19
Ricky
“You’re not good enough for her.” Butcher turned his focus on me as I stood, hands fisted at my sides, my insides jittery and flaming with f*****g need to bury myself inside of Casey and disappear for a few hours.
Fuck, how I wanted to lie. Make excuses and place blame on others to make my past look squeaky clean, but I wanted that fresh start. Wanted to keep the new man I’d found in Vegas. That meant being honest with Butcher—and myself.
“I know I’m not good enough,” I stated quietly, flicking my gaze at her stubborn face. “She deserves the world, and I can’t lay it at her feet.”
Her eyes softened, searing my chest with pain.
Without another word, I spun and walked away, the silence of the three I’d left behind worse than the shrieking demons at my heels, trying to once mor
