Brother to Brother
Sacred Brotherhood Book I
Date: August 1, 2016
was bringing herself and her thirteen month old son home to his father. It was
her last ditch effort to make a better life for her and her boy. One in which
Noah had a father to look up to and guide him. While she knew Grinder wasn’t
perfect, she believed in him, and love always found a way, right?
dreams for herself and her son could twist into such nightmares, and that it
was so true, the old adage, that the road to hell is paved with good
intentions. She’s about to find out that another adage is true, that
sometimes it’s better the devil you
know, when instead of finding Grinder, it’s his cold and critical brother
Archer at the end of her long drive that she must contend with.
place else to go, Melody is about to make a deal with this devil that she can’t
refuse. Who knew it could, quite possibly, be the best decision she’s ever
this place like some kind of ghost since we got back from the club. It’s
driving me nuts, so how about you tell me what’s up? You having second thoughts
or some shit?”Melody looked up from where she sat, Indian style in the middle of the bed.
It’d been something like two or three days since we’d been at the club and
she’d been quieter than usual, which she’d practically been a fuckin’ church
mouse to begin with. Her phone forgotten in her hands she opened her mouth to
speak, thought better of it, closed it, opened it again only to turn around and
shut it again.
To make my point that I wasn’t going anywhere until I got some kind of an
answer, I crossed my arms over my chest and leaned a shoulder against the edge
of the open doorway. She leaned way over to get a look around me into the
“He’s out cold already,” I assured her and she leaned back slowly, resuming her
seated position in the middle of my bed. I’d kept sleeping on the couch,
figuring I’d be back in it soon enough once she and I were married, a couple of
weeks more didn’t make much difference.
She pinned me with those beautiful blue eyes of her and nervously pushed some
of that gorgeous blonde hair of hers behind her ear. Melody damn sure was a
beautiful woman. I was lucky on that score. Even luckier that she was a fine
mother and homemaker. Still, I was getting tired of her looking so rundown and
fuckin’ scared all the time, but I couldn’t fix it if I didn’t know what was
freaking her out so hard.
“I’m scared,” she admitted finally, and it was a start.
“Of what?” I asked, needing to know which dragon to slay would be an even
better starting point, but I could tell by the expression on her face I was
gonna have to drag it out of her. I hated that. Why couldn’t women ever be
straightforward like most dudes? I ask a question, I expect an answer but if
what I suspected were true…
“Of… of you,” she said finally and my suspicions were dead on confirmed. Well,
shit. Now how did I go about fixing that?
“Okay,” I said judiciously. “Why? What am I doing to scare you? Give me some
She smoothed her lips together and I realized I was looking forward to seeing
if they were as soft as they looked. She swallowed hard, and voice trembling,
said, “I don’t know if it’s anything specific…” I snorted and she looked like a
deer caught in the fuckin’ headlights.
“Don’t bullshit me, Mel. I promise not to get pissed off, but you gotta tell
me, else I can’t work on it, or fix it now can I?”
“No, I suppose not,” she said softly and I had to wait her out. I could see her
trying to gather up her thoughts. The slight line that developed between her
eyes as she thought furiously how best to say it, was cute on her.
Still, I didn’t have endless patience so I finally sighed and said, “Just gimme
the short version, and spill it. I gotta try and get some sleep tonight.”
“I don’t know how I’m supposed to… I don’t know if I can…”
“Fuck me?” I asked, the heat lending a sweet blush of color across her cheeks
cluing me in.
“I’ve never done sex without love… You’re attractive, Archer, don’t get me
wrong but I’m a woman and feelings… we have to have feelings as a part of it,
it’s just how it works, I guess…” she covered her face with her hands, “Oh,
god!” She groaned, “I’m saying this all wrong and I don’t want to hurt your
feelings but it’s important and I’m so sorry, but I’m really struggling and the
girls back in Arizona always said you were rough and that scares me too, and I
just am trying to get my head around it and I’m struggling… I’m sorry.” I let
her babble and repeat herself and waited her out until she was finished and
somewhat beyond that.
I could feel the slight smirk on my lips, a defense mechanism if I were being
totally honest, because what she said did sting, but I had to be honest with
myself, it wasn’t totally unexpected. Finally, she gave me what I wanted,
lowering her hands and looking at me.
“First of all, those girls back in AZ? I don’t and didn’t give a fuck about
them, so why would I give a shit? They weren’t mine, and I was just in it to
get my rocks off, meet a physical need, you get me?”
Again with that adorable little thoughtful frown. Mel nodded slowly, and I was
pretty sure she didn’t get what I was saying but I wasn’t too terribly worried
about it, because soon enough she would. I was a ‘doer’ by nature. I didn’t
really dig sitting around talking about shit, the only reason I was indulging
her in it now, was because I thought she was gonna worry herself sick and back
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