Page 70 of Guilty For You


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Colt rolled his shoulders and leaned back on his stool. “Your love for each other.”

“For fucks sake.” I cursed and stood up, “I can’t be here.”

Colt grabbed my arm and pulled me back down in the stool. “You agreed to twenty minutes.” He said pointedly, “I didn’t take you for the kind to go back on your word.”

“And I didn’t take you for a hopeless romantic.” I snapped, crossing my arms over my chest and glowering at him.

He smirked and winked at me. “I am when I see two people meant to be together.”

“He murdered my brother!” I yelled, like he needed to be reminded of the fact, as if the environment around us could have let him forget.

“Enough.” Fox snapped from where he sat, and he leaned forward over the table when I finally faced him. “I’m sorry.” He said evenly, and I paused, letting those words wash over me. “I wish I could take it back and go back to when we first met. I would have told your brother about us from the start. I would have earned his trust with your heart before I took it. But I didn’t.” He sighed, “I got caught up in my feelings for you and then it all went south.”

“Why did you tell me on the cliff that you didn’t want me?” I asked, straightening my spine and forcing bravado into it that I didn’t know I possessed. I needed answers, and Colt was right. The only way I was going to get those was to speak to Fox face to face.

“Because I was trying to get you as far away from the fall out of this as possible.” He swallowed and the muscles in his neck flexed, reminding me of the way they did it when he laughed with me. “I knew I was running out of time, and I didn’t want them to come looking at you when they busted me.”

“They did anyway!” I hissed through my teeth, “They sat at my fucking table and accused me of being involved in his murder, Fox!”

“I’m sorry.” He said quietly.

“Hey.” Colt put his hand on my knee again and patted it, “Calm down or they’ll kick us out before we’re ready to go.”

I glared at him and then looked off towards the wall like a pouting child, buying time until he would let me leave. I felt Fox’s eyes on me like a caress and my skin ignited with longing. It had been so long since I felt his touch.

“Why did you leave him there to die alone?” I whispered to the wall, before looking at him out of the corner of my eye. “I know you.” I sniffed, “And that’s the only part that doesn’t make sense to me.”

“Don’t think too hard on it, D.” Fox said dismissively.

“I want answers.” I turned my attention back to him fully, “You owe me that. You made me love you, and then you took Blaine from me and left me to take care of-.” I froze, biting my tongue before my secret could be revealed.

I went back and forth the entire drive to the jail whether I was going to tell him that I was pregnant or not. And I still hadn’t come to a conclusion before he walked in the visitation room.

“Take care of what?” He asked, squinting his eyes slightly at me.

“Maddie.” I lied. “She blames me for all of this, and I can’t blame her. Because if I’d have just left you alone and told you to fuck off the first time you slept in my room overnight, none of this would have happened. I never would have fallen for you and felt this agonizing regret and grief that you left in your wake.” I pounded my fist over my heart, “It hurts so fucking bad.”

Fox’s nostrils flared. “None of this is your fault. My fight with Blaine was a mistake that got out of hand.” He shook his head, and I saw through his facade.

He was lying.

But I couldn’t tell if he was lying about it being my fault or if he was lying about his fight with Blaine. Either way, it felt… wrong. “You’re lying about something.” I squinted at him.

“I need you to go on with your life, D. Thrive and be successful like I know you will be. I need you to forget about me and move on.”

“I don’t care what you want or need, Fox.” I whispered and wiped away the tears that fell over my cheeks. “Why did you lie to me when I found out about his death? Why come over and lay in my bed and hold me. You were so angry with me when I let the detectives’ words fill my head with doubts about you right away and I thought that was genuine hurt. Was it just guilt?”

He licked his lips and looked away from me to Colt. “Take care of her. All my savings and possessions, sell them all and take care of her.”

“Fuck you!” I hissed, even as Colt nodded. “Answer me, Fox!”

“The club has her and Maddie for life.” Colt said as they both ignored me in an intense stare off. Something was being said between them silently and it was driving me mad to know I was on the outside of it all.

“Tell me!” I banged my fist on the table angrily. “You owe me that!” I yelled.

The steel door opened, and the three guards walked in. “Visit is over St. Claire.” The gruff one said and unhooked the chains from the table, and they pulled him to his feet.

“No!” I cried, climbing to my feet.

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