Page 192 of Forever Never
He went to her, banding his arms around her and holding on tight.
“None of this would be happening if I had gotten her out earlier,” she whispered against his chest. “If I had talked her into it. Hell, if I had kidnapped her and thrown her in my trunk and driven to Rhode Island.”
“None of this is your fault.”
“It’s not your father’s either,” she shot back.
He clenched his jaw. “He’s going to bring Vorhees right to you.”
She pulled back and looked up at him. “We both know he was always going to come for me. I never should have led him here.” Her voice broke, and it took a jagged piece of his heart with it.
He hugged her hard, wishing he could keep her right there, against his chest, locked in his arms where she was safe.
“Listen to me, Remington.Noneof this is your fault. This is how it’s playing out. There’s no point in wishing away how it started. What matters is how we’re ending it.”
“I hope it ends with my foot in his balls,” she whispered fiercely.
He vowed the man would never make it that close to her. Because if he did, a pair of handcuffs and a jail cell weren’t going to be enough.
“I need you to focus on Camille. She’s going to have to talk.”
Remi’s hands fisted in his sweatshirt like she couldn’t bear any space between them. He knew the feeling.
“He’s going to come for you, Brick.”
He hoped to fucking God that was the way it went down. He wanted his shot at the man who haunted Remi’s dreams.
“Don’t think like that,” he told her, stroking his hand over her hair. It settled him to slide his fingers through all that red gold.
“He’s going to come for Camille. And me. And you because it will hurt me.”
“I’m not going to let that happen.” He would walk through the fires of hell first.
“I know you won’t.”
There was something else happening in those beautiful green eyes. Another worry that had surfaced.
“Tell me what else is wrong,” he said gruffly.
She pulled in a shaky breath. “Is there something wrong with me that I want to be treated like…like I do when Camille was being hurt at home?”
His heart rolled over in his chest. Brick closed his eyes and took a breath. “Remington.”
A single tear rolled down her cheek and broke his fucking heart.
“Youknowit’s different.”
She sniffled. “I knowyou’redifferent. But does it mean there’s something wrong with me that I like it when my best friend...”
“Baby, come here.” He couldn’t stand watching her worry her way through this alone. He sat on the bed and pulled her into his lap. “What we do together, we agree on.”
“Technically don’t Camille and Warren have an agreement? She stays or he’ll kill her.”
Brick tucked her head under his chin. “This is different. You’re the one who told me that nothing we do together is wrong.”
She nodded. “And I believe that. I really do. It’s just it feels muddled in my head right now. Like maybe I shouldn’t want it. Or it shouldn’t make me feel so…safe? So I don’t know, treasured?”
He pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “Baby, what we have is different. This isn’t me controlling you with physical force. You know that, right?”
