23
KYLE
I KNEW I was hurting Megan, but I didn’t know how to handle what I was feeling inside. I’d never loved or cared about anyone other than my family. I never gave a s**t about a woman until her. When that fucker tried to run us off the road, all I could think about was keeping her safe. It was then I realized my feelings went deeper than I’d initially thought.
“Dude, are you going to help me or not?” Paxton asked, snapping his fingers in front of my face.
We’d spent hours on the truck, getting it prepped to paint again. It was late and Gabby had brought us dinner. Not once had Megan come out to see me. I was f*****g up and I didn’t know what to do. “Sorry, brother. I have a lot of things on my mind.”
“I see that. You’ve been staring at the door for the past couple of hours. Want
