BRAX'S POV:
I paced mine and Ricky's bedroom, trying to figure out what to do next. Hearing the door shut behind someone, I made my way out into the living room, seeing Casey asleep on the sofa, a note from Ricky on the fridge…
"Gone for a walk to give you time to cool off. I'm sorry. I love you x"
Sighing heavily, I walked into the kitchen, seeing Ricky's phone on the table. Swallowing a lump in my throat, I picked it up, unlocking her keypad, scrolling through the contacts to find the one I needed…
RICKY'S POV:
"That's your third slice of chocolate cake in half-an-hour" Irene commented as she placed my plate down on the table in front of me "I take it you're comfort eating?"
I nodded my head, signalling yes… "Brax and I had a row"
"I've gotta get back to work but if you want a chat, you know where I am, okay?" she questioned
Nodding my head, signalling yes, I smiled at her warmly as she squeezed my hand and walked back into the kitchen…
BRAX'S POV:
I was wracked with guilt as the reality of what I'd done sunk in. I'd called Adam's lawyer and told him that Adam was locked up, him assuring me that he'd do everything he could to get him out. Taking a long sip of my beer, I sighed heavily…
"Drinking in the middle of the day, classy, even for you" Heath chuckled
"What're you doing out of bed?" I asked
"Needed a drink" he informed me "what's up with you?"
"Nothing" I replied, sighing heavily
"Course not" he chuckled "tell Uncle Heath everything"
RICKY'S POV:
"And you think your brother had Heath beaten up?" Irene inquired as she moved around the kitchen
"Knowing my brother, yeah" I sighed "and when he rang me this morning to tell me he'd been arrested, I told him I wouldn't get in touch with his lawyer, which was a stupid thing to do"
"Why?" she questioned
"Because it puts us in danger even more so than before" I sighed "but that's a whole other story"
"All I can suggest is that you go home and try to sort things out with Brax" she replied "he loves you and you love him, I saw that from the first moment you two walked in here. Go and sort it out"
"I might need to take the rest of that chocolate cake" I admitted, smirking at her
"Go ahead" she chuckled
"I'll leave the money by the till" I informed her, moving to hug her "thank you, Irene"
"Anytime, darl" she replied
BRAX'S POV:
"So you think it's safer for us having Adam out on the streets, do you?" Heath asked as I filled him in on what I'd done
"Right now, yeah" I replied
"And what happens if he is released? Then what?" he questioned
"I haven't thought that far ahead yet" I admitted
"Sounds like you haven't thought at all" Ricky's voice informed us
I turned quickly, seeing her stood in the doorway, watching as she made her way into the kitchen…
"Well, aren't you gonna say something?" she inquired, raising an eyebrow at me
"I'm gonna head back to bed" Heath informed us, standing up, making his way back to his room
"Seriously, what're you thinking, Brax?" she asked, setting her things down on the kitchen counter
"That maybe, just maybe I could sort things out with Adam" I informed her
"You're dating me, his little sister, and you've told him you don't wanna work for him anymore which left you battered and bruised. Do you really think he's going to want to sort things out with you?" she questioned
"I had to do something; it's too dangerous having him locked up and his contacts out for revenge" I replied
"And it's even more dangerous having him out of jail too" she sighed
RICKY'S POV:
Brax didn't reply. Turning away from him, I grabbed a plate from the draining board and slid the cake onto it, placing it in the fridge. Shutting the door behind him, I made my way back to the counter and flicked on the kettle. The room was silent and I heard him move, his arms wrapping around my waist from behind a couple of moments later…
"Y'know I hate fighting with you" he admitted
I sighed heavily and entwined my hands with his… "I hate fighting with you too"
"I promise, I'm gonna do whatever I can to keep you, Heath and Casey safe" he informed me
"And what about keeping yourself safe?" I questioned "or does that not matter?"
"Ric, please" he sighed
I turned around in his embrace and wrapped my arms around his neck… "I don't want you getting hurt again, or worse, killed, because I'd be a mess without you, Brax, you know I would"
I looked into his eyes, seeing his gaze burning into mine intently. Watching him, his hands came to cup my cheeks, his lips pressing against mine softly… "I'm gonna be fine"
"You know that might not be true" I sighed, resting my head against his chest
"I do, because there's something you don't know…" he admitted
What doesn't Ricky know that Brax does? And how does it ensure that he'll be fine?