“Truce?”
Tears stung the backs of my eyes. I knew what he was doing. I should’ve seen it coming. Sometimes it felt like he knew me better than I knew myself, but he’d always been able to feel when things were becoming too much for me. When that happened, he always did something to help me get it out of my system. Usually it was running – we’d just run and run until my legs couldn’t take any more, but sometimes he improvised.
I let my head fall back on the ground and looked up at the ceiling. My life really sucked sometimes, but I had the most beautiful brother in the world.
Aiden climbed off me and sat on the floor by my side. I turned my head to look at him, thankfully away from the guys, my eyes shining.
“Don’t cry , baby girl,” he said softly.
I nodded, letting him know I was on board with that , and he stood, reaching out his hand to help me up. I went willingly, and when I was on my feet, he pulled me into one of his big reassuring hugs. I let him hold me, because I knew he needed it just as much as I did.
When I pulled away, I gave him a gentle smile to let him know I was good, and left to go back to my room.
Chapter 12
Jace
Lyrics came rushing at me like a freight train. I didn’t think I’d felt so many different emotions in such a short amount of time in my life.
Seeing Mia doing yoga had been such a fucking turn on. I was sure the guys were going to see right through me, because I could barely keep my jaw from dropping open. Or my dick from wanting to be part of the action. The way she could bend that sweet little body of hers was fucking amazing.
But then Aiden had gone and pissed her off and she was like a fucking wildcat, taking him down in such a spectacular way, we were all more than a little impressed.
It was what had happened after that that had confused me. One minute she was all, I am woman, hear me roar, and the next she was so fucking fragile, I thought she was going to break. It hurt something inside me to see her like that. It made me want to fucking smash something until it was a pile of rubble at my feet.
I could tell Matt and Dean were just as confused by it as I was too. No one knew what to say, or even where to look, when Aiden pulled her up and wrapped his arms around her. We all knew that wasn’t just some stupid sibling tumble. There was something there, something deeper that connected them beyond just being twins. And I needed to know what it was. I needed to be the one to fix her.
Yeah. That surprised the fuck out of me too.
The second I reached the dungeon, as we all fondly liked to call Aiden’s sound room, I picked up a pen and paper and started scribbling. The words were coming at me fast, and I just needed to get them out. I knew the guys were curious about what I was writing - I could feel their eyes on me as I scrawled, but this was still personal, and if I showed them right now, they would immediately know who it was about. It would be as simple as putting one and one together.
When I was done, I shoved the paper into my pocket and went about getting my guitar set up. I looked up to see Aiden staring at me . I ignored him.
“Are you going to show us?” he asked.
I didn’t meet his eyes. “When it’s done.”
He nodded, but I could see the irritation on his face. “Alright. Let’s go from ‘Where We Were’.”
Matt timed us in with his sticks, and we played.
It was like that for the next two hours. There was no mucking around. It was work. We had twelve originals and we were going through each one until we could do it with our eyes closed.
Dean called a break just after seven, and I was fucking happy for it. Playing that hard continuously was tough.
Aiden disappeared back upstairs to see if his mom could fix us up some food , and Dean and Matt went out for some fresh air, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I knew they’d done it on purpose. I must’ve been acting like a right fucking prick, but I just couldn’t get