Sea Breeze 02 - Because of Low

down on the couch and smirked at me. What was so damn funny?
    “Low’s in my bed.”
    What? Why? She wouldn’t do that? She knows I don’t want her in there. Pushing off from the door I started for Cage’s bedroom.
    “Leave her alone. She needs sleep. Last night wasn’t exactly easy on her.”
    I stopped and turned to look back at him.
    “What happened?”
    Cage raised his eyebrows at me and the smirk on his face had vanished and he looked pissed.
    “You want a complete recap? Okay,” Cage leaned forward resting his elbows on his knees and he glared at me.
    “Low came to get your drunk ass from the bar last night. When she got there you were all but screwing Jess on the dance floor. Hands all over her. Low went and snatched Jess off you and then when Jess proceeded to threaten her Low basically called her bullshit and sent her packing. From what I hear it was damn hot. Anyway, she then hauled your drunk ass home. You passed out in your truck. She had to get me to help her get you up the stairs and into bed. Then she proceeded to break down on me and cry. I cuddled her up in my arms like I always do when she’s hurting and carried her to my bed where she told me all of this and then promptly fell asleep. Preston called and gave me the whole story as well.”
    I was going to be sick. What had I done? My chest ached, my stomach rolled and my head pounded. I’d sent her running into Cage’s arms for comfort, again. I’d been the reason Jess threatened her. I’d put her in danger and she’d taken care of me.
    DAMMIT
    Dropping into the chair nearest to me I cradled my spinning head in my hands and fought the urge to cry like a damn baby.
    “I thought I’d kill you when you hurt her, you know. But damned if I’m not just relieved that it’s over. I don’t even want to hurt you. I’m just so happy to have her back.”
    That was all it took. I ran for the toilet and lost everything in my stomach. Several times. Then I slid down the wall and cried silently. It all came back to my father. He was the reason I got drunk. If I lost Willow over this I’d kill him. I couldn’t lose her. The idea hurt so bad it made breathing impossible.
    The bathroom door opened slowly and I turned to look up at a very solemn Willow. I soaked in the sight of her as she stepped inside and closed the door behind her. She handed me a cold wash cloth. “Here.”
    I took it unable to take my eyes off her as I washed the cold sweat from my face. Then she handed me the glass in her hands.
    “Drink this. It’ll help.”
    Taking it I took several small sips and watched her afraid she’d turn and leave. But she didn’t. Instead she slid down the wall and sat down beside me.
    “I’m sorry. I’m so so damn sorry, ” I choked out.
    She didn’t respond. Instead she sat there staring down at her hands clasp tightly in her lap. I wanted to pull her in my arms and hold her. Keep her from leaving me. But I could smell the whiskey and smoke on my clothes. I stunk.
    “You hurt me,” she finally replied in a small voice. What little part of my heart was still in one piece shattered at her words. The lump in my throat constricted my airways.
    “God, Low I’m so sorry.” I wanted to profess my love but right now that sounded unbelievable. I didn’t want those words to be tainted by this.
    “I understand that you had a fight with your father. Preston explained that. But Marcus, what I don’t understand is why you’d go drink so much that you were dancing and touching another woman. My sister and I fight all the time. I don’t have a mom and sister like you do that love me. I have no family. The only family I have hates me. Larissa doesn’t count because she’s a baby. I know family problems suck Marcus. I have major problems. Things you don’t know about. Issues that are eating me up inside. But none of that is an excuse for me to run off and get trashed and rub all over another guy.”
    I was a selfish, spoiled brat. She was right. If the roles had been reversed I’d have been a madman. I wouldn’t be sitting beside her talking calmly the next morning. She was too good for me. I’d already figured this out, but now I knew how undeserving I was.
    “You’re right. I don’t deserve you.”
    Willow’s hand reached out and covered mine and my body trembled from her touch. Shit I was going to cry right in front of her. Fighting the burn of tears in my eyes I couldn’t look at her. Slowly I moved my thumb and hooked it