Broken

Broken The Boys of Mulberry Lane Book Three Kristin MacQueen Copyright Broken – The Boys of Mulberry Lane Book Three First edition. March 1, 2023. Copyright ©2023 Kristin MacQueen. Written by Kristin MacQueen. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without permission in writing from the author, except by reviewers, who may quote brief passages in a review. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events or locales is entirely coincidental. If you received a copy of this book from anywhere but Amazon, understand that it was posted without permission and is a pirated copy. Pirating is stealing. It absolutely hurts every author affected. Contents Playlist 1. Olivia 2. Lincoln 3. Olivia 4. Lincoln 5. Olivia 6. Lincoln 7. Olivia 8. Lincoln 9. Olivia 10. Olivia 11. Lincoln 12. Olivia 13. Lincoln 14. Olivia 15. Maddox 16. Lincoln 17. Olivia 18. Olivia 19. Lincoln 20. Olivia 21. Lincoln 22. Olivia 23. Lincoln 24. Olivia 25. Lincoln 26. Olivia 27. Lincoln 28. Olivia 29. Olivia 30. Lincoln 31. Olivia 32. Lincoln 33. Lincoln 34. Olivia 35. Lincoln 36. Olivia 37. Lincoln 38. Olivia 39. Olivia 40. Lincoln 41. Nick 42. Olivia Bonus Scene Author's Note Also by Kristin MacQueen Playlist Spotify Playlist Eyes on you – Chase Rice Different for girls – Dierks Bentley Someone you loved – Lewis Capaldi Rather be us – Tyler Rich Getting over you – Jackie Lee Missing you – The Reklaws That old truck – Thomas Rhett Break up in a small town – Sam Hunt About you – MacKenzie Porter Singles you up – Jordan Davis The worst kind – Tim Hicks Man who stays – Jake Scott Turn back time – Daniel Schulz Chapter 1 OliviaRinging the doorbell, I take a step back and glance down at my phone. There’s a text message from one of my clients for this weekend staring back at me. She’s canceling the photo shoot. Apparently, the entire family has a stomach bug. Yuck.I quickly type out a message telling her it’s not a problem and to contact me when everyone is better and up for taking photos, then we can reschedule.Shuffling on the other side of the door draws my attention and I quickly slip my phone into my back pocket. This is my first time meeting this client and I truly believe first impressions matter.The door swings open and my eyes practically bulge out of my head at the man standing in front of me. There’s no freaking way!“Can I help you?” His eyes sweep over me and he carefully watches me.“Nate? Shit, I must have the wrong address… I’m looking for Addison Robinson…”“You have the right address. Come on in.” He steps back, holding his arm out for me to enter the home.He stares at me, tilting his head to the side to examine me. It’s the same exact thing his brother used to do. Shit, why does he have to do these little things so much like his twin. They look different and their personalities couldn’t be more opposite, but there are tiny things they both do.“What’s your name?”“Olivia,” I whisper, glancing around to make sure we’re alone. His brows furrow together for a moment before they raise in surprise. I see the exact moment he makes the connection and his mouth parts.“Olivia Bennett?”“Yes.”“Damn! How have you been? I haven’t seen you since you went to live with your dad.”“Oh, um… good. I’m doing pretty good. How are you?”“Great. I just started my own accounting company.” He’s grinning from ear to ear and I honestly couldn’t be prouder of Nate. He’s always worked so hard to achieve the things he’s wanted in life.I’m trying to pay attention to what Nate’s saying but I can't stop glancing around the entire time. Hoping and praying I don’t see him.“Please tell me he doesn’t live here too,” I whisper, squeezing my eyes shut. I can't say his name, I won't say it. I don’t want to see him and I definitely don’t want to talk to him.“Who? Lincoln?” Nate asks, tilting his head to the side again. His brows draw together in confusion.He never knew. I try to remind myself but I'm seconds away from having a nervous breakdown.“Of course, Lincoln!” I murmur his name like it’s painful to say because guess what? It’s extremely painful. That asshole broke my damn heart and ran over it a million times. “I’m sorry, Olivia. He lives here, but I'm not sure where he is right now.” No sooner are the words out of his mouth, do I hear a voice behind me and my whole body tenses. I squeeze my eyes shut and pray he won’t talk to me. He sounds like the same boy from my memories except his voice is deeper and more gravely now. “Who do we have here?” Lincoln’s flirty voice is smooth as molasses. I curse the butterflies taking flight in my stomach. I don’t want to have any reaction to Lincoln, voluntary or involuntary. If I have to react to him at all, I want to feel hatred. My gaze finds Nate, his eyes hold so much concern and sympathy.“If he doesn’t recognize me, please don’t tell him who I am,” I beg quietly. Nate gives me a small nod, his gaze full of sympathy. I wonder if Lincoln told him about any of the things that happened between us. I'm willing to guess he didn’t.I take a deep breath before turning around to face the person who destroyed my whole world four years ago. My jaw almost drops at the sight of Lincoln all grown up. I manage to keep my cool, but only externally. Internally I'm freaking out and wondering if you can have a