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Taking out my phone, I snap a photo. Zooming in, I shoot it through my facial recognition app.
When it pings, I want to throw up.
Michael Wesley Brennan
My feet move before I tell them to.
I end him...
A threat from Ella’s past was easy to brush off considering his involvement with Riordan. Something I didn’t think I’d have to face. God, was I wrong. Here he is, watching Ella.MyElla. The mother of my fucking child. And it ignites a fury that will rage out of control.
I hike toward him, not sure what I’ll do. My gun is in the car, per the school’s firearms rules. Brennan is tall and looks thick and husky. But I’m strong with power and muscles from my martial arts training. Most people don’t realize that I can do a lot of damage.
Brennan turns his gaze to me, and a flicker of recognition flashes across his face.
He knows who I am. Good, but it’s not likely he knows why I’m heading toward him clenching my fists, looking like I’m ready to choke him. Instead of confronting me, he ducks into a dark-colored sedan and peels away.
I spin around to see if Ella noticed, but she’s already back inside the school.
CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
Ella
On Saturday, Balor drives us to East Hampton where his sister is hosting a bridal shower for Jillian, even though they’re already married.
I felt so honored that night at the gala when she included me. Technically, she put Balor on the spot, but the man didn’t even flinch.
If anything, I did. I wasn’t prepared for him to come around so completely.
“This is a first,” Balor says through the comfortable silence. “A bridal shower.”
“None of your sisters-in-law had a bridal shower?”
“Sisters,” he corrects. “We don’t use in-law. Once you have our name, you’re one of us.”
“That sounds a little eyebrow-raising, no?” I fold my arms. “Especially if you say my brother and sister are getting married?”
He barks a laugh. “You’re right. Fortunately, though, we don’t talk to outsiders much.”
“Did your parents take you on trips growing up?”
Balor barks another laugh. “With eight kids?”
“I figured your family could afford it.”
“Money-wise, sure. But it would have been a security nightmare.”
“Wait.” I turn to him. “You’ve never been to Disney?”
He shrugs. “Nope. Kieran is planning a trip with Isabella next year when his sons are older.”
“Did you travel anywhere?”
“On my own, sure. After college.”
“And not with a woman?”
“No.”