Chapter Fourteen
He didn’t know when it was that his feelings for Tessa had changed. He still couldn’t get it out of his head, what she’d asked of him, what had happened between them, between his stubbornness and hers and his unwillingness to be happy.
It had always been about making sure that his family was taken care of, that all of them were safe. Happiness for him seemed to have never been in the equation, or rather, he’d never allowed it to be.
He backed out of Tessa’s driveway, dialing his brother again, though it kept going to voicemail. His mind was jumping back and forth over the fact that Rita Mae was Hunter’s aunt. How the hell had he not known about that? She knew something about what Owen had done, but why was it coming up now? There was no such thing as a coincidence, so w
