Lockwood Creek Book Two - This can be read as a stand-a-lone.
A Why Choose Story.
Maddy Lockwood was the Perfect Daughter and to save the Lockwood family she agreed to a marriage she did not want, but now she will learn the hard way that no matter...
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~ ~ Logan ~ ~
Finishing up breakfast the three of us sat there. It felt right. Watching Maddy, I side glanced my brother, he was watching her too and it's the first time he seemed relaxed, happy, since he came home.
Back to her. She looked beautiful. Hair tied back with a few escaped blonde strands. Her makeup was barely there and her blue eyes bright and sparkling with unchecked emotion. She's perfect.
"I think someone might have to roll me outta here." Maddy grinned, leaning back in her chair, rubbing her belly. "I'll be as fat a pot-bellied pig if you both keep feedin' me this good."
Watching her eat had eased some of the tension right out of me. It was crystal clear she'd lost weight since I last saw her, and when I hugged her yesterday, fragile was my first thought.
"Are you sure you don't want me to clean all this away?" She asked, her eyes batting between me and Jackson. "Its only fair seeing as you went to all this trouble cooking everything." She looked over the table at the empty breakfast plates.
"Nah, Princess. You go make that phone call," said Jackson, beating me to it.
She sat for a moment chewing on her bottom lip before nodding. "Okay, if you're sure."
"I'm sure, Princess," Jackson reiterated.
"Well, thank you. I thought no one could cook as well as Stella but you proved me wrong." Offering the sweetest smile that made my chest tighten and my balls ache she pushed out her chair and left the table. And with my coffee mug in one hand, the other adjusted my jeans watching Maddy's ponytail swish from side to side and it wasn't long before my gaze slipped down to her cute ass and fine long shapely legs in those shorts.
"Damn," muttered Jackson when Maddy was out of earshot. I turned my attention to him. He adjusted his jeans too, obviously dealing with the same problem I had.
"Good call offering her a job and staying here, with us." He clicked his tongue, winking and lifting his mug to empty the last of his coffee. "You want another?"
I shook my head. "You couldn't help yourself, could you?"
"What?" He looked baffled. "What are you talking about?"
Lowering my voice. "Sharing?" If he thought his hints were subtle, then he was wrong.
He made a puffing sound, rolling his eyes. "You move at a snail's pace."
"We both agreed to take this slow." We'd talked some last night and then this morning whilst Maddy was upstairs getting ready. Sharing hadn't been my first choice. I was selfish where Maddy Lockwood was concerned. But it was clear she wasn't gonna choose between us. "Rushing will do nothing but send her packing, Jackson."
"I don't think you're giving her enough credit." He shrugged. "She likes us both. She's just fighting with all that right from wrong bullshit she's been fed by the devil herself."
