Five Brothers Read Online Penelope Douglas

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, New Adult Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 177
Estimated words: 173392 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 867(@200wpm)___ 694(@250wpm)___ 578(@300wpm)
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His stares at his stomach. “Don’t make me leave here.”

Water spills down my face. He can stay here forever if he wants.

“Keep me with you” is my own only request.

I sit on him, one leg bent up and my foot planted on the bottom of the tub as I press my mouth to his temple.

He’s too warm. “I need to cool you down,” I tell him. Reaching over, I twist the faucet right, adding cold water. He jerks a little but doesn’t say anything.

I feel his jaw flex under my hand, and I don’t know how long we sit there, but long enough for doors to slam shut downstairs. The house empties as his brothers leave for work, and the kids go to the sitter and school, and then I hear engines fade down the street.

I add more cold water and then some more.

When he speaks again, his voice is soft and quiet.

“I just want to stop sometimes, Krisjen,” he tells me, still not meeting my eyes. “It wasn’t always this bad, but when it is, I can’t remember when it was good. I don’t like it here.”

I stroke his cheek with my thumb. Here as in Sanoa Bay? Or here as in life?

I don’t ask. I wouldn’t know what to say.

All I know is that I feel it, too, sometimes. People make life hard. Even the ones who love us bring pressure and obligation, and I’m no exception. We’re all culprits of making someone else’s life difficult.

But he’s felt it for too long. And he feels it more than other people. Some do.

A distant knock hits a door. “Krisjen?” I hear someone call in a muffled voice. “You home?”

Aracely. I think she’s knocking on Liv’s bedroom door.

Macon startles. “Don’t …” he says. “Don’t let her see me.”

“I locked it,” I assure him.

I raise my voice. “I’m here,” I tell Aracely. “I’ll be out in a bit.”

She’s quiet, and I don’t waste my time imagining what she’s thinking about why my voice is coming from Macon’s shower.

“No rush,” she finally says, closer. “I dropped off your paycheck.”

“Thanks.”

After a moment, I hear the door downstairs close, and I probably should’ve told her to tell Mariette I was going to be late.

“Can you make it colder, please?” he asks me.

I do. I feel him draw in a big breath as I close my eyes. It’s like a waterfall in my hair. “That feels better,” he says.

His shoulders relax. I climb off, sitting down next to him in the tub.

Finally, he opens his eyes again. “Don’t tell them.”

I want to promise him that I won’t, but I’m not sure what’s right. He’s falling fast. What if he ends it and I regret not trying everything?

“I don’t want you to leave,” I say.

It’s all I know for sure.

Licking the water off his lips, he looks like he’s about to talk, but it takes a few seconds to say the words. “I …” He takes a breath. “I don’t know why I feel like this. I never did.” His tone grows a little stronger. “And that’s what shakes you, because you don’t know how to fix it.”

I know there are no magic words.

“It’s just this black cloud that hangs over you and follows,” he tells me, and I see more tears pool in his eyes. “If you’re hungry, you eat. If you’re injured, you go to a doctor. If you’re running late, you drive faster. I have a house, a healthy family, a little money in the bank, my own business, a means of supporting myself and those around me, so why do I feel like this? How do I stop it?”

Tired of fighting. Tired of problems. Tired of nothing ever changing … Tired of money. People. Themselves. He was talking about himself that day.

“And in those moments,” he continues, “I know exactly why she couldn’t hold on until Monday when she could see another doctor. She couldn’t feel like that for one more second. She just wanted it to stop. She was done.

“I want a woman. I want kids,” he tells me. “I see her in my head, Krisjen. My baby inside of her that will look just like her, and I know it as I look down into her eyes in the shower. I want it. I want it all.”

He swallows, his head bobbing a little.

“But that’s why she did it,” he says. “I know now why my mother did it. She loved us too much to let us see her weak for one more minute. She stopped being there for us long before her body died, and she just couldn’t stand being aware of that anymore. My woman is out there somewhere, and I’m going to let her find another man, because it will kill me when I fail her. I don’t want her to see this. I don’t want any of them to see this.” Tears fall, and he squeezes his eyes shut, turning away. “Just go. Please just go.”


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