Don't Leave Town (Crowhill Cove Book 4) by Rhiannon D'Averc

Author:Rhiannon D'Averc [D'Averc, Rhiannon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-10-31T16:00:00+00:00

Xavi

It took me a second to even register what the hell had just happened.

Paint… everywhere. It was all I could see. For a horrifying moment, the world had turned red and I couldn’t breathe – until I swiped a hand over my face, clearing some of it from my eyes and my nose.

I was covered in red paint.

First, she’d hit Rowe in the face so hard she’d knocked him off his feet, and now she’d knocked him down a second time by pushing me into him. I looked down at him as I scrambled to get up and get my heavy weight off his body. His white suit – it was ruined. Covered in red paint, too, except for the half of him that had been covered by me.

He only had one suit.

I turned to this psycho fucking bitch in a rage, ready to do anything short of pushing her over the damn balcony for what she’d done to Rowe.

And for the second time in a short while, I felt his hand on my arm – pulling me back.

“Tara,” Rowe said, and I realized my energy could be better spent in helping him. I scrambled to help him up, offering him my hands and grabbing his cane for him so he didn’t have to stoop to get it. He leaned on the wall for support, and I clenched my hands at my sides again, willing the fury inside of me to go away. The protective rage. I never wanted him to get knocked down or hurt or tired out by someone else like that. “You don’t have any paint left, now. What are you going to do?”

She seethed at us, silently for a moment, her hands opening and closing by her sides. “I’m going to wreck this day for him,” she said. “He doesn’t deserve it.”

“Why not?”

It was a devastatingly simple question. Tara’s lips wobbled for a moment, a caricature under all that smeared lipstick. “He hurt me.”

“He broke up with you,” Rowe said. “A long time before he met Cade. Isn’t that right?”

She nodded, but despite a flash of uncertainty in her face, she was resolute. “He shouldn’t have made me think we had something special.”

“Feelings can change,” Rowe said softly. “Just because something is special, that doesn’t mean it will last forever.”

Her face twisted with misery. “What am I supposed to do, then?”

“Let it go,” Rowe said. His voice was soft, so soft, and sympathy was written in every line of his face. “If you don’t, you’ll never open yourself up for the next special thing. There’s something – someone – out there for you.”

“Do you really think that’s true?” she asked. She looked down at herself: the wedding dress, the paint, the mess she was in, and flared her hands out to the sides. “Even for me?”

“I have to believe it,” Rowe said with a gentle smile. A rueful one. The kind of smile that made me wonder if he had been hurt before, and how I could stop that pain, and how I could find and punish the person who had made him feel it.

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