Making Choices (Black Shamrocks MC Book 2) by Kylie Hillman Read Free Book Online Page B

“You’re right. We have been dancing around this. And you’re also right that I’ve thrown myself at you a few times since Mik and I broke up.”
    Closing the space between us, she stands on her toes and places her hands on either side of my face. She’s tall for a woman, standing an inch or so under six-foot, but even with her height I still need to bend as she tugs my face to hers and plants a close-mouthed kiss on my lips.
    It lasts for mere seconds in reality, although the seconds feel like an eternity to me.
    I’ve wanted this for years.
    As I’m debating whether to deepen the kiss, she pulls back from me.
    The threatening tears spill from her eyes.
    “If Mik didn’t own my heart, I’d be yours in a minute. I love you, Timber. I really do. But I’m not in love with you.” I can’t control myself as I jerk away from her. Her words hurt me—even though I always knew the truth—and my reaction hurts her.
    Her falling tears gather speed.
    “I could be in a world where Mik didn’t exist, but he does, and he’s it for me. I’m so sorry for playing with your feelings because I’ve been lonely and lost, but you need to put this behind you. You need to shut off your feelings for me and pour all of them into JJ. I truly think she’s the one for you, but you’re blocking it by fixating on how you feel about me.”
    Princess’s voice is strong and resolute as she tells me what she thinks I should do. I’ve been kidding myself all along that she didn’t know how I felt about her.
    As usual, she’s one step ahead of us all.
    Drawing in a big breath, she continues speaking, “JJ knows, doesn’t she? That’s why she doesn’t like me? That’s why you gave her an ultimatum? If you can scare her into leaving you, then you can blame everything failing on her. You can keep licking your wounds about what Amy did, and you can keep me on my pedestal as the unattainable woman that no one else can compete with.”
    The fury that has burned inside me for eight years spikes at her mention of Amy.
    We’re not going there. Ever .
    My first instinct is to tear huge fucking strips off of her for daring to assume she knows what’s going on in my head. But when I look at her standing there, with her hands on hips and her expression overflowing with her love and worry for me, I swallow the urge and force myself to think about what she’s saying.
    “I want to tell you to get fucked right now. That you’re fucking wrong about everything.” At my admission, she arches one delicate, blonde eyebrow as a silent challenge. “But we both know you’re right.”
    Grinning at me, she rolls her eyes. “Well, duh. You should know by now that I’m always right.”
    “Don’t be a smartass, Princess. You’re only partially right. Yeah, I’m running away like a pussy, but JJ’s also got some shit she needs to deal with before we can go any-fucking-where. I’m not willing to play second fiddle, and she needs to...”
    With an impatient wave of her hand, she cuts me off. “I told you, I don’t need to know what her issues are. It doesn’t matter what they are, you big moron.”
    Getting in my face, she starts waving her hands around to emphasize her points. “What I can tell you is that you can’t simply dish out an ultimatum and then leave her to sort through everything by herself. That’s not fair. She won’t pick you, if you do that. Haven’t you learned anything from sticking your nose into mine and Mik’s problems all the time? You give us so much great advice, yet you can’t work that out for yourself?”
    Taking a step away from her, I drop my chin to my chest and inspect the floor.
    When she puts it like that, it seems so straightforward. The only problem is that it’s not.
    Even after her surprising jealousy tonight, I’m still not sure how JJ feels about me, and while I know I have feelings for her, they aren’t to the depth that I have for Maddi.
    Not yet. Maybe not ever.
    I can’t just switch my