Текст книги "Don't Let Go"
Автор книги: Michelle Lynn
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Chapter 14
I was thankful that Brady didn’t ask how Theo died that day. I assume he knows I’m not ready to tell him that story just yet. The sorrow in his eyes was evident, but he never pushed or asked any further questions. He told me that I mumbled Theo’s name that night when he picked me up off the curb. To say I was surprised would be a lie. Theo had taken care of me my whole life. When we got to high school and the parties started with the drinking and drugs, he would always find me somewhere at the end of the night and make sure I made it home.
Theo was no saint; he drank like the rest of us, sometimes even more. He had worse vices, ones that I would try to keep him from. We were a pair, a pair of screwed-up siblings protecting each other from parents who didn’t seem to care.
As hard as it is, I try to veer my thoughts away from Theo. Tonight is my time to be happy. Brady is picking me up in a couple minutes to take me away for the weekend. My overnight bag is packed with all of my clothes, toiletries, and a little something special for Brady. After our conversation last Sunday, we haven’t had sex yet but I hope this weekend changes that.
I believe Brady whole-heartedly, that he won’t leave me after we do. I have never had a guy who has been so affectionate and loving with me.
“Hey, is this it?” Jessa asks, peering down from her loft. “You finally giving up the boom boom?” I had divulged to Jessa that I had revealed my secret to Brady.
“Yeah, I don’t think I could hold off anymore even if I wanted to,” I confess.
“I don’t know how you’ve gone this long,” she replies and climbs down. “Have fun, you definitely deserve it.”
“Thank you,” I say, smiling over at her. Then there is a knock on our door so I make my way to answer it.
“Please tell me how you always manage to get in the dorm without calling me?” I jokingly smile at him.
“What can I say? I have a way with people,” he laughs.
“You sure you don’t mean a way with the girls?” I playfully respond.
“Maybe.” He shrugs and pulls me into an embrace. “I don’t notice who lets me in, my mind is solely set on getting to my beautiful girlfriend.” He tightens his arms around me and kisses my neck.
“Sweet talker,” I say, giving him a small nudge on his shoulder.
“Dangerous combination. Are you sure you want to go away with him, Sadie?” Jessa teases.
“She doesn’t really have a choice. If she denies me, I will take her over my shoulder and drag her there,” Brady retorts and picks up my bag.
“No worries…I like my hot, highly complimentary boyfriend.” I kiss him on the cheek. “See you later, Jessa.” I make my way to the door.
“Have fun you two,” she says in a sing-song voice, revealing she knows what we will be doing.
“Don’t worry, we will. Keep an eye on my place, will you?” Brady abruptly glances over at Jessa and then back at me. The look between them appears worried, as though they just got caught.
“Your place?” I question.
“You know what I mean.” Brady hesitantly stares back at Jessa and she turns around as though nothing just happened. “Our place. I’m the one who keeps it up, the rest of those guys would live in filth if it wasn’t for me,” he tries to joke, but his laugh sounds forced.
“I always wondered who cleaned that house.” I decide to let whatever just happened go. I don’t want to ruin this weekend.
“Let’s get going, we have a drive ahead of us.” Brady places his hand on the small of back, leading me to the door.
“Well…see you Sunday,” Jessa calls out to us and grabs her phone from the dresser.
Once we get out to his car, which is parked along the sidewalk again with his hazards on, I ask where we are going.
“You brought your passport, right?” he asks.
“Yes, but where are we going?” I inquire again.
“Canada…Niagara Falls to be exact,” he says, smiling up at me as he opens the passenger door.
“Really? I’ve never been,” I exclaim.
Three hours later, we pull up to the border and hand our passports over to the customs agent. She peers down at both of us, examining our pictures. After she asks us a series of questions, she signals Brady to drive ahead and we enter into Canada.
“So, what are we doing now?” I ask.
“Let’s find our hotel and then we can do whatever you want.” He brings my hand up to his mouth, kissing my fingers that are entwined with his.
“I would be happy staying in the hotel for the rest of the night,” I admit.
“Sounds good to me,” he says, glancing over at me. “Sadie, I would be immensely happy sightseeing with you during the day and holding you at night. Anything else…would just be a bonus.”
“I know Brady but…thank you for saying that,” I respond. We pull up to a high-rise hotel in the heart of the city. “This is too nice, Brady.”
“Nothing is too nice when it comes to you.” He parks the car and turns to me. “Listen, Sadie. This weekend is about us, as a couple. I have plans to pamper and spoil you, so just enjoy yourself. Your smiles and laughs are thanks enough,” he says and leans forward, giving me a kiss. “Deal?”
“Alright,” I agree, not wanting his lips off of mine. How is this boy still on the market?
We take the elevator up from the parking garage to the lobby. Brady carries both bags, placing them down by the front desk. The hotel is amazing. Giving Brady his distance as he checks in, I watch tourists venture in and out of the huge lobby. Observing the elaborate sculptures and water fountains, I wonder how a college student can afford this place. A twinge of guilt hits me, hoping he isn’t going into debt for my benefit. As long as Brady is with me, we could stay in a cardboard box in a dark alley for all I care.
A few minutes later, Brady comes up alongside me, bags in hand. “Ready?” he asks and I nod, taking one more look at the elaborate water fountain.
We make our way to the elevators, travel up to our floor, and walk down the hallway. Brady inserts the keycard and I gasp from the doorway. The whole side of the room is lined with windows that overlook the Falls.
“Babe, can we move inside the room?” Brady asks.
“Oh sorry!” I reply, moving out of the way so he can put the bags down.
“I hope this is okay. If you want your own room, I can get you one. Not that I want you to.” He misunderstood why I didn’t walk in right away.
“Are you kidding?” I ask, walking over to him. “This is way more than okay and I don’t want to stay anywhere you aren’t,” I finish, leaning up on my tippy toes to kiss him.
“Whew…glad to hear it,” he says, releasing a big breath. “You scared me when you didn’t want to come in.”
“It’s the view, how amazing…Brady?” I sigh. I know this must have cost way too much.
“Stop it, Sadie. Do you like it?” he asks.
“Of course.”
“That’s all that matters. Now come over here with me and appreciate the view.” He grabs my hand and guides me to the window.
I stand there, leaning my back against Brady, wondering if the people below are as happy as I am. Brady Carsen is the most amazing guy I have ever known and the fact that he accepts my past makes me appreciate him even more. How I got this lucky I have no idea, but I’m not stupid enough to mess it up.
“Come on, let’s get ready for dinner,” he says, pulling me away from the view.
“Alright,” I agree and walk over to my suitcase.
I shower while Brady stretches out on the bed, grabbing the remote. As the hot water streams down my body, I can’t help but wish he was in here with me. Right now, it takes everything in me not to walk out of here and straddle him in bed. As I navigate the razor across my skin, I imagine Brady’s hands there. Everything I know about him makes me believe his touch will be soft. That he will slowly relish my body when the time comes. Finishing in the shower, I step out, willing myself to cool down. I’m unsure how I will get through dinner, let alone anything else Brady has planned but I know he put a lot of thought into this so I would never ruin it.
After rubbing lotion across my whole body with the expectation of Brady’s lips trailing kisses over it tonight, I put one of the robes on that the hotel supplies for their guests. I exit the bathroom and Brady seems ready to hop in after me but stops abruptly. “You are making this really hard, baby,” he says, blatantly appraising my body. “You’re naked under there, aren’t you?”
“Uh-huh,” I respond and bite my bottom lip, giving my best seductive look.
“You’re killing me.”
“You are the one with all the plans,” I joke and turn around to my bag but Brady grabs my wrist and tugs me back to him.
“We will go to dinner, take a walk by the Falls, and then…” he kisses my neck and my hands instantly press against his bare chest. “I’m going to unzip your dress, slowly pulling it off each shoulder, trailing kisses down your body. I will unclasp your bra, letting it fall to the floor. Then I will guide your panties down and watch you step out of them one leg at a time, disposing them on the floor. I will splay your body on this bed and slowly make my way up to you, nibbling, licking, and kissing every area of your body until I capture your mouth. I promise you, I will devour your body, savoring every inch. It will be slow and gentle the first time but after that I won’t be able to control myself anymore. I promise you, Sadie, I will fuck you until your voice is hoarse from screaming my name.” He kisses my cheek and turns around to the bathroom and I almost pass out from the heat surging through my body.
Once I hear the shower turn on, I lay down on the bed, trying to control my rapid breaths. The anticipation of tonight just got knocked up about twenty notches. After what Brady just said to me, I have no doubt he will satisfy me. I just hope I’m enough for him.
Brady gets out of the shower a few minutes later, wearing only a towel wrapped around his waist. The room starts to feel small, as though it is closing in on me. His body is nothing short of incredible. Beads of water have fallen from his wet hair onto his chest and back and all I want to do is lick off each drop. I’m positioned in the chair in front of the vanity, applying my make-up while sneaking glances Brady’s way. At one point, our eyes meet in the mirror and he smirks at me, catching me gawking. This dinner is starting to sound more like torture than enjoyment.
Thankfully, Brady grabs some clothes out of his bag and ventures back into the bathroom. When he emerges, my breath stops and I’m sure my eyes are bugged out of my head. He has on dark charcoal slacks and a crisp white button-down with the top two buttons undone. His dark hair is gelled forward a bit, replacing his rock look with a cover model for GQ magazine.
I stand up, never taking my eyes off of him. “I’m happy you kept these,” I admit, pulling on one of his black leather bracelets.
“Really?” he asks, surprised.
“Yes, I love them. Don’t get me wrong, this look makes naughty things come to mind,” I say, slowly looking him up and down, “but I will always be partial to you in jeans and a t-shirt.” I give him a brief kiss on his lips before I grab my dress and go in the bathroom.
“You surprise me, Sadie Miller,” Brady calls out before I shut the door.
A half-hour later, I’m finally ready to leave the safe haven of the bathroom. My hair is curled in big ringlets that flow past my shoulders. I’m wearing a black cocktail dress, another request by Brady. The dress is tighter than the red one I wore on our first date, leaving one shoulder bare. It fits snug around each curve of my body, ending a few inches above my knee. I smile as I examine myself in the mirror because a few years ago I would have never been able to pull this look off.
Being away from Brady has calmed my desire a bit, but I know when I open that door and see the blaze in his eyes when he sees me in this dress, it will be back full force.
Exiting the bathroom, Brady stands up from the chair and walks to me. “God Sadie, you always surpass my imagination,” he compliments.
“Thank you,” I say shyly, looking down.
He kisses my lips and slowly enters his tongue in my mouth before pulling away. “This is going to be the hardest night of my life…at least until we come back here,” he says with a wink.
“We don’t have to go, you know,” I suggest. I would rather stay in and see what luxurious things he has planned for my body.
“As much as this might kill me, we have to go out.” He holds out his arm for me to take, escorting me out of the room.
Chapter 15
Luckily, we don’t go far for dinner…only up ten floors. The restaurant is located on the top floor of the hotel overlooking the Falls. Since it is nighttime, an array of colored lights illuminate the water cascading over the edge.
“Good evening,” a cute redhead greets us at the podium.
“Hello. Carsen,” Brady informs her of our reservation.
“Party of two?” she asks and noticeably admires him.
“Yes,” Brady confirms and draws me closer to him. I love the way he lets others know I’m with him.
“Follow me,” she says. Her voice suddenly becomes curt.
Brady and I follow her to a table along the windows. He pulls my chair back and pushes it to the table before folding himself in his own chair. He sits, leaning back in his chair while he peruses the menu.
Our waiter comes over and I’m thankful it’s a man. I don’t want to share Brady with any other women tonight. His name is Jonathan, and he’s an attractive older man with gray in his hairline. Brady orders a bottle of wine and I’m surprised he not only orders alcohol, but picks a specific wine without ever looking at the list.
“Brady Carsen, who are you?” I ask, smiling over my menu.
“Your white knight, with an edge,” he jokes.
“I can’t help but think there is a lot more I need to find out about you,” I admit.
“You know the true me…that’s all that matters.” He suddenly becomes distant and stares out the window.
“Did I say something wrong?” I feel as though I hit a nerve with him. His eyes now veer anywhere but me.
“No, of course not, Sadie.” His incredible smile comes alive again like nothing just happened. I have a decision to make, whether to put my foot down and demand answers or let it go and enjoy the evening. I decide on the latter.
“This is way too nice, Brady. We could have gone anywhere and I would have been happy.” I honestly mean it.
“Then I wouldn’t have been able to see you in that dress,” he confesses, peering down at my chest and then back up to my eyes.
“And I wouldn’t have been able to see you pull off the GQ look,” I say and grin back. “In all seriousness though, this is all…too much,” I declare.
“Do you think I did this because I think you expect this treatment?” He stares into my eyes.
“Uh-huh.” I peek through my eyelashes, embarrassed.
“Sadie, I did this because you deserve this, that’s all. I booked the suite and dinner reservations because I want you to always remember our first time together. The reason for this trip was because the thought of having you all to myself for the whole weekend was too tempting to pass up. So, truth be told, I’m a selfish bastard,” he laughs.
“Thank you, Brady,” I say with genuine appreciation.
“You are welcome. Now…end of conversation.”
The rest of the dinner we admire the view, eat our dinner, and drink our wine, although I think I drank more than Brady. He maybe had a half a glass. It seems like a waste of money, since the bottle is practically full.
After dinner, Brady steers me by the small of my back to the elevator and presses the lobby button. We stroll by the Falls hand in hand until we finally rest along the railing. Brady wraps his arms around my stomach and pulls me closer as we watch the water descend over the edge of the enormous oval.
Feeling Brady’s breath on my neck brings goose bumps across my body. His tight hold of my body pressed against his hard one takes everything I have not to take him right here. As though he can hear my thoughts, he kisses my neck and moves his lips behind my ear before he whispers, “I can’t hold off any longer baby, let’s go.”
His hand moves down and entwines our fingers, guiding me away from the massive waterfall. Our steps seem almost frantic, the hotel so far away. Brady glances over at me a few times, his eyes overflowing with pure lust. I wonder if it will even be possible for us to go slow at this point. I get my answer when the elevator doors close and we are alone in the small space.
Brady pushes me against the wall while his lips dive to my neck and his hands roam my body. He slowly places them on the back of my thighs and I instinctively wrap my legs around him. His body is warm but the tips of his fingers and nose are a little chilled from the cold Canadian temperature. When his cold nose hit my neck, shivers shoot through my body but I don’t want him to pull away.
“I don’t know if I can keep my promise, baby. It’s incredibly hard not to press that stop button and take you right here,” Brady says breathlessly as his lips envelop my earlobe, biting slightly.
“Do it, Brady…take me here…now,” I beg. I want nothing more than him inside of me.
“No…I will at least get you to our room because once I get you naked, I don’t plan on seeing you covered up for a while.” Like magic, the doors open to our floor and Brady carries me to our room, never letting me down. With my legs wrapped around him, I lick and bite softly across his neck. With every nibble, he groans and grasps me harder. I know I’m making it harder on him and I’m not sure which one of us wants this more.
We reach the door and I have no idea if anyone saw us, not that I care. Brady opens the door and kicks it shut with his foot. The door bangs hard when it slams shut. “Whoops,” Brady says and we both laugh before he tosses me on the bed.
Then our eyes meet and the room is silent. He slowly takes off his jacket and places it on the chair behind him. Brady stares down at me and the way his eyes take me in almost undoes me. He crawls his way up to me and takes my hand, bringing me back up. “Sorry, I got a little out of hand there,” he apologizes.
“No need to apologize,” I say and swing my leg over his lap, straddling him. I take his earlobe in my mouth and twirl it around with my tongue. His hands mindlessly squeeze and rub my ass. The bulge in his pants is evident as he pulls me closer and small moans escape my mouth.
His hands roam up my back and carefully unzip my dress. Taking the strap down, he kisses my collarbone and down to my shoulder as I pull my arm out. Brady is bound and determined to take his time and I want nothing more than to relax and enjoy this ride with him.
My dress is now scrunched up into a round piece of fabric around my stomach. I realize Brady has entirely too many clothes on. I unbutton his shirt while I stare into his gorgeous brown irises. If my eyes have as much fire in them as his, I know this night will be one I will remember for the rest of my life. He’s going to ruin me for all others.
I place both my hands on Brady’s toned shoulders and push his shirt off, exposing his bare chest. He leans back, resting on his arms to let me admire him. I bend down and give him small kisses across his stomach and chest and he whimpers when I pull away. Scooting up, he brings me with him and slides his fingers behind my back to relieve me of my bra. Before it hits the bed, Brady’s mouth devours my left breast while he massages my right nipple between his fingers, pinching slightly. My body arches to him, desperate for more.
He rolls me over so my back rests on the bed, him on top, making his way down my body. Pulling my dress down over my legs, he tosses it onto the chair with his coat, his eyes never leaving my body. I lie there with my head on the pillow, torn between closing my eyes to enjoy his touch or watching Brady consume my body. He starts to explore me by kissing hip bone to hip bone and pulling my panties down little by little. He cherishes me as though I’m his last present at Christmas.
After he disposes my wet panties, his lips travel up my inner thighs and an electric current travels up to my stomach when his tongue swipes along my inner folds. My reflexes kick in instantly and I place my hands on his head to keep him there, but he takes my hands and holds them out to my sides. “Lose all control, baby. Just relax and enjoy.” I stare down at his eyes between my legs and I have no choice but to listen. I lean my head back, closing my eyes. Hearing the little groans coming out of Brady’s mouth makes it unbearable for me to hold off. The pressure inside of me intensifies and builds higher and higher. Right when all I need is his fingers in me, he raises his mouth and makes his way to me.
“Sorry, baby. I want us to come together.” He positions himself right at my entrance and I can’t think of anything but having him inside of me. When I place my hands on his ass, I feel his pants. I tuck my hands between us and push the sides down, first with my hands, finishing with my feet. “I want nothing between us,” I whisper.
“Me either, Sadie. Nothing…Between…Us,” he says back, staring with such intensity into my eyes, I can’t help but feel he is talking about more than just this moment.
He slowly moves into me, taking his time, like he said he would. As he moves in small circles and kisses me gently, the build-up happens so fast I clench harder, willing myself to hold on. Brady’s hips start to move more frantically and his tongue more urgently. “God, baby…you are killing me.” Brady tips his head back and closes his eyes.
“Please, Brady…I won’t be able to hold off much longer,” I breathlessly plead for him to tell me it’s okay to release the pressure.
“Look at me,” he says. He thrusts deeper in me and I oblige. “Go ahead, baby…but I want you to look into my eyes and say my name.”
Instantly, I say, “Brady.” Staring into his eyes, I watch him come unglued as well.
“Sadie…,” he whispers and collapses on top of me.
I wrap my arms around his chest, not wanting him to leave my body just yet. He seems more than willing to stay. He rests on his forearms and gives me small kisses. “You okay?” he asks.
“Better than okay,” I respond.
“Me too,” he says before he slowly pulls out of me. Rolling me on top of him, he curls me into his body. His hands lazily slide across my arms with his breath tickling my neck. Keeping his promise, I’ve never felt more cherished and loved.
Brady keeps me naked for the rest of the night. We stay in bed, entwined in the sheets while fingers graze across each other. Our talks have started to bring up more questions regarding our pasts, so I don’t know why I’m surprised when he asks me about Theo. I should have expected it.
“Sadie, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to, but what happened to Theo?” Brady asks while his fingers flow through my hair with my head on his stomach. The way he refers to Theo by his first name and not as my brother or my twin, makes me realize how much Brady cares for me.
I sit up and Brady follows, leaning against the headboard. Releasing a couple breaths, I finally start to tell him the story of that fateful night.
“Let me start by saying that Theo was the charismatic one. Where I was shy, he was outgoing. He was funny, smart, and good-looking. A combination for disaster,” I say, glancing up at Brady. He holds all three of those characteristics as well but holds himself together much better than Theo. “Anyway, Theo was the younger twin but anyone who knew us would think differently. He protected me in every facet of our lives. In high school, when we started going to parties, all the guys knew not to touch me because of Theo. He was Mr. Popularity and the spineless guys wouldn’t dare cross him. So I spent most of my high school holed up in an artist studio with a couple of true friends.” Brady pulls me closer and kisses the top of my head.
“I wanted to go to a different college than him. Don’t get me wrong, I loved Theo, but I wanted to spread my wings without him near. My parents wouldn’t hear of it, demanding we both go to Drayton, their alma mater. Of course, I agreed and Theo and I attended there. I told him before we went that I wanted my space and he reluctantly agreed, but warned if anyone hurt me that it would be the end of him. Luck was on my side when we got placed in dorms on the opposite sides of campus. Other than a few run– ins, Theo and I co-existed in college amicably. But when we both pledged our parents’ fraternity and sorority, things got tricky.” I pause for a moment. I know I have to tell him my whole story. I would want the same from him.
“There’s something I haven’t told you yet.” I pause, trying to get the courage to tell him. I take a deep breath and continue, “I was kind of overweight in high school and college. Probably about thirty pounds heavier than I am now. So, it’s not like the guys were in line waiting for me.” I peek my eyes up to him. I want to see his expression. His eyes are filled with sympathy. “So after pledging, we started running into each other more in social settings instead of the planned dinners we would schedule on our own. I don’t want to give you the impression we never saw each other. Theo and I were close; we talked about everything, except dating. Well…my dating. We talked about his girl issues plenty.” I smile, remembering Theo’s revolving door of girlfriends.
“Siblings…I get that,” Brady says, making me believe he must have at least one. I smile up at him and bring his hand in my lap to play with his fingers.
“There was this guy, Craig McKnight, who was in Theo’s fraternity but he was older than us by two years. He was the first guy to show interest in me, which I thought was the best thing ever. He asked me to a formal and I accepted, which pissed Theo off and he came over to my sorority house, asking me to decline. He told me that I could date anyone, but not someone in his fraternity and definitely not Craig McKnight. I can still recall our conversation,” I whisper and a tear falls from my eye.
“Please, Sadie, he’s a jackass,” Theo begged.
“No, Theo. I told you, you have to let me date.”
“I will set you up with anyone else, Sadie. He is only looking for one thing,” he argued.
“Am I not attractive enough for a guy to want me, Theo? Am I not hot enough that Craig might actually want to take me on a date?” I spat back, angry that he didn’t think a guy would want me for anything other than sex.
“God, Sade, that’s not it. There are tons of guys who think you’re hot and would love to go out with you. I just get to them first,” he joked. I walked over to him and placed my palm on his cheek, “Let me handle it, Theo. If he gets handsy, I will call you…like always.”
“Promise me, Sadie,” Theo demanded.
“I promise.”
“It was a promise I would come to regret making,” I say to Brady and wrap my arm around his neck, burying my head.
“Don’t tell me anymore, Sadie. It’s okay…it can wait.” Brady runs his hand over my hair, rocking me back and forth.
“No, I want to tell you. I just need you to hold me, is that okay?” I ask, wiping tears from my eyes. He remains silent, but pulls me closer and firmer against him.
“We went to the formal, which was in some fancy hotel in the city. I drove up with Craig and another couple, who were both older than me. I knew I wasn’t going to sleep with him, but I wanted this date more than anything. Craig was the perfect gentleman all evening until the end, when he dangled some room keys in front of my face. I knew what he expected, but I honestly didn’t think he would be mad when I denied his advances. I don’t know if I was being naïve or just plain stupid, but I agreed to go up to his room. I didn’t tell anyone where I was going, except another sorority sister, Lexi. She just winked and told me to have a good time. Once we got in the room, Craig took off his jacket and cornered me. He was probably six foot three inches and two hundred and fifty pounds. I didn’t stand a chance against him.” Brady’s body tenses against mine and I instantly massage his fingers to relax him.
“So, I kept trying to get out, while he kept coming at me. At one point, my dress got ripped from him grabbing it and me pulling away. I don’t know what his true intentions were or if he would have gone ahead with it. Just as I thought I had nowhere else to go, I ran into the bathroom and locked the door. Craig pounded on the door, but I pulled my phone out and called the one person I trusted with my life, Theo. He didn’t answer the first time but after a text and another call, he picked up, panicked, thinking the worst. Little did he know, he was right.”
T – “Where are you Sadie?” he asked, frantic.
Me – “Room 458,” I revealed, thankful I noticed it when we walked in.
T – “Just stay locked in the bathroom. You hear me, Sadie?” he asked sternly.
Me – “Yes, please, Theo…hurry.” Craig pounded again on the door.
“The door started to bow a little and I worried Craig would get in before Theo could get there. I don’t remember how long it was before I heard fighting and yelling, and I knew that Theo had arrived. From what I could hear, there were more guys than just him. I unlocked the door to see Theo hit Craig in the jaw. Craig had Theo in weight but Theo was comparable in height. The two went at it, while some other fraternity brothers tried to get in the middle. It was a combination of Craig’s friends and Theo’s friends, but they were all fraternity brothers so many of them seemed confused on who to help. The two of them kept going at each other. Theo kept saying to stay the hell away from his sister and Craig kept yelling back that he should stay out of it. I just wanted to curl up and cry. Then Craig said, ‘I just wanted to see what screwing a fat chick was like.’ And Theo came unglued. He wouldn’t stop hitting him. It was a rage I had never seen in him before. He threw himself on top of Craig, throwing punch after punch, until a couple of the guys pulled him off. He eventually shrugged it off, watching Craig for any movement before coming to me.” Brady’s body is now a ball of knots.
“Theo wrapped his arms around me, pulling me to my feet and took me out of the room. He put me in the backseat of his car and drove me and his date home. He tucked me into my bed and whispered ‘Never listen to them, Sadie. You are beautiful and one day you will find the perfect guy, I promise.’ I look up at Brady, seeing now that Theo was right. He smiles down at me and wipes a tear from my eye with his thumb.
