That was exactly what he was doing. He watched as Ethan tried to shove the mostly naked woman out the door.
“Don’t bring your skanky ass back here,” Ethan said as the woman fought like a wildcat. “You know you’re not welcome near any of us!”
She swiped for his face with her nails, just missing his cheek.
“Get your hands off of me!” she shouted.
Yeah.
No.
Ethan threw her out and didn’t give a flying fuck what she wanted. This was a no fuck zone for her, and if Timothy got wind of this, he’d be making all of their lives a living hell.
Callen for going there.
Ethan for not stopping it.
And Kaya for being a conniving whore.
“EJ!” Gene said as his man slammed the door on the barely clad woman, locking her out into the cold night. “What are you doing?”
He pointed.
“That walking STD is Kaya Cheek!” he stated. “She’s only around to make more problems!”
Gene’s eyes went huge.
Oh, holy shit.
That couldn’t be good.
“She’s not wearing a lot of clothes,” he stated.
Honestly, Ethan didn’t give a fuck.
“Then she’d better pedal like her goddamn life depended on it and pray I don’t run her down with the rental!”
Oh, Jesus.
Someone was pissed.
Truthfully, Gene wasn’t sure what was going to happen next. All he knew was a Fed had just assaulted a woman, and this could be problematic.
Well, assault was a stretch.
Right?
“Don’t lose it,” Gene said, somehow believing that wasEXACTLYwhat was going to happen.
Ethan wasn’t exactly calm in certain situations, and he’d just walked in on his brother and Kaya Cheek.
Round two.
Oh, well, he had news for his lover.
Ethan was already losing it. When he saw the bicycle there, he knew how that skank got around.
Literally.
