Page 78 of The Lucky Heart (Jamison Valley 3)
Princess,
Going to dinner at Felicity’s house.
Be back late. If I come back at all.
Might just stay there.
—P
What. The. Fuck.
My vision turned red.
She was mine and he was a fucking dead man.
I crumpled the note and stormed down the hallway for my coat and boots. The door shook as I slammed it shut with a rage I hadn’t felt in years.
After all that I’d done for him, he repaid me by going after Felicity? And what the fuck was she doing? Was Pax the reason she’d pulled away from me?
The drive to town went by in a furious haze. I parked and marched right up to her door, peering inside, hoping that I had misunderstood Paxon’s note and there was another Felicity in Prescott that I didn’t know about.
Nope. There they were, laughing and talking in her kitchen. Her beautiful face was split in a wide smile and Paxon was making wild gestures as he told her a story.
My blood started boiling and my temper wiped out any rational thought. I exploded through the door, ignoring the shocked gasp from Felicity and bolting straight for my “friend.”
Paxon held up his hands in surrender but grinned. The fucker grinned!
I didn’t slow, plowing right into him and grabbing him by his shirt to shove him against the wall. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I roared into his face. “She belongs with me!”
His grin widened. What the fuck was wrong with him?
Before I could ask, his hands came up and started pushing me away. “Come on, let me go.” When I didn’t, the smirk on his face fell. “Silas, man, let me go.” He fought to get out of my grasp, but I didn’t budge. We were pretty evenly matched physically but I had rage on my side.
“Let me go!” His own rage sparked behind his dark eyes. Just like all the times we’d boxed together, that was the sign he was about to unleash hell.
Bring it on.
“What the fuck are you doing with her?” My jaw was clenched so tightly, my teeth didn’t move as I spoke.
Paxon didn’t answer. Instead, he let go of his temper. He pushed hard and I rocked back but then I used all my strength to slam his back into the wall again. This time he twisted, jerking my arm locked on his to the side. We both dipped and he lost his footing, so I was able to keep him pinned to the wall. Using all of my weight and every ounce of my strength, I kept him trapped as he struggled to get free. We were so lost in our grappling battle that neither of us noticed Felicity approaching from the side.
Then I was wet.
My face was soaked with cold water and I blinked furiously to clear the drops from my eyes. The surprise made me lose my grip on Pax’s arms and he jerked free. He was wet too.
And the fucker was grinning again, his anger evaporated. “She is perfect for you, princess.”
“What?” I rubbed both hands over my face, clearing away more water that was dripping out of my hair.
“Well, that was fun,” Pax said. He turned to Felicity who stood by our sides.
She was holding two empty glasses.
And she was pissed.
Well, too fucking bad, babe. I was pissed too. “You want to tell me what is going on here?”
Her answer was curling a lip and slamming the glasses onto the counter. Then with two hands planted firmly against my chest, she pushed me backward with all her might.
