“Just tell me, Mace,” Adrienne said quickly. “What’s wrong?”
“I think it’s time we go back to being just friends before we hurt any chances of getting back there,” he blurted, his hands fisted at his sides.
Her eyes widened, and she took a step back. “Just like that? No explanations? No, I deserve better than that, Mace. We both do. I know it was a risk when we started down this path, but what changed?”
He needed to be open and honest, and because of that, he told her the truth. Maybe if she saw the whys of it, it wouldn’t hurt as bad in the end.
“Jeaniene gave up full custody. Not only is she staying in Japan for longer for her job, she also gave up full parental rights. So it’s not just custody and visitation. She signed over Daisy to me as if she weren’t part of the beginning of our daughter’s life at all.”
“Are you serious? How could she do that to Daisy? That little girl is like the best little girl ever, and I say that having a niece and cousins who have many amazing babies of their own. What the hell is that woman thinking that she could just walk out of Daisy’s life as if these past four years were nothing?”
Some part deep inside of him relished the fact that the first thing that came to Addi’s mind was about his daughter’s welfare and not the fact that he had just said that things needed to go back to the way they were. But he needed to do what she was doing and focus on Daisy first, and then he would make sure that Adrienne understood what he needed to feel for her—or not feel for her.
“I need to make sure that no matter what happens, I’m not going to throw off Daisy’s equilibrium any more than it already is.”
“And I’m a hindrance to that.” She folded her hands over her stomach that hadn’t quite hunched in on itself as she spoke. She was such a strong and independent woman, he hated that he was doing this to her. But they had to make this work. He had to find a way to not hurt the two most important females in his life, but he was afraid that each decision he made was just making things worse and worse. He was just grasping at straws at this point, but he needed to make sure that he didn’t screw everything up more than it already was.
She didn’t pose her last statement as a question, but he answered her anyway.
“I’m not saying that. Not really. She asked if you were going to go away with her mom to Japan, Addi. I can’t stand back and watch my daughter go through such turmoil again because she’s afraid of losing someone else in her life. She should’ve been able to trust her mom, but she couldn’t. And now I have to hope she can trust me, and because of that, I don’t know if I can let her start seeing you as someone other than just a friend in her life. I can’t watch my little girl cry again because an adult in her life leaves. I can’t put you in that role.”
“I was never in that role. I know who I am when it comes to Daisy. And the fact that you don’t trust me to be a better person than Jeaniene when it comes to that little girl’s heart says more about you than it does me. I’m going to let the knowledge that everything in your life has changed so much in the last few weeks help me and let what you said slide. Because that is what you do when you love someone. And, yes, I love you. I didn’t mean for it to happen, not like this, but I do. And the fact that you think I could hurt your daughter makes me feel like I don’t even know you.”
“Addi.”
She held up her hand, her shoulders going back, and her gaze meeting his. “Fine. Sign your papers. Sign anything you need. Take your breather and try to get your head on straight as you work on figuring out exactly what your next step will be. When you’re done with that, we can talk. Because you don’t get to do this. You don’t get to throw everything we have away because you’re scared. You know as well as I do that there’s no way we can go back to the way we were. We’re well beyond going back to acting as if our relationship hasn’t been changed monumentally. I love you, damn it. And not just as my best friend. Get yourself together, Knight. Because you’re better than this. We are better than this.”
And with that, she walked out of his house and slammed the door behind her. He’d always loved when she was angry because she never held back, and it was sexy as hell. But he knew the anger this time was hiding her pain. Pain he had put her through because he was trying to handle everything the best way he knew how. But he was going about it all wrong. He knew that, and he wasn’t sure how to fix it.
He wasn’t sure if he could fix it.
And he’d just watched his best friend walk out of his house—possibly his life—for the last time.
15
Her mother had always told her that not only did Santa never come to a dirty house, but the new year also couldn’t start without a clean home. So when you needed to work through the feelings and thoughts running through your head, cleaning until there wasn’t a speck of dust left in your house was the only way to do it.
Adrienne was just about out of cleaning products and elbow grease, and sadly, nowhere near where she needed to be mentally to see Mace again the next morning at work.
Damn it all to hell.
Tears burned the backs of her eyes, and she let them fall, knowing no one was around to see her look weak and feel. She could have called her sisters, and had already dodged one call from Thea, but she needed time to think and just be alone for a while.
She’d let herself be happy.
She’d let herself hope.
And look where it had gotten her. Elbow-deep in a toilet with dust and dirt between her boobs. This was not the life she’d signed up for, but it seemed it was the only life fate deemed her worthy of.
She used the back of her arm—the only part not covered in dirt or cleaning products at the moment—to wipe her face so she could see properly. Mace hadn’t done this to her, their circumstances had. And she kept reminding herself of that because he was her best friend, damn it, and had been the best lover she’d ever had. She’d thought maybe they would be able to make a go of it. It had felt right when it was the three of them in his house, making dinner and laughing at movies. She’d thought she and Daisy were getting along great, and though she knew she never wanted to replace Daisy’s mother, she’d thought they had begun to form their own kind of bond on top of the small one they already had. She’d been in Daisy’s life since the beginning and now she was afraid she might lose what she had.
She was already losing what she had with Mace, breath by breath, day by day.
She set down the toilet brush and sucked in her lip.
How had she let this happen? Had she truly been so hard-up for sex, for feelings, that she’d risked everything she had with him? Because that’s what it felt like. That she’d thought she was so damn smart that she wouldn’t hurt what they had, even though she’d been scared all the time.
But even though he’d broken a part of her, she knew she wouldn’t shatter. She hadn’t done so when everything happened at her shop, had she? She’d faltered, sure, but anyone would have with all the crap piling on.
But she hadn’t shattered.
And she wouldn’t break now, even though everything inside her was ready to do so. She’d been strong in front of Mace. Had been honest with him. She knew he was scared of hurting Daisy and had to be pissed as hell for what Jeaniene had done. What Adrienne was not happy about, though, was the fact that she had a feeling he was taking his hurt and confusion out on her. Oh, he might not know he was doing it, but that didn’t change the result, did it?
He was so afraid of what might happen to his daughter that he was pushing away anything that could possibly disrupt her well-being even without intending to. And while Adrienne understood—she truly did—she was just so damn angry that he gave up without a fight. She hadn’t, though. She might have walked out of his house the day before because she needed to break down in private, but she’d left him with a promise. Once he got his head out of his ass, she’d be there to watch him grovel.
Not that she needed a big grovel. She just needed her best friend back, damn it.
She was officially a nutcase, and probably needed a glass of wine to make herself feel better. Then she’d call her sisters so she could vent and try to figure out the next steps. Because it wasn’t like she was out of Mace’s life altogether. He might have said he wanted them to be just friends, but she wasn’t so sure that could happen now. However, the two of them worked together, and there was no avoiding him.
And she didn’t want to avoid him.
She just wanted him to get his act together so they could figure out what they really wanted rather than what they thought they needed to want.
And that was enough of that line of thoughts. Annoyed with herself once again, she put her cleaning supplies away and finished her list of which ones she needed to replenish since this particular emotional cleaning-fest had depleted most of her stock. Then she preheated her oven so she could make a batch of cookies as soon as she took a shower. Might as well throw flour around her newly sanitized kitchen before she called her sisters and begged them to come over.
Thea and Roxie were her rocks, same as Shep. But she wasn’t about to invite her brother over since he’d probably go over to Mace’s and punch him or something along those lines. She loved her brother, but he tended to act like a big brother who growled at anyone who dared to hurt his precious baby sisters.
Dating or marrying into the Montgomery clan wasn’t easy, and so far, only Shea and Carter had figured it out. In the back of her mind, she’d thought maybe Mace would be one of the lucky few to pass the Montgomery family entrance test, but perhaps she’d been wrong. Maybe they were better off as friends, and as soon as she licked her wounds, she’d figure that out. At least, she hoped.
Thoughts of Mace and what she might’ve lost kept spiraling in her mind, but she did her best not to let those thoughts wander or fester because if she repressed it too much, she’d end up paying for it later. She was never one to hide her feelings when it came to most things in her life. That while she had tried to be open with Mace, she’d also been falling in love with him without meaning to, told her that those feelings might have been the most important of all. She wasn’t going to give up on him, but she also wasn’t going to stand there and let herself be hurt. So whatever came next, it was his turn. His choice. But she wouldn’t stand by and let herself be hurt as she waited for an absolution that may never come.
Knowing that she needed to just breathe and let her thoughts wander some more, she set aside the butter sticks to soften and headed into her master bathroom so she could take a quick shower. Of course, she couldn’t help but look at where she’d first kissed Mace and where he’d taken her on top of the counter. Her toes curled even as her heart ached, remembering how careful he had been. Mace was always cautious, and perhaps that was their downfall. Because for all of their talk of risk, falling in love and finding a future wasn’t safe. Having those feelings wrapped around you, knowing that you could perhaps find safety with another wasn’t without risk.
Adrienne had just stripped off her shirt when her phone buzzed on the bathroom counter. Frowning because she recognized the name on the screen and wondered why Mace’s sister Violet would be calling her, she answered while standing in her bra and sweatpants in her bathroom. She was still covered in gunk and dirt, but at least she had the smell of bleach away from her face because she had spilled a large drop on her shoulder earlier.
“Hey, Violet? How are you?” She did her best to make her voice sound normal and as if she hadn’t been crying most of the day off and on. Like she wasn’t desperately in love with Violet’s brother even though he had just pushed her away because his ex-girlfriend was a horrible person who apparently only cared about herself.
“Thank God you answered, Adrienne. I called Sienna, and she didn’t. Then I called my parents and remembered at the last moment that they were out of town for the weekend. And I can’t get ahold of Mace. But he said that might be the case since he was in his lawyer’s office all day.”
Adrienne straightened, her pulse racing. “What’s wrong? Are you okay? Is it Daisy?” She didn’t know if Violet was watching the little girl today, but that was the first thing that came to mind.
“I’m watching Daisy, and a migraine came out of nowhere. It would’ve been fine, and I would’ve just dealt with it, except Daisy is running a high fever, and I think she needs to go to the doctor because I can’t get it down. But I also can’t drive right now because I can barely keep my eyes open with the lights on and I feel like throwing up. I have migraine medicine for myself, and I can just ride it out, but I really need someone to take Daisy to the doctor. Can you help?”
Adrienne was already stripping off the rest of her clothes and running into her bedroom so she could put on fresh ones. She may be sweaty and dirty, but at least she’d have on cleaner clothes when she went to pick up Daisy.
“Where are you?” She knew Violet and Sienna lived up in Denver, and though the roads weren’t bad, it wouldn’t be an easy drive up there.
“I’m at Mace’s. I can try to make it work. I just don’t want to run us off the road because I can’t see.”
“I’m on my way. Did you call Daisy’s doctor? Or am I heading to the ER?”
“You’re a lifesaver. I already called her doctor, and he’s expecting her as soon as you can get there. I’m so sorry I can’t do it myself, but I really can’t drive. This migraine is kicking my ass, and I hate that I’m letting her down. I just really shouldn’t be on the roads.”
“It’s fine. I’ll be there in a few. Tell Daisy I’m coming to take care of her.”
“I will. Thanks, Adrienne. Truly.”
She hung up quickly and ran to the kitchen to turn off the oven. Then she threw the butter back into the fridge and stuffed her feet into her boots and grabbed her keys. She’d probably forgotten a hundred things, but right then, all she could think about was the fact that Daisy was sick, and Violet was scared.
It didn’t matter that Mace had tried to quietly push her out of his daughter’s life right then. All that mattered was the fact that a little girl was ill, and someone needed to take her to the doctor. The fact that Violet had called her sister, parents, and Mace and then immediately called her warmed her—even if it shouldn’t. She had been an honorary Knight for as long as she had been friends with Mace. She wasn’t as close to his sisters as she was to him, obviously, but she was still friends with both of them. The fact that Violet had called her meant that she trusted Adrienne to help. She trusted her with Daisy’s welfare. And it hurt to think that perhaps Mace didn’t.
Growling, she ignored those thoughts since they weren’t helping anybody, and quickly got into her car. Hopefully, Violet had the name and address of where she was going, because she hadn’t really thought that far ahead, other than getting to Daisy’s side immediately.
She had never been more grateful for how close she lived to Mace until that moment. It only took her a few minutes to get to his house, and she parked right behind Violet’s car. She practically flew from her own vehicle, not leaving the engine running though she thought about it, and banged on the front door. She had a key, but it honestly hadn’t crossed her mind to use it.
Violet opened the door, her eyes covered with her hands and the lights down low. She was pale, pasty, and looked like death warmed over. Adrienne felt for the woman, and if it weren’t for the fact that Daisy had a fever and was sick, too, she might have wanted to stay and care for Violet, as well. And who knew, maybe she would come back and do just that. But for now, she really needed to see to the little girl.
“You’re here. Daisy is on the c
ouch all wrapped up and ready to go. I have her bag and the address written down for you. I did everything I could, but I really need to go lay down. I’m so sorry I’m out of commission. It came out of nowhere, and I can’t get ahold of Mace.”
Adrienne brushed past the other woman and took her arm. “Go sit down in an armchair or just lay down. Put your feet up and close your eyes. Thank you for getting everything ready. I’ll take care of Daisy. You can trust me.”
Violet lowered her hand and frowned. “Of course, I can trust you. I wouldn’t trust my niece with just anyone.”
That statement hurt her more than it probably should have since the other woman probably had no idea what had happened between Adrienne and Mace the day before.
“Thank you.”
Adrienne helped the other woman into the chair then quickly went to Daisy’s side. The little girl was sleeping with her hands under her face on the pillow. But Adrienne could see the red in her cheeks and the perspiration on her brow. Then Daisy whimpered, and Adrienne placed her cool hand on the little girl’s too-hot cheek.
“Aunt Addi,” Daisy whispered. “I want Daddy.”
Adrienne’s heart broke, and she reached down and gathered the little girl up her arms, careful to grab everything else in her right hand. Then she remembered that she didn’t have a car seat and set the little girl back down but hugged her. She really wasn’t firing on all cylinders right then because she was freaking out over how warm Mace’s daughter felt.
“We are going to make you all better, okay? Just hang in there for a minute and let me get a few things, and then I’ll take you where they’re going to make you better.”
“I want Daddy.”
“I know, baby doll. We will get Daddy, too. We need to get you better first, and then Daddy can come, and you’ll be all better.” She hoped to hell she wasn’t lying.
“Violet? Do you have car seat or booster or whatever in your car?”
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