Page 3 of Bitterly Cold


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“What do you mean when you see him with a kitten?” Kittens were only with patched members in the club. Had Birdie lost her mind? A fucking patched member? They were all in their twenties or thirties.

Birdie jumped to her feet. “Oh my gosh!” She covered her mouth, mortified at her slipup.

“You were crying over one of the members?”

“I should get back to the party. Thanks for hanging with me.” She ran for the door.

“Birdie, wait!”

I groaned, squeezing my head between my hands.

She didn’t even deny being into one of the club’s brothers.

Clapping and whistling startled me. The song had ended. Birdie beamed on the stage as she curtsied. I couldn’t watch her making googly eyes at Ray anymore.

I got off the picnic table. Tomorrow couldn’t come soon enough. Once I was gone, I’d move on and forget the one who would never be mine.

“Hey, where are you going?” Ember followed.

“I just need time alone.”

“Oh.”

I stopped, dialing in to the disappointment in her voice. “I have some stuff to do.”

She stared at me with her big brown eyes like she had something to say. Pushing a section of her wavy red hair behind her ear, she frowned. “Do you really love Birdie?”

“Where’d that come from?”

“Don’t play dumb. We all know you have a thing for her. Have had one since… forever.”

My gaze traveled around the yard, taking in my family and friends. Had they really known I was in love with Birdie? No one had ever said a thing about it.

“Answer me. Do you love Birdie?”

“I don’t know what I feel. It won’t matter after tomorrow. I’ll be gone for four years. Everything will be different when I return.”

“Not everything.” She took my hand. “I’m gonna miss you like crazy, Dante.”

Hold up. What was happening?

Ember and I had known each other our whole lives. Why did I feel like I’d missed something crucial?

She surprised me by popping up on her tiptoes and kissing me. Her lips were soft and warm. I responded, wrapping my arms around her waist. I wasn’t sure what possessed me.

Ember Fuentes? She was a year younger than me, cute and usually shy.

My fingers went into her hair to deepen the kiss. I pushed her against the clubhouse wall so no one saw us. That little move made sparks fly between us.

Our kiss heated up as our hands went all over each other in a frenzy of lust. My mind whirled with confusion while my heart hammered with excitement.

Ember?

Ember?

Suddenly I was jerked back by my shirt.

Hero got in my face. “Why are you kissing my daughter, Little D?”

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