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Deacon (Unfinished Hero #4)(75)
Author: Kristen Ashley

Deacon’s eyes went to the kitchen door.

I shouted, “Be good, Bossy!”

She quit barking.

I launched in immediately and his gaze shot back to mine.

“I think you know there’s nothing to say. But since you’re here, I figure you think there is. In order not to upset Milagros, and get Manuel involved, you’re here. But now that she’s gone, I’d request that you be the same.”

“My wife is dead. She’s been dead for ten years.”

I fought falling back on a foot, his words feeling like blows, staring in his face, seeing nothing but believing every word he spoke.

But why hadn’t he told me that before?

“She died ugly. I didn’t protect her from it. I didn’t save her from it. I loved her. She died but she didn’t let go. I left you, I broke you, and my man Raid reamed my ass, but it didn’t penetrate.” He dug in his pocket, pulled his hand out, and it was sheer reflex that I lifted my hands to catch the flash drive he tossed my way. “That penetrated. You taught me to let it penetrate. Listen to that, Cassidy. I’ll be upstairs waiting.”

He’d be upstairs waiting? Was he high?

He walked my way.

He was high.

I moved quickly to bar the stairs.

He stopped in front of me.

“You’re going the wrong way,” I informed him. “You need to use the front door, Deacon, or I’ll call the cops, and we both know you don’t want that.”

“Don’t give a fuck you do, except that’ll prolong this and I wasted enough time.”

He didn’t care that I called the cops?

“Deacon—” I started.

“Listen to what’s on the drive, Cassidy.”

“I’m not listening to anything.”

“I listened to yours. A million fuckin’ times, I listened to it. You can give me once.”

He listened to mine.

A million times?

No.

No, he was not getting in there.

“You left me, Deacon, time and time again, left me empty, broken-hearted, lonely, and you did it for seven years,” I reminded him. “And you know exactly what I’m talking about.”

“Listen to it.”

“I’m not letting you do it again.”

“Listen to it.”

I shook my head. “You let me get used to you and clean gutters and someone to get me a beer and go grocery shopping with and sleep beside at night, and it’s easy, Deacon, so fucking easy to get used to that. But it’s hard, unbelievably fucking hard, to get used to losing it. Now I’m used to it so you need to go.”

I got in there. I knew because he winced.

I didn’t let that penetrate either.

“I’m sorry your wife is dead but clearly it’s fucked you up in a huge way and clearly I’m not the woman to sort that out.”

He dipped his face to mine. “Listen to it, Cassie,” he whispered.

But I was struck dumb by the look that had entered his eyes.

Eyes that were making me feel exactly what he wanted me to feel.

I struggled to fight it.

He kept talking before I could win.

“Listen to it, baby,” he kept whispering. “Then meet me upstairs.”

He said no more and didn’t let me say a word. He edged around me and took the stairs.

I turned stiltedly and watched him do it, willing my body to go to my cell and call the police. Then I begged my body to do it.

But instead, my head bent, my hand lifted, and my fingers opened.

The flash drive was silver.

The one I gave him was pink.

“Call the police, Cassidy,” my lips whispered.

My eyes went to the stairs.

Then my stupid feet took me to the office.

I shoved in the drive and just to be ornery (because that was me), I opened my desk drawer and nabbed my headphones, plugging them into the computer so when I listened, he couldn’t hear me doing it.

When I pulled up the drive, what I suspected was there. I didn’t understand the file name, but I knew that would be the extension.

BeautifulWar.mp3

I could listen then call the police.

Or I could listen, walk upstairs, and tell him he needed to go. He no longer meant anything to me. We were done. I was taking no more of his crap.

If he didn’t leave, then I’d call the police.

I put my headphones in, brandished my mouse, and hovered over the file.

“Damn the man,” I whispered and clicked on the file.

iTunes came up and the song started playing.

I listened.

I did not call the police.

I listened again.

On the third go, I went to Google and looked up “Beautiful War” lyrics.

It was by Kings of Leon.

I read them.

Then I listened again.

After the fifth time, I popped the buds out of my ears and straightened woodenly from my chair. I walked the same way up the stairs.

I went straight to my bedroom.

Deacon was standing, holding the sheers back, looking out the window.

I vaguely wondered if Milagros had returned and was standing vigil.

I didn’t get a chance to ask. Deacon moved and I braced.

He went to the bed where the plastic bag he was carrying was resting. He grabbed the handles and walked to me.

I didn’t move a muscle.

He stopped two feet in front of me and lifted the bag between us.

“Anything you want, I’ll give it to you.”

My heart seized.

“Don’t,” I whispered.

“You listen?” he asked.

I said nothing.

“You listened,” he stated and jerked the bag at me. “Anything you want. Try me, Cassidy.”

My hand lifted and I didn’t tell it to. Before I could snatch it away, Deacon hooked the handles on my fingers and they curled, catching the bag. Then he stepped backward toward the bed.

“Look in the bag and try me, Cassidy.”

My head bent and I looked in the bag. I stifled my reaction in the varied ways it came to me (and the ways were varied) as I saw the velvet ropes in the bag.

I looked to him to see he had his coat off, it was on the floor, and he was unbuttoning his shirt.

“They’re stronger than yours, hold a man like me,” he stated.

“You can’t heal anything with sex, Deacon,” I shared.

“Wanna bet?” he asked.

“Yep,” I answered.

“You healed me.”

I clamped my mouth shut, shocked, moved, and trying not to let the latter penetrate.

“Gave me what I’m about to give you,” he went on, pulling his shirt off his shoulders, exposing his amazing chest.

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