Page 94 of Love & Heart Braking

Soleil glanced at us. “No need, Dev. I’ve figured it out for both of us. This gal right here is far too worthy for this four-legged son of a bitch.”

My soul ached as she tossed her red hair and glowered something akin to hatred at Bain. “Whatever this is or was, or never was, it’s done. For good. Don’t presume we’re anything but strangers in the future.”

She marched to the front door, and tears slipped down my cheeks at the moisture shining in her brilliant green eyes.

But she didn’t storm out.

Soleil whirled before opening the door and glowered at Bain. “You wanna know who’s writing that column? You’re fucking looking at her!”

Bain jerked, every bit of color draining from his face.

Devereaux cursed under his breath too.

The secret was out.

“The reason we can’t be together,” she said in tightly contained fury, “is because you’d choke on my worthiness, you up-yourself, hypocritical, lying bastard.”

Soleil wrenched open the door and the wood split as she slammed it shut.

My heart pounded at what she’d revealed, even more so because my eyes were on the true-love braid tethering her to Bain. The white strand had darkened to a light gray.

Their bond was dying. And I felt like I was dying with it.

“She speaks true?” Bain stuttered. “Is she the writer?”

“Why are you asking me that question? She just told you so, and you can see when people lie,” I answered him flatly. The guy was pissing me off, and it was taking everything in me not to give him a piece of my mind.

Actually, you know what?

I fisted my hands and marched up to the unicorn. “I don’t know where you’ve come from, or what life has shown you, Bain, but it clearly hasn’t taught you one thing.”

He turned an unblinking rainbow gaze on me.

The guy was devastated.

And this was nothing on what he’d feel for the rest of his life if he didn’t understand. Clearly I hadn’t gotten through to him last time. “There is no room for arrogance in love. None. If you’ve got something to tell Soleil, then say it. You have one more chance, and I mean that absolutely. One more.”

Fear flickered in his expression.

I deflated somewhat. “Leave everything else at the door, Bain. Even if it’s your damn morals. Please. She’s about to slip out of your reach for good.”

Maybe Soleil helped to get them both to this angry, uncommunicative stage, but he’d done the sphinx’s share of the damage.

Devereaux wrapped an arm around my shoulders. “Come on, sweetheart. You’ve done all you can.”

Ain’t that the truth.

I rested a hand on his chest when we reached the door. “Handsome, I know we made plans tonight.”

He tilted his head. “Soleil needs you.”

I nodded. “She really does.”

Devereaux released his hold, and even stood back before he risked whispering a kiss on my lips.

A thrill raced through me. Kissing him would never, ever get old.

“Go to your friend.” The berserker glanced at the shellshocked unicorn. “Maybe I’ll be of the best use here.”

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