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“Courageous. Beautiful. Inside and out,” Tey chokes out, not looking away from Tillie when she peers over at him.
“Strong. Independent. Stubborn,” Nicky states, his voice deep yet soft as she gazes down at his kneeling position as more tears leave her eyes.
“Sometimes stupid but brave. Sexy. Smart,” I say this into her ear, nuzzling the space between her neck and shoulder.
She snorts at that, a hiccup leaving her as she tips her head back to stare up at the ceiling as she swallows hard.
“We’d do anything for you, mama. Fucking anything. You don’t have to do this alone. Just lean on us because we aren’t going anywhere without you.” Dom only speaks the truth, saying what we are all thinking as he places his palm on her head and strokes her hair until her eyes drift closed at the feeling.
She doesn’t say anything; she just rests against me with her eyes closed until she stops crying.
“He has Rig. He’s baiting me to play a game that only Cruz can win,” she eventually says, keeping her head tilted back on my shoulder with her eyes squeezed tightly closed. “Show them, Logan.”
My brows scrunch together as I glance over at Logan, my body tensing as he pulls something small out of his jacket pocket and walks to the table to set it down in the middle so it’s in plain view for all of us. I feel like we are all holding our breath, wondering whatgiftCruz has sent to Tillie.
It’s a finger.
“Is that-?” Nicky’s voice trails off at Dom’s nod, confirming whose finger it is.
“Rig. That’s his ring,” Tillie states in an emotionless voice.
“It’s fresh. Probably a few days old,” Tey says, moving to pull the chair out and taking a seat while reaching for the finger to examine it.
“Jesus Christ, Tey.” Logan pinches his nose and drops heavily into the seat across from him.
Nicky sighs loudly and stands up to walk around the table until he’s next to Tey. He grabs a glove from his back pocket and wraps the finger in it before heading to the wastebasket. Nicky throws it away, opens the door, and places it outside in the club bar before closing it again. He strides over to sit next to Tey and collapses into the chair without another word.
“I’m not fucking stupid. I know that sounds bad, but Tillie?” Tey asks, his voice pleading for her to look at him.
She takes a deep breath and opens her eyelids, staring straight at Tey with deep, hurt chocolate eyes.
“I’m not mad, Tey. You're only stating the obvious.” She knows how morbid Tey is and how grey he sees the world.
“It means he could be alive, peaches. This gives you a chance to get him back.” Tey’s voice comes out with so much conviction and hope that I could almost believe that it’s possible Rig is still alive even though he’s in Cruz’s care and missing a finger.
At least it shows that he hasn’t been dead this whole time.
“He didn’t leave you by choice, Tillie,” I grumble softly, tightening my arms around her waist to hold her as close as possible.
“I-I can’t think about this right now. Please make me forget. Please,” she pleads with a broken whimper, leaving her mouth as she turns her head to bury her face into my neck.
I glance around at my brothers and see the worried expressions directed at our girl. Logan looks away from her while running a hand through his hair with a sigh, and he meets my gaze as I arch a brow at him. He stares for asecond longer, seeming to struggle with what to do before he makes up his mind with a sharp gaze over his features.
“Baby girl,” Logan addresses Tillie in a demanding tone that admittedly catches her attention.
She sits up straight, staring at Lo with wide eyes, and shivers in my lap at the command. I love that she’s submissive, needing to be told what to do so she can escape everything else that is fucked up.
“Yes?” she asks in a shaky voice, soft and quiet.
“Get up on the table and lay back.” Logan smirks at her, crossing his arms over his chest as she squirms on my lap.
“Do as he says,” I tell her, placing my hands on her hips to stop her shifting over my dick.
I quickly stand and lift her in my arms as a small inhale of shock leaves her mouth when I place her in the center of the table. She looks around at us with wide, brown eyes and bites her lip as she slowly lowers herself flat on her back.
“Good girl. So quick to follow orders,” Nicky drawls in a purr, smirking devilishly when she turns her head to the right to look at him.
“Here’s what’s going to happen. You're going to take off your underwear and show us that pretty, wet, tight cunt.” Logan orders her, his chair squeaking as he leans back in his chair while rubbing his mouth to hide his grin from her as she leans her neck back to look upside down at him.
