Page 38 of Lucy
CHAPTER ELEVEN
I swore to myself that if Nora chose her asshole not-husband over me, we’d be done. I didn’t know how it worked cutting off a twin but I’d try. It would be like sawing off my own arm though.
I got in the car and blasted music. I looked behind me so I could back out of the driveway and heard a loud bang. I jumped and threw it in park. Nora banged on the window again, a wild smile on her honey brown face.
“Nora!” I squeaked, opening the door for her. My heart raced when we crashed into a hug.
“Nobody comes between us.” She held out her forearm and showed me her twin tattoo and I did the same.
“Let’s go see Abel,” I grinned.
“Wanna tell me why you needed me to go with you to see our brother?” Nora asked.
“I don’t think I should be around him alone,” I told her, my expression turned somber. My stomach knotted thinking about him saying he had to let me go. He was right but I hated it. It hurt. We made memories together and now that’s all I had to hold on to. He was a good brother though. He was thebestbrother.
I had to be okay with him being only my brother.
“What? Why not?” Nora frowned.
“Just…because.” Nora was quiet and I could tell she didn’t want to push. I was so grateful because I wasn’t ready to talk about it. I barely spoke to Abel about it. When I pulled up, Lauren’s car was in the driveway and I got so annoyed I let out a growl. Nora nudged me and we locked eyes.
Copper on copper.
Four blazing pennies.
“Be nice, Lucy.”
“When am I ever not nice?” I smiled and hopped out. I knocked on the door and put my mouth against the wood. “Police! Open up!” Nora and I giggled until Lauren opened the door. Why the hell was she opening the door in my brother’s house? How was I supposed to play nice if she didn’t know how to stay in her place and be a good little fuck toy? Fuck toys didn’t open the door.
“Abel is in the shower,” she said with her nose tilted upward. It was like she had to allude to the fact that she’d just fucked him. I knew she fucked him because I knew how he smelled. I spent so many nights tangled in his scent that it was burned into me.
“Luce,” Nora whispered. I must have looked pretty intense. I cleared my throat and forced a smile.
“That’s cool. Excuse me, Carmen.” I pushed past her and let Nora do the diplomatic shit. I headed straight for Abel’s room. I shouldn’t have. He wasn’t my property. It felt like he was though.
I barged into the bathroom and yanked the shower door open. “Luce, what the fuck?” He frowned, wiping water from his face. Damn, he was sexy. I forgot my train of thought.
“You fucked her.” The words tumbled out of my mouth and Abel groaned, shutting the water off.
“She’s my girlfriend. That’s what we do.” He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around himself. “We’re supposed to be backing off of each other, Lucy.”
“I know but…”
“Then you shouldn’t be up here.” He touched my hair and I didn’t care if he wet it up or not. I stared at the triangles on his shoulder and ran my fingers over them. He was my brother.
Brother.
Brother.
Brother.
I had to chant it in my head.
Abel’s fingers skimmed my collarbones then he pulled me close. He smelled like fresh rain. “Stop making this hard for me,” he begged, shutting his eyes.
“You think it’s a cakewalk for me, Abel? I think about you all the fucking time.” I couldn’t help slipping my hand inside his towel and stroking his thick cock.
“Lucy…” he growled but it was weak. “Go back downstairs.”
