Saving Lawson (Loving Lawson Book 2) by R.J. Lewis Read Free Book Online Page B

things she’ll probably never open up to you. We have a history you’ll never touch. Memories you’ll never have.”
                  I was trembling. It was painful hearing it because a lot of it was true. He was her first everything, and I felt like the rebound sometimes. But then I reflected on the way she looked at me. With warmth and love. No, she loved me. She was with me because I was the right guy for her.
                  “If you were so spectacular,” I said on a sneer, “then why didn’t she wait for you?”
                  The protruding vein at the base of his throat twitched. His eyes hardened and just as much as I was hurting at hearing what he was saying, I realized he was hurting worse. Fuck, I hadn’t come here for this.
                  “Ryker –”
                  “Fuck off and don’t come back again.” He stood up and made to leave.
                  “Ryker, I’m sorry,” I quickly apologized. “Look, man, I’m not here to fight. I just want to talk. Please, just talk. Tell me everything. We can work this out! Remove her from the picture for two minutes and just talk to me, man. You’re my brother.”
                  “We’re not brothers,” he snapped back as he took a step away from me. “And there’s nothing more to say.”
    I snapped out of that memory, shuddering at the guilt that swamped me every time I remembered his pain. It was dangerous thinking back on it. It made me wonder too much about his relationship with Allie and if they really did have something better between them. I wanted to be her best memories. I needed to believe I was.
    As soon as Kayden fell back asleep, I set up the bassinet in the bedroom next to our bed. Then I moved Kayden to it, making sure his pacifier was in his mouth and he was dry and changed. He was a smelly little man, farted up a storm after every feed. He’d eaten a lot just now and nine times out of ten he slept through until five in the morning. Hopefully he wouldn’t fuss and wake Allie up while I was away. She didn’t need to know I was gone.
    I slipped on my black hoodie and changed into dark jeans. I grabbed my keys and a pocket knife from inside my work bag and stuffed them in my pocket. Before leaving, I crawled into bed and held Allie for a couple minutes. Her days were long and hard. She was so exhausted she didn’t even stir. My chest felt heavy with my love for her, and for a moment I considered getting the job done tomorrow.
    But I couldn’t. It wasn’t practical. It wasn’t the plan. I needed to do this now even if it meant I’d be gone for three hours and probably be a walking zombie by the morning. Besides, tomorrow was a Friday, and the night wouldn’t be as desolate as today.
    “Fuckin’ adore you, baby,” I whispered in her ear. I kissed her shoulder and pulled the covers over her. Just as I moved off the bed, I heard a series of knocks from the front door.
    Frowning, I hurried out of the room, shutting the door behind me to keep Allie from waking up. On my way, I stopped by the knife block on the kitchen counter and grabbed a blade. You just never know, right?
                  Settling against the front door and hearing another eager series of knocks, I looked into the peephole. Instantly, the tension eased away. I dropped the knife to my side and unlocked the door. Swinging it open, I growled out, “The fuck you doin’ at my door, man?”
                  Marko rolled his eyes and shoved past me. “Been waiting for you out front for a while now. Fuck, am I the only punctual one left in this piece of shit town?”
                  “I got a phone, you know. That’s what normal people use when they want to talk to people late at night. They fucking call them up. You can thank Alexander Graham Bell for that.”
                  Marko shrugged his massive shoulders. “I don’t have