Xanthe
Do you have any siblings?
A casual, innocent question for most, but it gutted me.Closing my eyes, I remember my sister’s smiling face.She would always want to tag along with me everywhere I went.She’d make me take her to the park on our walk home from school.I was three years older than her, which felt like such a big age gap when we were kids, but she is still my all-time favorite person.
Losing her just set off a whole series of fucking disasters that made up my life.
I can’t find it in me to reply, to share about Charlotte.
It should have been you.
How many times was I told that throughout my life?My father basically drilled it into me, like it was my fault she drowned.As an adult, I see that he was merely projecting that shit on me.I hope that miserable bastard stays in prison for the rest of his days.
“Ghost, are you listening to me?”Haze asks, running his hand through his hair.The silver rings on his fingers give me something else to focus on.
“What?”
“I need a favor.It’s a big one.I’ll owe you my marker,” he says, his amber eyes pleading.
“What do you need?”I ask, leaning forward in my chair and resting my elbows on my thighs.
“I need to find out if Daisy’s baby is mine, and Scorp said I can do it if I get some of Daisy’s blood.She’s refusing to do a paternity test.I don’t think the baby is mine,” he explains, looking stressed the fuck out.
I mean, I’d be too if I thought Daisy was having my child.
“What are you asking me to do, exactly?”I ask, but I think I already know.Everyone in the clubhouse knows how I like to play with my knives.And while I haven’t touched Daisy, she’s hinted that she’s wanted it.I’m a private man, and I’ve told the women that they aren’t to discuss what happens in my bedroom, but Daisy has made it known that she’s caught wind of it.
“Take her upstairs at the party tonight and do what you do.I just need a sample.I need to make this work with Luella, and I can’t until I know for sure.”
“Fucking hell, Haze,” I groan, the knife in my pocket now feeling heavy.
“I know.Like I said, I’ll owe you.”
“Yes, you fucking will,” I grit out.
I haven’t touched another woman since that day in the clubhouse when Xanthe first saw me.I haven’t wanted another woman.
But I’ll do this for my brother so he can pin down his old lady, and we can find out the truth once and for all.
But I’m not going to fuck her.
No way in hell.
I grit my teeth when Daisy runs her hand down my arm.“When are you going to give me a chance, Ghost?Am I not your type?I promise you, I’ll make it good for you.”
“Will you?”I force myself to reply, gritting my teeth at her touch.It feels wrong.I’ve never liked the women touching me, but now it feels dirty.She can make it good for me by giving me some of her blood and then leaving me the fuck alone.
“You want to take me upstairs?The party is getting boring.”
I stand up and start walking, knowing she will follow behind me.Haze fucking owes me for this.My only saving grace is that Xanthe said she wasn’t coming tonight.We aren’t together, but this still feels like betrayal.
This is the last time I’m going to help the brothers if it involves shit like this.I’d rather he ask me to kill someone for him.
I’d enjoy that more than this.
Not wanting to take her into my room, I open the door to one of the empty rooms and step inside.She comes in behind me, closing the door and starting to undress.
“Keep your clothes on,” I command.
