UNDYING: A Bad Boy MMA Romance (Midwest Alphas) (Book 3) (28 page)

I grab the silver pendant on my chest and feel the raised printed words with my thumb.

Live to Dream.

“I’m coming back for it,” she says. “Keep it safe.”

I nod. “I will.”

She squeezes my shoulders one last time.

“I’m coming back for you, too.”

Chapter 6

Kai

“I haven’t felt this awful in weeks.”

Shawn’s voice fills my ears as I step into my room. My fingers grip the towel around my naked waist for extra security as I walk across the floor with wet toes. “Shawn…” I begin, “what have I told you about laying on my bed?”

He looks up at me from my pillow. “Oh, yeah…” He kicks his shoes off and they topple to the floor.
“No shoes.”

“Thank you.” I pull the top drawer of my dresser open in search of new underwear. “Why do you feel awful?” I ask.

“Mandy.”

I flinch. “Oh?” I ask, keeping my eyes fixed on my sock drawer. “What about her?”

He sighs and sits up onto his elbows. “I texted her a bunch last night, but she never replied.”

“So?”

“So…”
Shawn repeats. “Mandy
always
replies. Even when we used to fight, she never let a text go unanswered.”

I nod, thinking it over. “Oh, wow…” I turn around to look at him. “You’re right. I never realized that before.”

“See?” He stares at the phone in his hands. “She must have been with some other guy last night.”

Fuck.

“You don’t know that…” I mutter as Mandy’s moans of pleasure echo softly in my head. I perk my ears and listen very carefully to the tone of his reply, praying that I don’t hear some hidden meaning inside of it.

“Yes, I do.” He grabs a pillow and hugs it against his chest. “She’s moved on, man…”

Relief and guilt butt heads inside of me. Thankfully, I hear nothing in his voice that indicates he knows where she was or who she was with. “Well…” I grab a pair of shorts off the dresser and pull them on before letting the towel drop. “It’s been almost two months since you broke up. Maybe you should think of moving on, too.”

“You think I haven’t tried?”

“I think you think you’ve tried.”

“Easy for you to say,” he mutters. “You’re Kai
fucking
Casablancas. You could have any girl you wanted, whenever you wanted her. It doesn’t come that easy to scrubs like me.”

“You’re not a scrub, Shawn,” I chuckle.

“Would
you
fuck me?”

I sigh, ignoring the ridiculous question. “You’re going to be fine. With or without Mandy.” I scoop the wet towel off the floor and toss it into the hamper in the corner. “And think about it, do you really want to be in a relationship without someone that doesn’t want to be in one with you?”

He sits up. “Have you talked to her about this?” he asks.

“No,” I answer quickly, “but it’s pretty clear in her actions. She’s broken up with you a dozen times in the last few years.”

“But that was just…
our thing
, you know?” His hands ball into fists. “I thought we’d get to that place together where no matter how much we fought, we’d always love each other —” he points at me, “— just like you and Piper.”

I shake my head. “That’s nothing like me and Piper.”

“That’s
exactly
like you and Piper,” he argues. “You two fight and bicker constantly, but you always end the night in each other’s beds. It’s a given, like you don’t even question it.”

“Well…” I take a breath. “Not lately.”

“Yeah,” he scoffs, “because couples on the fritz
always
go on romantic vacations together.” He kicks his foot and taps it against the open suitcase lying at the end of my bed.

I turn away and pull out a few clean shirts from the next drawer down. “They do sometimes,” I mutter.

“Uh-oh…”

I glance back at him as he leans forward with expectant eyes. “I don’t want to get into it right now,” I say.

“Don’t you dare break up with her, man—”

“I’m not breaking up with—”

“You and Piper are my goal. If you two can’t make it, then I’m fucked—”

“You’re not fucked—”

He throws himself back to lie against the pillow with his hands over his eyes. “This is the worst news ever…”

“Shawn, chill out,” I say. “Like I said, I’m not breaking up with Piper. Why would I plan out this trip just to ditch her at the end of it?”

He stares up at the white ceiling. “Isn’t that what she did to you?”

I cringe. “Not
exactly
.” I push the memories aside. “I planned this trip to give us a break. We’ve been so busy lately with school and other things that we haven’t had time to just
be
, you know what I mean?”

“Nope.”

I sigh. “Spending time together has felt like work instead of play. It doesn’t feel natural anymore. We need a reset and what better way to get one than to go back to where it all began?”

He props himself up. “And you’re not scared of it reminding her why she ran off in the first place and her abandoning you again?” he asks.

I turn around, my thoughts on fire. “Well, I am
now.
”

Shawn pulls himself off the bed. “If anyone is in need of a vacation, it’s
me
.”

I grab the stack of shirts and carry them over to the suitcase. The sadness in his voice burns at me, even more than it usually does. I’ve never felt like such an asshole before in my life. Last night will surely haunt me for the rest of my days. “You’re going to be fine, Shawn. Just relax.” I turn back to the dresser to find him blocking my path.

“Take me with you,” he says.

“What?”

“I won’t bother you guys, I swear,” he begs. “I just need to get out of here for a little while.”

“Then go to Vegas for the weekend or something.”

“It’s not far away enough. I’ll still be able to sense her.”

I step back.
“Sense
her?”

He nods. “Mandy fogs everything up, man. I can even detect her scent in the air
right now
.”

I clear my throat and move around him, wondering if I should take a second shower. “Well, that’s not creepy or anything,” I joke.

“
Please
, Kai. I need this.”

“No, Shawn.”

He sighs and I feel even worse than before. “Fine,” he says. “I’ll just mope around here until you two get back all happy and shit.” He steps away, his feet dragging across the carpet.

Dammit…

“Wait,” I say. He turns around slowly. “You can come.”

His smile stretches wide across his lips. “Really?”

“Yes—” I hold up a hand. “But you can’t tag along everywhere. I have plans with Piper, plans that you can’t be around for.”

“Understood,” he says. “I’ll make myself busy and scarce. You’ll barely ever see me. And Piper won’t mind, she loves me.”

“Well…” I pause, quickly deciding against telling the truth about that. “Yeah, okay.”

Shawn does a little dance. “Fucking sweet — I’ve always wanted to go to Europe again!”

I look at his happy face and a little bit of my guilt melts away. “Get packed fast,” I tell him. “I’m meeting Piper at the airport in an hour.”

“Roger that.” He bolts and rushes across the hall to his room.

Piper’s gonna kill me…

***

Running a little late. Just made it through security!

I read the text message to myself and take a long breath. By my estimation, it should take her about five minutes to get through the airport. At least I have another few quiet moments to live on this planet before she finds out I invited Shawn to come with us on our romantic getaway. It’s not that Piper straight up hates Shawn, she just strongly dislikes him and I don’t blame her. Shawn can be very overwhelming if you’re not used to him, especially in enclosed spaces.

“Europe party town, episode two!” he shouts from his seat, drawing the annoyed eyes from those sitting around us near the gate.

I give them a few apologetic smiles. “You seem to be in a better mood already,” I say to him.

He nods. “I am seconds away from breaking into song right now.”

“Please don’t.”

He bounces his knees up and down as his feet pop with excitement. “Maybe I can score with some hot European girls this time,” he says. “They like American guys, right? Something about the accent?”

“No idea.” I stare straight ahead, rehearsing what to tell Piper over and over again.

I’m sorry, Pipes. He’s having a hard time right now.

You’ll never see him, I promise.

Piper… put the gun down.

Shawn slaps his hand on my shoulder. “So, where are we going on this trip?” he asks. “We land in London, then where to?”

“Umm…” I happily shift my thoughts to the itinerary. “After London is—”

“Kai?”

I twitch in my seat and turn in the direction of her voice. She stares down at me, her blue-eyed expression locked somewhere between confusion and surprise. “Piper—” I stand up, force a big fucking smile, and step over to her. “You made it—”

Oh, shit.

I look over her shoulder to find Mandy standing behind her.

“Kai, what is Shawn doing here?” Piper asks.

“Piper, what is Mandy doing here?” I turn back to look at Shawn and find him staring at Mandy with painful eyes. Mandy herself looks the same, only a bit more angry.

Piper reaches out and grips my elbow. “A word, please?” she mutters as she pulls me away, clearly giving me no option to refuse. “I thought this was supposed to be a romantic getaway, Kai. What is he doing here?” she repeats.

I try to remember the response I rehearsed, but of course, it’s gone. “It is. What is
she
doing here?”

“I asked you first.”

I sigh. “He’s… not handling their break-up well. He asked to come along—”

“And you said
yes
?” Her eyes get narrower the more I explain.

“Yes, I did,” I say. “He wanted to get away for a while and he promised to entertain himself. I didn’t see any issue with it.”

“And you didn’t think to run that by
me
first?” she seethes.

“Pipes…” I lean in closer. “I fucked his ex-girlfriend last night and I feel like an asshole.”

Her little blue eyes turn soft on me. “Kai…” she whispers. “You don’t have to feel—”

“Well, I do. I did it knowing full well that he’s still in love with her, so…” I look over her shoulder at him. “Yeah, I kind of feel like I need to make it up to him.”

She places a comforting hand on mine. “What about Mandy?” she asks.

“Why is she here?” I ask again.

A chuckle escapes her lips. “Ironically, to get away from Shawn for a while.”

“Fuck.”

“Yeah…” she nods. “Fuck.”

“What do we do?” I ask.

“Flight 355 to London is now boarding.”

Piper bites her lip as the announcement blares over our heads. We turn back to Shawn and Mandy and she takes a quick step forward. “So…” she addresses them.

“My ticket is nonrefundable,” Mandy blurts out, staring daggers at Shawn.

“So is mine,” he replies.

“Well, I’m not going home.”

“Neither am I.”

“Fine.”

“Cool.”

I glance at Piper and she stares back at me with concern. “I guess we’re all going to Europe then,” I say to the group.

“Yep,” Mandy confirms, her eyes still locked on Shawn.

“It’ll be just like old times,” Shawn mutters.

“Even better, actually.”

“No doubt.”

“We should board—” I spit out.

“Oh, yeah—” Piper says, gripping her suitcase.

Shawn stands up and grabs his duffel bag before charging towards the gate. Mandy lingers behind him and takes a moment to shoot me a death stare before following him to the line.

“Well, this should be
fun
,” Piper says, her voice dripping with sarcastic bite.