Page List

Font Size:

“We won’t speak of it. I promise.”

That worked for Lucian.

“Thank you. Now, we’re going to have to go tell him, and hope he holds up.”

No one envied them of that job.

With that, he and Bishop headed up the staircase, and to the offices upstairs.

Once inside, they found Ridge sitting on the couch there. His legs were tucked up, and his chin was on his knees as he stared off into space.

When he heard Lucian clear his throat, announcing his arrival, he looked over.

The absolute misery in his eyes…

It was heartbreaking.

Immediately, Lucian headed his way and sat beside him, so they could get this over with as quickly as possible.

“Hey, Baby, are you okay?” he asked, as Bishop sat in the seat facing the couch.

He shrugged.

“I was just reliving all of this and hating myself for not being there for Wyn. Did I check out?” he asked. “Of the marriage?”

Oh, boy.

This wasn’t good.

Ridge hadn’t, but he was about to find out that Wynter had. This was going to be a sucker punch to the gut.

No.

Freaking.

Doubt.

“Absolutely not,” Lucian said, leaving a kiss on Ridge’s forehead. “You didn’t know this was going to happen,” he said, staring at his wife. “There was no way you could see this coming, Ridge, and we’re sorry for that. Life throws some wild punches, and all we can do is take the ones that land and dodge the others.”

Ridge was leaning against Lucian and felt it.

“What happened? I can feel the energy coming off of you, and it’s not good.”

Oh, boy.

“Just tell me,” he said softly.

This was going to suck. The whole time, Lucian was staring at his wife, willing her to be gentle because he could also feel Ridge’s energy.

He couldn’t take much more.

As her husband nodded, signaling it was time, Bishop knew she needed to get this over with for all of their sakes.

“We found some things out, Ridge.”

He stared at her.

“What?” he asked. “What did you find out?”


Novels you may like ...