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She flinches, "I-I know, but listen, Snake, I know you don't believe me, but despite us fucking, I still saw you as my best friend, and-and I'm sorry, but I didn't believe that woman's story about her sister being ill, so I-I looked into it."
I narrow my eyes at her, and she flinches again as Shelby comes up behind her, wringing her hands together. "Snake, I, uh, she came to speak to me. Sarah was my best friend throughout high school until," she sighs, and I tilt my head at her, "until what, Shelby?" she sniffles, wiping away a few tears, "until she tried to steal my boyfriend. Everything she said about me was all her; she lied because she wanted what I had. A loving family, a loving boyfriend. Because of her, I got kicked out of my home. It wasn't me in those videos everyone saw; it was her wearing a wig."
I smirk at the bullshit coming from her mouth, her fingers continuously twitching, "Considering I had her innocence on my dick a few months ago, and I don't think you're telling the truth, so try again, Shelby."
She flinches, her face paling a little before she clears her throat, "She, damn, when her partner is asleep, she puts blood from her finger over the tip of their cocks and spreads it on the bed. I'm sorry, Snake, but you've been played."
I laugh; I can't help it; that just sounds fucking ridiculous, and by the look in her eyes, she knows it too. I don't believe a word they're both saying. Sarah isn't like that; I know her, I know her heart, I see the love she has for her family, and there's no way she wasn't a virgin.
I thought they were lying; I was adamant until Celine brought up Amber and how she'd seen her and Sarah talking in the diner she works in two towns over.
I had been played, and I'd been played well. It's why I ensured she saw me with Shelby, the friend she screwed over. Shelby went on to tell me how Mary was in on the schemes; it's why I never met her because she doesn't look sick.
She was seven when the 'cancer' was found. Who in the fuck convinces a child to do that?
I shake my head and hold my glass up. Suzy gives me a nod before winking at Breaker, who's too busy watching me with concern when he should be getting ready to pick up his boy from his childminder; the little tyke starts school soon. Suzy gives me another shot, and I down it, my heart pounding.
"Hunter, s-stop," she giggles as I tickle her sides, and I chuckle, "Nah, ah, take it back."
She laughs harder, trying to get out from underneath me, "B-but you are cute."
I growl again before my lips attack hers in a fierce kiss as she giggles and then moans, her arms going around my neck, holding me tight as her legs wrap around my waist, my shirt she's wearing scrunching up as my bare chest meets her clothed one before rubbing my nose along hers.
"Spitfire, an MC president, is not cute." I make a face, making her giggle. "He's manly, strong, fierce, badass…"
She hums, cutting me off, her eyes twinkling before she rasps, "And all mine?" and I smile before kissing her lips, then rasping back, "And all yours," before gliding my hands underneath the shirt, ready to make love to the woman who owns my whole heart.
I blink and swallow hard. I fucking miss her. I miss her smell, her smile, and her laugh. I fucking miss her, and yet she lied.
She fucking lied, but it doesn't make sense.
I shake my head before slamming the shot glass on the black bar top before standing and heading out the door, my head all over the place, the words I said haunting me, the guilt pressuring my chest when she lied.
"Because I really want a lying, deceitful cunt crying every night, scared about losing a sister that's not even dying."
I squeeze my eyes shut, picking my steps up to the door.
"Let me guess, you're hoping it does happen so you can get your parents' attention to yourself like a selfish..."
My heart races—fuck, fuck, fuck.
"SNAKE WAIT!" Shelby shouts, but I ignore her, just like I have with Celine these past two weeks. I never fucked Shelby; heck, my lips never touched hers. I used her to hurt Sarah after she broke me. I gave her my heart, but was any of it even true? The little touches, soft kisses—any of it?
I walk out the door with Shelby hot on my heels when I nearly bump into someone, just stopping from making contact. That someone gasps before we make eye contact, and I furrow my brows, worry etching me. Her face is red and blotchy, but her eyes are vacant.
"Sarah?" Shelby asks, stepping closer to her while I take a step back. I can't be near her; it hurts too fucking much. My body wants hers pressing against his, but my heart just breaks.
"Hunter… Hunter?" I feel someone shake me awake. I blink my eyes to see my girl leaning her forearms on my chest, her chin resting on them, her body covering mine like a blanket, feeling amazing.
I grip her hips before sliding my hands up her back, then back down, "Hmm, baby?"
She smiles a little, and my heart skips as she whispers, "I can't sleep."
I give her a sleepy smile before turning us, her going underneath me, her legs spreading to make room for my hips, while her arms go around my neck, holding me close to her.
"Then I guess I need to wear you out some more." I rasp as I lean down, my lips connecting with her smiling ones and my cock entering her in one swift thrust.
"Sarah?" I blink at Shelby's voice again, hoping to forget everything over the past few months so my heart doesn't fucking fall apart.
