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I nod toward my car. He dismounts his Harley, and follows me inside.
I settle in, gloved hands on the wheel, eyes turned up at her window. It’s past midnight, but a cozy evening light is still on.
“The neighbor across the landing,” Beast Mode says, his forked tongue hissing over every “s”. “Turns out he’s her ex.”
My arms tighten, but my eyes remain fixed on her window.
“His name is Santi Rossi, he’s—”
“A professor of statistics, and the man who’s been following her around like a puppy.”
Beast Mode stares at me for a moment before he runs his hand over his long, unruly Viking hair, then lets it glide down his beard.
“A puppy that loved lapping at her—”
“Don’t talk about her cunt,” I bark, making the former Flaming Skulls’ boss snap his mouth shut. “No man is taking that cunt into his mouth in any shape or form, is that clear? That cunt is mine.”
Beast Mode has anger issues and a boulder of a fist, but he knows better than to try any shit with me. He used to run the Flaming Skulls before I came along, and he lost command when I kicked him to his knees and almost choked him to death with his own metal thorns chain. Scars from where the brass thorns pierced his skin still adorn his neck. I only stopped when he tapped the ground, which meant the Flaming Skulls were now mine to command. He’s seen me do much worse to other people since, and never provokes me when I’m strung out.
“I’m sorry, Micah.”
The muscles in my forearms snake as I grip the wheel harder. “There’s no way in hell she let that poor excuse of a man put his cock in her.”
“He has pictures of them kissing in a secret file on his phone.”
I laugh, sounding like a maniac. When he speaks again, Beast Mode sounds like a man feeling his way in a darkness full of monsters.
“I thought you’d want her male neighbor investigated. So I investigated him. Turns out they used to have a relationship. One they kept lowkey on campus.”
“Used to have,” I repeat. “When did it end?”
“About six months ago.”
“Who ended it?”
“He did. Then he was sorry, but she didn’t take him back. Last time he knocked on her door he had a fresh casserole with him. Ended up leaving it on the floor in front of her apartment.”
“So she didn’t let him in.”
“No. And not for lack of insistence on his part.”
“Smart girl.”
I had cameras installed on her landing, but it’s good that I got this information from Beast Mode and not directly from the footage later. I don’t think I could have left my night watch without kicking that asswipe’s door in, and mopping the entire staircase with his face. Knowing that he imagines himself pounding the pussy I crave, and that he’s got his memories to draw on, sends my veins swelling with vitriol.
“You can go now,” I tell Beast Mode. “Mireille must be waiting for you.” Just a few days ago I would have used another word to refer to her, but if I’m asking him to be respectful about my woman, I’ll return the favor. He won’t say it out loud, but I know he likes her. He’s been using every chance to see her on campus and, while she pretends she doesn’t know him when he’s hanging around there with the Skulls waiting for my command, she turns all pink when his intense stare lands on her. I know what that stare hides because that intensity beats in my chest, too.
Beast Mode runs his forked tongue over his lips. “Grime must be getting her ready for us as we speak.”
I cock an eyebrow at him. “You’re still sharing?” The fact that the campus beauty queen paid Doreen for the privilege of being used by a gang of bikers didn’t stop Beast Mode from falling for her when he took her virginity. He’s not bothered by such things. But I didn’t think he’d let it continue afterwards.
He shrugs. “She thrives on that. A fucker like me probably shouldn’t be talking about divine intervention, but sometimes it seems the universe did conspire to throw the right woman right into my arms.”
I turn my eyes back to Eva’s window.
The universe threw her right into my arms as well. Or, more accurately, into my claws. And while I initially wanted to use her to take down Romano, certain that she deserved it for being a gold-digger without scruples, I’m not idiotic enough to insist that’s still the case.
But she does keep secrets, and I’m going to dig them out if it’s the last thing I do.
