to anyone. I needed to shove any insecurities aside and talk to her.
“How is she?” I asked softly.
“She’s running,” Erik said.
My face screwed up. “Hanna hates running.”
“Exactly. She doesn’t leave her office much, and she runs in the morning like she’s trying to make herself feel as bad physically as she does emotionally.”
Another sharp pierce, and my lungs constricted. I fought the urge to get up and go to her right then. I wanted to comfort her and make the pain go away. I just hoped she’d let me.
But hope wasn’t a strategy, and if I wanted to win her back, I needed a strategy.
I slowly lifted my head to Erik, who lounged back like he