Loving Heart (The Broken Heart Series Book 3) (14 page)

I booked the next flight back to New York and was packing to leave. There was no way Nick was going to get in the middle of our relationship and ruin it. As I was packing, my phone vibrated in my pocket.

Today 8:30 AM

We need to talk. When are you coming back?

Nick

I responded as the blood in my veins was boiling over. Just seeing his name in the text message made me want to smash the phone into pieces.

How did you get my number? Why the fuck are you getting in contact with me?

Michael

I was this close to making love to Jenesis yesterday until she called you. She’s in love with me, Michael. You can’t do anything about that.

Nick

You son of a bitch. You stay away from my wife. I’ll be home tonight.

My heart was thrashing against my chest and I wanted to go through the phone and strangle him.

Her lips were sweet and tender on mine, and her tongue as smooth as silk. The best part was how moist and wet she was for me…for me Michael. I could’ve finger-fucked her but I wanted to be inside of her instead.

Nick

I promise you…stay away from her or you’ll pay the price.

Michael

Don’t threaten me asshole. I’m the captain of the detective unit. I’ll have your ass in a prison cell in no time. Then we’ll come to visit you, me, Jen and your son.

Nick

I’ll be home tonight. Meet me at the diner on the corner of 69th and Lexington.

Michael

I’ll be there…waiting…for you.

Nick

I got off the plane and collected my luggage. The ride was smooth back to New York. My eyes couldn’t shut even though I was so exhausted from just thinking about Nick and Jenesis. My thoughts were with Jenesis; how she kissed him; slid her tongue in his mouth; how she felt when he placed his fingers over her tender folds and why she was wet. I couldn’t believe she let him do that to her. I was contemplating on whether or not to actually talk to Nick or break every bone in his fucking body. I knew he had a different way of thinking and he was a manipulator, so I had to be able to play his game the way he wanted to.
What could he tell me? This was a fight to the end?
There was no way he was getting Jenesis, no way. She was mine and if he wanted her he would have to kill me first.

I walked out of the airport ready to hail a cab when I saw Nick standing, leaning against a yellow cab.

“Hello my friend, need a ride?” he said smugly.

“What are doing here?” I said disgusted.

“I think we need to speak now…not later.” he smirked.

“Fine.”

He tapped the trunk of the cab and the cab driver popped it open. I placed my luggage in the back and got in the cab and sat next to Nick. My body was trembling. I wanted to rip him to shreds but, I knew If I did, I would be arrested. I had to be calm…but it was so hard. Knowing who I was deep down inside, knowing that my DNA had me contemplating murder once or twice with him already, made it very hard for me to control my emotions.

“So, how was your flight?” he said smiling.

“Don’t be a smug little asshole, Nick. We’ll talk when we get to the diner,” I whispered through gritted teeth.

“Calm down Michael, we’re both fighting for the same thing…I mean woman. The last thing on Earth I want to do, is hurt her.”

“You are hurting her and you know it. You don’t love her. You want her to think that so she can leave me.”

“I
do
love her. I’ve
always
loved her.” he stressed as my hands clenched together in a fist.

“No…
you
don’t.” I looked at him square in the eyes.

“Whatever…” he glanced away.

The traffic from JFK to the city was ridiculous. I couldn’t spend another minute in the same cab with him. My phone vibrated in my pocket. It was Jenesis.

Michael, I’m at Dr. Logan’s I just wanted you to know where I was at in case you decided to call me. I feel much better. Thank you for calling me.

Jenesis

I glanced over at Nick who had his eyes glued to the traffic jam in front of us.  I wanted to punch him in the face so hard and put his head through the window. I kept my composure and smiled to myself. He was never getting Jenesis and he would never touch her again.

The cab finally arrived at the diner. Nick and I got out and I paid the driver. We sat at a booth near the back, our eyes locking as soon as we sat. His evil glare tried to penetrate mine but he knew better. He could never get the best of me.

“Let’s get this over with.” I said sternly. I sat up straight pushing my shoulders back to let him know I was ready to attack.

“Fine. Here it is. I love Jenesis and I need you to back off.” his eyes stood on mine.

“She’s my wife you idiot. You can’t have her. What makes you think I’ll do that?” I said wanting to grab him by his throat and throw him across the room.

“Because I’ll tell the world you were Dave’s son and all of the connections you have to all of the murders he committed, from Margaret, to Eddie, to Carl and especially…Vivian.  I’m going to start a case against you.” His lips pursed up to the side, his eyes gleaming with victory.

“Really? Okay, what else do you have?” I said confidently. He was definitely blowing smoke out of his ass.

“What do you mean?”

“It won’t stick. Come up with something else.”

“The hell it won’t.”

“Nick, stop trying. Jenesis will never be yours.”

“She will after I tell her about Tilly.”

“What about Tilly?”

“You know. You and Tilly had an affair behind Eddie’s back when they first started going out.” My face flushed. My heart pounded. My hands were sweating and I glanced away from him. “Did you forget her tight pussy and her fat ass while you were banging your best friend’s girlfriend in his bathroom? At his birthday, no less?”

“You can’t prove that.”

“I don’t have to; she’ll believe me without a problem.” he shrugged his shoulders arrogantly.

“You still can’t have her!” I shouted.

“I’m going to make sure she leaves you and then I’m going to fuck her senseless and so hard she won’t even remember who you are!” he grabbed me by my shirt over the table and whispered “I’m going to make her scream out
my name
while I’m fucking the shit out of her, do you understand me? She’s mine. You took her from me once, you’ll never do it again!”

“Let go of me!” I grabbed his hands and pushed him. The manager of the diner came over.

“Listen, you guys need to leave if you can’t control yourself.” We both looked at him and he threw his hands up in the air and walked away.

“Take this as a warning…stay away from Jenesis…or I’ll kill you; plain and simple. Do you understand me?” The look of fear in Nick’s eyes said it all and I knew, he knew, I wasn’t playing. I would kill him and not think twice. Jenesis is the only person in my life that matters and no one was going to take her from me.

“I’ll let you go Michael, but remember, you won’t have a choice. She’s going to leave you. She will be with me.” He smiled as if he had ordered and eaten the best steak in his life.

I shook my head.

“You’re such a loser.” I got up and walked out of the diner, leaving the words in his mouth and not giving him the opportunity to respond. I hailed a cab and went straight to Jenesis’ apartment and I waited for her to come home.

                          Chapter 13      Jenesis

I spent the day with Dr. Logan, Annmarie. We actually went to 34th street and window shopped even though I knew that she could walk into any store and buy anything she wanted at the drop of a dime.

“This is beautiful.” I said as I admired a navy blue pencil skirt in the window.

“It is.” she said sliding her fingers down the glass.

“Dr. Logan, I love Michael, but I think that with everything we’ve been through, we should take some time apart and he agreed.” I stood in front of the store window pouring my heart out to her.

“I remember when he walked out on you the day you were at my office.” she said calmly.

“Yes.” The stab in my heart intensified.

“What’s the difference now?”

“I think I’m in love with someone else.”

“What? Who? You’ve never loved anyone else except Michael. I don’t believe you.” She shook her head and smiled.

“It’s Nick. We worked together at the precinct. He took me home every night.”

“How did he get in the picture again?” She glanced my way after admiring a dress in the window.

“I forgot to mention this but, I was almost killed on the way to bus terminal.”

“What?” She stopped to turn around and look at me.

“Anyway, I ran out of the cab and into his arms and that’s when we met again.”

“Wait…how were you almost killed?

“Someone shot the cab driver in the head, that person was following us…it’s complicated. I’ll explain it some other time.” I rambled.

“Jenesis, you can’t skip events like
this
in your life and just pretend they didn’t happen.” She barked.

“I’m not.” I started to walk leaving her behind.

“Jenesis, you might
think
you’re in love with Nick but, you’re probably not. Why do you think you’re in love?

“I love the way he looks at me; the way he touches me. I feel safe in his arms. And he told me he’s always loved me.”

“I hate to say this, but sometimes, you really
do
act like a child. This is your friend talking, not your therapist.” My heart stopped. She never said anything to hurt me and she just broke my heart.

“Maybe you forgot no one has ever loved
me.
”

“Except for Michael. I know that even though his father did what he did to you, Michael protected you.”

“Before or after he tried to have me killed? You even gave me a card for a private investigator to check him out. What are you talking about?” My eyebrows furrowed. She was pissing me off.

“I know I did. I’m trying to make sure he doesn’t hurt you in any way again. He wasn’t trying to kill you. Dave was, and he almost did, if it Michael hadn’t stopped him.”

“How do you know? Are you an expert in serial killers now?”

“Do you really believe that? Do you really believe Michael would defy his sick, serial killer father just to try to kill you? He put his own life in danger. Did you ever think of that!” she shrieked.

“I don’t know what to believe! Why do I have to be a child to love the attention both of them are giving me!”

“Don’t get angry, Jenesis.”

“I am angry! Both you and Michael said the same thing to me. I don’t need a tag team. Leave me alone!” I walked away from her.

“Jenesis! Wait! I’m sorry.” I heard her shouting but I kept on walking. I hailed a cab and jumped in quickly leaving her in the middle of the sidewalk with her thoughts and her beliefs.

I headed home and entered the apartment and to my surprise Michael was sitting in the living room.

“What are you doing here?” I asked coldly.

“We need to talk.”

“I don’t want to talk right now.” I kicked off my shoes and headed for the bedroom.

“Jenesis, I need to speak to you.”

“No, leave me alone.”

“Stop it! Stop acting like a fucking spoiled brat!” he shouted.

“Go to hell Michael! Don’t you get it! My life is ruined because of you! You did this to me! You! Not Dave, you! You let him hurt me! You knew what he was planning to do from the very beginning and you didn’t stop him! I can’t forgive you! I can’t do this anymore!” Michael took a step back, knocked over by the harsh words I spewed at him. He stood motionless, all of the blood drained from his face as the tears brimmed at the corner of his eyes. I struck a chord and I hurt him.
I really hurt him
.

“You’re right. I did. I’m sorry. I never meant to hurt you. Never. But I did and so did Dave. I told you I don’t deserve you. Just tell me you don’t want to be with me and I’ll let you go.” He grabbed me by the waist holding me tightly.

“I don’t want to be with you. I have to let you go.” I almost died saying those words to him but I had to. The nightmare just kept playing over and over in my mind and I felt like I was drowning. I didn’t know what else to do or say. The confusion was blinding me and the indecisiveness was overshadowing me.

Michael let me go. He stared into my eyes, begging me to change my mind. Then, he turned around and walked out of the bedroom. I followed behind him and he turned to face me.