Perfect Together by Kristen Ashley

He did neither.

He asked, “What did she say that made you think she’s stalking me?”

“She knew Mom had been to your house,” Sabre told him.

Remy breathed carefully and deeply.

“Can I call Theo to see if…you know, he’s noticed anything?” Yves inquired carefully.

“Yes, you can. Then you tell him to stop doing whatever it is you talked him into doing,” Remy replied.

“He volunteered, Dad,” Yves shared, and this was proudly.

Theo was a good guy.

He was still a young guy, and it was clear Remy had underestimated just how fucked up Myrna was.

That knowledge settled hard and hot in his gut in a way it was going to linger and fester as anger turned to worry.

Because now, she might be breaking into and thus invading Wyn’s space.

“Call Theo,” Remy ordered. “But again, tell him to stand down. I’m phoning Bill.”

Yves nodded and stepped to the window.

Remy took in Sabre’s expression, which told him that Sah was feeling that hot, hard feeling too, before he pulled up Bill’s contact.

But then something occurred to him, and he asked Sah, “How did she know where to find you on campus?”

Sabre shrugged. “I didn’t ask. She started piling on you and it was total bullshit, so I ended it quick and got away from her.”

“What did she pile on me?”

Sabre’s head moved like he had a crick in his neck.

Shit.

“What’d she say, Sah?” Remy asked quietly.

Sah took a second, then he shared, “She said you got her pregnant, told her to abort the baby, got ticked when she wouldn’t and threw her out. Including dumping all her stuff in the pool.”

And again, Remy was rendered motionless.

“I didn’t believe her from the beginning, Dad,” Sabre assured swiftly. “I knew she was totally lying even before she kept talking, and it was obvious she was totally lying.”

Goddamn shit.

They were here and he had no choice but to take this forward.

To get it behind them, Remy didn’t delay.

“She tried to trap me by attempting to get pregnant,” Remy disclosed.

“You are fuckin’ shitting me,” Sabre whispered, angry color coming to his cheeks.

Remy shook his head. “That’s why we ended. Though, I would eventually have come to the understanding I’d made a mistake with your mom and moved us all where we needed to be. But Myrna precipitated that by playing a very nasty game.”

“That fucking bitch,” Sabre hissed.

“You need to stay calm, Sah,” Remy warned. “And I need to call Bill. He and I have already had a conversation about this, but it seems it’s escalating.”

Remy paused when Yves rejoined them and gave his dad a nod that he’d taken care of things with Theo. Remy went on, encompassing them both with what he said next.

“I understand why you did what you did. Saying that, you shouldn’t have done it. I needed to know this happened.” He focused on Sabre. “I love you. To my soul, I love you, Sabre. And again, I understand why you kept this from me. But not only was it important for you to share it so I’d know the fullness of what’s happening with Myrna, and this was crucial to understanding she was not going to go away gracefully, I’m your father. When anyone puts you in a position like that, I have to have that information so I can protect you, my son, my boy, my blood, as well as my family. Do you understand what I’m saying to you?”

Sabre nodded. “Yeah, Dad. I’m sorry.”

“I want to be clear. You don’t need to apologize. You did what you felt was right. You were trying to protect your family too. It’s simply that, in this instance, you made a wrong move for the right reasons. Do you get that too?”

Sabre nodded again.

“Are you going to tell Mom?” Yves asked.

He didn’t want to.

But he was going to.

Therefore, he nodded.

But he said, “We don’t know if this break-in is Myrna. We don’t even know if this is a break-in. But even if it doesn’t have anything to do with Myrna, what you’ve told me she’s already done, both your mother and Manon need to understand that Myrna is behaving erratically.”

When both his sons gave indication they’d heard him, Remy made his first of two calls.

He was brief in explaining to Bill what had happened, mostly because Bill got the gist of it fast and wanted to get into his car and head over to the house.

After that, he asked his boys, “Can you both go to the family room, ask your mom to come back and stay in there with your sister and grandfather?”

He got more nods, his boys took off, and once they were well down the hall, Remy made his next call.

He was not surprised to get Myrna’s voicemail.

“Sabre has shared that not only did you approach him after class, you gave indication to him that you’re watching my house. This will be my last communication with you, Myrna. I’m reporting your behavior to the police. If anything else happens, I’ll be petitioning for a restraining order. Now, I’ll remind you this is done, we are done, and I’ll encourage you to let it go. Please, move on with your life and let me move on with mine.”

He was watching Wyn approach the room by the time he finished leaving the voicemail, and he hung up.