The Salvation Knights MC Jinx's Mistake (by KJ) novel Chapter 61

Chapter 61: Intruder

Deidra’s P.O.V.

I can’t believe Brixton talked to me like that. I don’t even think he heard himself at all. I could tell that he was worried about me all day. I knew he saw the messages Sophie sent me, because they were conveniently gone from my phone. I might not have read them all, but I saw enough to see that she was still acting crazy.

However, Brixton’s attitude all day made me wonder if there was more I didn’t see. Or maybe he was lying to me about Garden Sip. Maybe the damage was worse than Deb said. Or maybe they actually found out who did it, and he doesn’t want to tell me.

Whatever the case may be, I needed to get out of there. I love Brixton’s family, and it wasn’t like l was having a bad time. But I’m not used to being surrounded by people all day long. I was living alone and even before that, it was just me and Deb. And with the way that Brixton wouldn’t take his eyes off me… The man was waiting outside the bathroom door nearly every time I was in there.

It was suffocating. And not even in a bad way. All I really wanted to do was ask Brixton what the hell was going on in his head. And I also wanted to just… bury myself in him. I wanted to snuggle into his chest and have him tell me that everything was alright. I was worried about Deb, and I felt incredibly guilty about leaving her to handle this mess. I wanted reassurance, but I wanted it over and over again.

That’s not like me. I’m not clingy. I don’t whine and dry and complain. I don’t need someone to

reassure me. Especially not a man!

Besides all of that, we were moving way too fast. I just said I wanted to take things slowly. I know we’ve slept together now, but… Isn’t this still too fast?

I kept trying to tell myself that it was just a vacation. It’s not like we were living together. Maybe a

night back in my own cabin would do me some good.

Honestly, I think I’m just a little afraid that Brixton might get sick of me. If I stayed another night in

his arms, I’d let him see all the weight I had been carrying all day. I’d end up burrowing into him and

getting that reassurance that I so badly wanted. Brixton would probably give it to me, but… The

man has never had a relationship in his life. I’ve only had one. Neither of us knows what we’re doing.

What if I showed how vulnerable all of this was making me feel, and it gave him the ick? What if we spend every second together for the rest of this vagation, and he gets sick of me by the time we

get home? And what if he ended up telling me that something worse was going on back home?

I wasn’t sure I could take it. I was too afraid to ask what was going on. Too afraid to tell him what I wanted. Too afraid to stay.

I thought Brix would understand, but I guess not. I wasn’t sure what that call was about or who it was, but it gave me enough time to get my a.ss out of there. I knew I’d see Brix in the morning. It would be fine. One night apart would be fine.

I felt a little bit bad for dipping out on him like that, but he wasn’t listening to me. Besides, I figured that he’d come running after me anyway. Maybe I’ll have an easier time convincing him to just let me be for the night if I was already in my own cabin

At least, that’s what I thought would happen. But I’ve been in my cabin for over an hour now and no one has come. Brixton didn’t even send me a text.

Is he angry with me that I left? Is he still on the phone? Is he really not going to run after me?

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