Chapter 188
The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups
Jane As I consider Devonâs question, Iâm inundated with memories of Eric. Unlike Devon, Iâd always known Eric wanted to be more than just friends, and Iâd considered dating him more than once. I thought he would be a safe partner because heâd never be able to hurt me the way Ethan did, and though I later learned the basis of our friendship was I lie, ultimately Iâd been right. I was angry about his betrayal and angry at myself for trusting him, but it didnât break my heart.
I donât want to give Ethan the power to influence my decisions for the rest of my life, but itâs hard not feel of r0mance after everything Iâve been through with him. I hate to say it Devon, but I donât think I see r0mance in my future at all. With anyone.â I finally reply, feeling ashamed of my own cowardice, yet also completely trapped by it.
âOh Jane, donât say that.â Devon replies, sounding truly pained by the idea. Though I donât think his pain is for his own dashed hopes, but to hear me speaking so cynically. âYouâre breaking my heart here.
Youâre only twenty-five, youâve still got your whole life ahead of you. Donât let Ethan take away your future happiness on top of everything else heâs done.
âI donât want to.â I hiccup, heaving in a shaky breath. But I canât help it. The idea of being close to anyone that way again terrifies me. And I have my pups to think about. Iâve seen what happens when they get attached to someone and then that person goes away.â
Devon is shaking his head, his own eyes shining. âI could kill Ethan for what heâs done to you. I feel like Iâm looking at a shadow of the girl I knew.â
âI am a shadow.â I confess, wrapping my arms around myself. âI feel like my heart has been completely hollowed out, only I know that canât be, because if it were really empty then I wouldnât hurt so much.
Devon shakes his head and pulls me into a hug, and Iâm amazed at how familiar his arms feel. I let myself lean into his warmth, taking the comfort heâs selflessly offering. Iâm surprised to discover that I do feel safe with him, not because I believe I couldnât feel strongly enough for him to be hurt like I did with Eric, but because Iâve known him almost my whole life. I knew who he was before he went away, and though heâs undoubtedly changed on his journey, he still feels like my Devon.
I donât know if I can ever love anyone other than Ethan.âI say, speaking into the curve of his neck.
But Iâm willing to try. Youâll have to be patient with me though. Iâm not good at letting people get close to me.
Devon chuckles. âIâm proud that youâre brave enough to try again, Janey. But I donât think youâre going to be ready for anything like that for quite some time.
âI.. but you asked,â I murmur, confused.
I know.â He replies, because you wanted to know my intentions. Now Iâll tell you right now that, when you are ready, Iâll be here waiting. But I think you need a friend right now, not a lover.â
Already the differences between Ethan and Devon are glaringly obvious, and I wonder if I didnât make the wrong choice all those years ago. I donât want to be one of those women who continuously falls for bad men, and when I was young I probably mistook strength for safety. Now I know better. So do I try to change, do I take a chance on someone who is good and honest and true? Or do I hang my hopes on men who excite me even if they might destroy me?
âThank you.â I breathe, squeezing Devonâs middle as tightly as I can. He squeezes me back, and I make a terrifying decision. âWill you do something for me, then. As a friend?â
âAnything.â He agrees easily.
âDonât let me make you wait too long? I mean, I donât want you to pressure me, but donât let me forget it either. Donât just let me off the hook by saying Iâm not ready. If you let me, Iâll crawl back inside myself like I did before and close myself off from the world. And I donât want to do that anymore.
I want to be braveâ
Now thatâs a promise I can easily make.â Devon says, and I can hear the grin in his voice. Weâre going to get you through this, Jane.â
When I get home after my coffee with Devon, I find Ethan waiting with an eager expression on his face.
Well, how did it go?â
I do a double take, astonished to hear him inquiring like an excited roommate after coming home from a first date. âIt was rather illuminating.â I admit, crossing my arms over my chest and shooting him a glare. âApparently when you told me Devon left all those years ago, you lied to my face when I asked you why.â
Something flashes in Ethanâs eyes, and I think I might be hallucinating, because it almost looked like pleasure. However when he speaks, his voice is cold and biting, and I know I must have imagined it.
âHe was already gone. I didnât see what difference it would make.â
You didnât think I had a right to know he left because of me?â I inquire.
I think you have a soft heart and you would have asked him to return, and I wasnât going to have that.
I made him leave for a reason.â He scowls.
âIâ¦.you made him go?â I repeat, unsure if I misunderstood him, or if Devon was being kinder to my ex-
husband than I realized when he explained his departure.
You didnât really believe I would let him stay knowing he would be drooling all over my mate, did you?â
Ethan hisses.
I stagger backwards, unsure why Iâm surprised.
Havenât I learned my lesson by now? Why does it shock me to learn Ethan did despicable things even before he showed his true nature to me. âHe was your best friend! He was loyal to you and the pack above everything else. He never would have made a move on me!
If he was really loyal to me, he wouldnât have ever looked at you at all.â He remarks angrily.
That isnât fair, you canât decide who to love. It doesnât work that way.â I object. Even as chosen mates, I know that the heart does exactly what it wants and no power on earth can reason with it once itâs made up its mind. Ethanâs rejection of his fated mate proved that much.
Well thatâs obvious enough. I certainly wouldnât have picked you if I had the choice. A real choice, that is.â He snipes, as if reading my mind. âSo tell me, is he still hung up on you?â
I donât know exactly.â I answer, trying not to show how badly his words hurt. âHe offered his friendship, and suggested we might date down the line.â I donât know why Iâm telling him this â I Suppose part of me wants to see how heâll react. To test whether or not he still feels any lingering possessiveness for me.
I think you should go out with him.â Ethan suggests, shocking me further. After all, Iâm done with you. If he wants my sloppy seconds, so be it.
I reel back, feeling as if Iâve been slapped. It only takes me a moment to rebound, rage swelling up inside me. Fine.â I snap, wanting to shock him too, wanting to hurt him the way he hurt me. IâIl ask him out right now!â
Fuming, I dial Devonâs number, newly added to my contacts. Pacing as the line rings, I try to calm down.
My hands are shaking Iâm so furious. Ethan hasnât been quite so horrible the last few days, but I suppose weâve been spending most of our time with the pups rather than being alone together. Of course he wouldnât be so cruel in front of the children. Iâm still glaring at Ethan when he picks up, half expecting to come over and rip the phone from my hands.
Well hello there.â His warm voice greets me. âYou miss me already?â
You caught me, How is it possible he can make me laugh when I was so angry a moment ago? âDo you have any plans for New Years?ââ
âNot yet.â He replies, his deep voice open and curious. What do you have in mind?â
Thereâs a big celebration downtown, I was going to take the pups. Maybe youâd like to join us?â I invite, figuring that this will be a good test. No one has better as-sh0le -radar than children. Besides, If the pups like him Iâll feel better about letting him into my life, and if they donât, Iâll know that we need to proceed very carefully.
I can hear the smile in Devonâs voice. Iâd love to.
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