Irresistible

Chapter one

Patrick's POV

I walked through the grocery store aisle, in search of some sort of cookie. Four year old Bronx was with me, and he was rubbing his eyes. It was two o clock in the morning. And Tori was having a major craving.

Declan and Saint had somehow slept through her mood swings, but Bronx and I had been up all night. I couldn't blame the poor little guy, he was a light sleeper like his father.

"There they are." I said, finally finding the right box of cookies. I picked them up and went to buy them. I also bought Bronx a candy bar, since he was being so good.

The little guy was such a trooper. After Pete went missing five months ago, Bronx and Saint were forced to come stay with Tori and I. We had suddenly gone from one baby and one baby on the way to two babies, a toddler, and a baby on the way. But this kid had it worse. His father was gone, and no one could in touch with Ashlee. As for Saints mom, it was the same situation. We were starting to wonder if maybe they had both been taken as well. But what would Sally want with Ashlee and Megan?

We believed she had a reason for going after Pete. She had originally gone looking for Declan, because she was angry at his mother Elisa. Pete had been babysitting, and of course wouldn't let her get her filthy hands on him. So Sally had taken Pete instead.

What we didn't know was how Sally had managed to get a grown man twice the size of her out of his home, away from his children, and to wherever she had taken him without help. I seemed to think she had help. So did Tori. But where I thought it was Sally's son-Tori's half brother and former dance partner-Tori thought it was someone else.

She did have a point for defending her brother. Will had been the first one to tell us that Sally had gone psycho, and he'd brought Elisa to the hospital when Sally had beaten her up.

But Will was also the one who stood by while his stunt double took his place, worked first for Evan to spy on and abuse Tori, then for himself and kidnap Tori, torture her, rape her, and nearly kill her. He'd also sheltered Sally this whole time.

Yes, Sally was his mother.

But Tori was his sister.

Sally abandoned them both. They should've bonded over that. And maybe now they would.

But it was wrong. I didn't trust the guy. Not one bit.

I finally got home with the cookies, only to find my pregnant fiancée asleep on the couch, one hand limp on her swollen belly. I carried Bronx, who was also sleeping, to the bedroom and lay him down, then went to my bed and fell asleep the second my head hit the pillow.