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Shit!
“I know! I know! But we can’t tell him like this! You’re barely dressed! I owe it to Wolf to be more… delicate.”
“The fuck you do,” he growls and I know the situation is about to get out of control.
“Please? Hide this one last time. Let me get rid of Wolf and set up a time later to talk with him. I promise I will, I have to work up to it.”
“Motherfucker, Torrent. It’s never going to be the perfect time,” he barks. “I’ve had enough of this shit!”
I wince, because Devil is laid back—easygoing. He’s never been hateful around me, especially not directed at me. I know he’s close to the edge and I don’t want to lose him. I’ve got to have a little more time to prepare. I know Wolf. If I blindside him like this, things will be so much worse than they need to be.
“Please?” I beg again. “This will be the last time I ask you to hide, but please, please do this for me, Devil.”
Something goes over Devil’s face then. I don’t know what it is, but it’s not good. He doesn’t even respond to me. He stomps off and I take a deep breath, watching him go. I hope I can smooth this over once I get rid of Wolf. Somehow I think that’s going to be a really big job.
I might need a miracle.DevilMotherfucker!
What if I’ve read this all wrong?
It didn’t escape my attention earlier that when Torrent was begging me for more time, that she slipped and called me Devil.
She didn’t call me Logan. She didn’t touch me, or talk to me like I was her man. She begged me, like a man she was afraid of and she called me…Devil.
I stomp down the hall, like a fucking idiot. I ought to go out there and have it out with that son of a bitch. When did I become this man? A man who lets his woman put his balls in a jar and call the fucking shots?
“Damn baby! I thought you were going to leave me out there all day. Come give me a hug.”
I listen to Wolf and I clench my hand in a fist to keep from killing the son of a bitch.
“Wolf! You’re home early,” Torrent says and I have to wonder if Wolf can hear the panic in her voice as well as I can. I take pleasure in knowing she doesn’t call the bastard by his name—only his road name. Then I remember that she called me Devil and the good feeling I was enjoying is gone.
“Couldn’t stay away from my girl any longer. Did you miss me, baby?” he asks.
Not for a minute, motherfucker. She was too busy begging for my dick.
“Of course I did. I was...well, I’ve been thinking about things and I was hoping we could talk.”
“I hope it has been good thoughts,” Wolf jokes.
Keep joking, you son of a bitch. I’ll make sure I give you all the details to really laugh it up.
“Well, I think it is. I’ve been thinking things over and I think I know what will make me happy.”
There’s a minute of silence and I have to wonder if the asshole is starting to get a clue. Maybe the fact Torrent is wearing my T-shirt has caught his eye by now. I doubt it has dawned on Torrent. She had her pajama shorts on under it, but you can clearly see she’s wearing a black T-shirt and it’s clearly a man’s too. In fact, it’s the same one I was wearing at Dodger’s wake. Will he notice? I hope to fuck the bastard does.
“I’ve only ever wanted your happiness, Torrent. You know that,” Wolf responds.
“I know, Wolf. I’ve always known that. Do you think we can have dinner together? I’d like to talk to you about some decisions I’ve made,” Torrent says and I grin.
I grin really fucking big.
“I have some shit to catch up on. But we could have dinner tonight if you want, or maybe tomorrow would be better?” Wolf responds, and yeah the asshole knows what time it is. He’s gone from anxious to have time with Torrent to putting her off.
“Tomorrow would be awesome!” Torrent is so relieved at having one more day before she has to tell Wolf, I doubt she even realizes the change in him. I do and I can almost feel his anger brewing.
I listen as Wolf talks with my woman and thankfully for him, he doesn’t try to kiss her. Just the same, I don’t breathe easy until the asshole leaves. I walk back into the kitchen and adjoining living room. Torrent is leaning against the closed front door, staring at me and looking really nervous.
I plant my feet apart and I have my arms crossed at my chest. Torrent and I are going to have this shit out right here and now.
