Victoria The Billionaires Maid

Ally’s [POV]

I slid my hand over my belly self-consciously and sat forward, hunching my shoulders. I was already going into a protective mode for a child that may or may not even exist. “Is Seth with you?”Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“No.”

I breathed out a sigh of relief. “Good.”

“Is there a reason you wouldn’t want to see my brother?”

“No.” I shoved my keys and pepper spray back into my bag. “Yes.” I stood and crossed to the windows of the screened-in porch, hoping for a breeze off the water. It had helped earlier, but my mom wasn’t talking now.

The vast, mirror-like lake shone in the distance. Now I could see the white string lights around the gazebo. The night was creeping over the town and the sun was sinking behind the trees with fantastic red and pink slashes across the sky. Music and laughter traveled with the occasional snatches of breeze on a heavy night. The pier and park were all tricked out all ready for the reunion. It was time to celebrate the ten years of our lives we’d put behind us.

Ten years I’d spent not moving forward.

I swallowed hard. “I don’t know. That would be why I’m here. I don’t know anything.”

“Not surprising since my brother is the king of cowards.”

“What?” I turned back to Oliver. “No, he’s not. He-”

“No, that’s exactly what he is. Both of you are. There’s a reason no one ever fit either of you over the years. I may not want to tie myself to one woman, but Seth has been a family man since the moment that little girl was put into his arms. I just put the wrong woman in his path.”

I flinched. “What does that mean?”

Oliver tugged at his tie again until it snapped out of his collar. He jammed it into his pocket before shrugging out of his suit coat. “It’s too blasted hot.”

I lifted a brow. “I thought you were impervious.”

“Yeah, well, don’t look at the line of sweat down the middle of my back. I’m not a fucking machine, no matter what you people think.”

“I…” I didn’t even know what to say to that. Oliver had always been cool and aloof around me. Had I started it? Or had he?

He blew out a breath. “This wasn’t where I wanted to go with this. I’m here to save my meathead brother from making a mistake.”

“Meathead?” I blinked. First, he was de-suiting and now he was plain-speaking.

I squinted at him to make sure he wasn’t Seth playing a joke on me, but the edges of his tattoo told me better than anything else. They were both covered in ink, which was interesting considering Oliver’s penchant for suits. But their ink was as opposite as their personalities. Seth’s was dark and heavy, while Oliver’s contained more streaks of color.

Not that I would ever mistake the twin brothers for each other. The differences were staggering to me if no one else. But there was a new glint in Oliver’s eyes. Frustration and an openness I’d never seen before.

“Look, Ally.” He swiped his hand over the back of his neck and my heart melted. Such a Seth gesture. For the first time, he looked and acted like his brother. They always seemed like the opposite sides of a coin. “I may have had an idiotic moment when I pushed Marj into Seth’s life. Intentionally.”

I wrapped my arm around my middle, the quick flash of pain hitting me harder than I thought it would. I knew it. At least a part of me always knew Oliver didn’t want him with me. And it wasn’t like the revelation was a total surprise. Oliver had mentioned introducing Seth to Marj at the diner. But a casual intro wasn’t the same as an intentional one. I could tell from Oliver’s expression he’d had a method to his madness far beyond Seth just meeting his friend.

“Why?”

“Because he didn’t need me anymore, dammit.”

My eyes burned and I blinked away the quick rush of tears. “What? Of course, he did. Of course, he does. You’re his brother.”

“The minute you came into his life, there was nothing else. We even went to different schools, for fuck’s sake. He was supposed to try out public school for a year and then come back to prep school junior year if he didn’t like it, but he met you. He didn’t want to leave here after that, no matter what he thought of the school. He didn’t say that, but that’s the truth of it.”

I frowned. “You think he chose me over you?”

“I know he did.” Oliver’s dark eyes were fierce. “And I hated you for it. Stupid, petty, and small, I know, but I did.”

“We’re just friends.”

“You were never just friends. You both may have hidden in that role for the majority of your relationship, but deep down, you both knew it wasn’t just platonic.”

“I…” I had to swallow hard. I’d always loved him. Even when my mother’s caregiving took over my life, I’d always put him in the back of my mind as the end goal. The unattainable goal.

Maybe that was why I couldn’t ever choose a college away from Crescent Cove. The only thing I’d ever really wanted was here-Seth, and the family we could make. Simple maybe, but honestly, it was the only thing I’d ever really wanted.

“I love him so much,” I whispered.

Just saying it was like dropping a burden. I’d held those words back for so long.

“I know you do.” Oliver sighed. “And he loves you too.”

“How can you-”

“Look, if you want to question it after all this? After he found every reason in the known universe to get you to stay in his life, then I don’t know what to tell you. But I had to at least try to help out for once. Because that man is drowning. You’re everything he ever wanted, he’s just too stubborn to put the label on it because he’s afraid you’ll run.” Oliver shook his head. “You’re both so fucking afraid.”

“Well, look at where we come from.”

“Guess what, sweetheart? We aren’t what we come from. We’re exactly what we choose to be. You want that idiot I call a brother, then you go after him.”

A loud pop and whistle startled me and I swung around. A huge spray of white fireworks fanned up into the night sky. Then in the center of it was a spray of red that shot out in dual arcs.

A heart.

My vision wavered when another one went up. Then another. A succession of them lit up the cove and kept on coming.

“Well, finally.”

I tried to turn back to Oliver, but I couldn’t pull myself from the display. “They’re beautiful.” And I should be enjoying them with Seth, not locking myself away in the little shame-shack his family-owned.

We’d spent hours here as kids. We told each other secrets, we even confessed a few dreams, and shed some tears. But this was our past. And out there was our future. Those hearts had to be a sign.

I stepped forward, then stilled, clutching my arms around my middle.

“Stop fighting it. Why the hell are you so afraid?”

I whipped around. “You’re one to talk, Oliver Hamilton. I don’t see you getting caught up with anyone.”

“No one has ever mattered enough.”

“No, you never let them matter enough.” I was breathing heavily. But he was right. I’d let fear rule my life for long enough. “I’m sorry. That was uncalled for. I know how it is to hide.”

Oliver’s chin lifted. “There’s a difference, Alison.”

I tilted my head. So much Seth in him and yet, not nearly the same. He put Laurie first-put me first in so many ways. Maybe Oliver would finally get that someday.

But now I had to trust in Seth. And myself. “I’m going after him.” I grabbed my bag off the chair.

“Hallelujah.” Oliver lifted his arms and then waved to the window. “He even gave you a map for once.”

“Huh?” I hooked the huge hobo bag over my shoulder and made sure I had my wallet and keys. My fingers brushed the early pregnancy test at the bottom of the bag.

“The fireworks. He said he was going for the fairy tale.”

My eyes flooded. “He did? That’s him?”

“God, you guys are so dense. Of course, it’s him. Even if he paid to put hearts in the sky, you still question it?”

I dashed away tears with my wrist. “Guess he should have taken out a skywriter.”

“I’ll tell him to do that next.”

I laughed and jangled my keys. “Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that.” I swallowed down the nerves threatening to slow me down. “It’s time to go get my man.”

“Finally.”