78 Nikki

My hand reaches out and knocks gently on the door that is partially ajar. I hear movement on the other side of the door and brace myself when I hear his deep voice call out.

“Nikki, perhaps this isn’t the right time.” I shut my eyes, knowing he is right, but I also know I cannot hold in this secret anymore. I have ruined this man’s life and he doesn’t even know the true reason of my being here. I know Rand didn’t mean for me to come clean, but his words resonated with me. I did love Bronson, and that meant, I had to protect him, even if it is from myself.

Opening the door, I walk inside stopping when I spot Bronson on the bed of his bedroom. His shirt is off, and he is starring down at what looks like a small photo. I step closer and watch his body tense, his tone muscles grow stronger as I near him.

“Bronson, we need to talk. It’s important.”