He did because he replied immediately.
“To say she’s furious you and me are back together is an understatement.”
Oh dear again.
“She screamed, at least I didn’t fuck her, so I didn’t walk all over her pussy like I walked all over her heart.”
I flinched.
“The manager kicked us out.”
God.
“It’s good I get my coffee from Tex at SC, because I’m pretty sure the entire Starbucks corporation has a picture of her and me by now and we’re banned from all five million shops worldwide.”
“Shanti asked Jayden to come talk to us,” I informed him. “He says we need to log all of this stuff.”
He nodded and threw back a pull of beer.
“Do you think she’s so mad, she’ll move on?” I asked hopefully.
“I think she’s right now Googling how to build a bomb,” he answered disturbingly.
Not good.
“We’re not supposed to engage her, Knox.”
“Trust me, gorgeous, that will be the last time I speak to her.”
“This means the Angels can’t do anything either.”
He had no reply to that.
Instead, he announced, “Cap told me about the homicide in Tucson.”
I stretched out my mouth and turned it down.
He watched me do that and frowned.
“Have anything to share about that?” I asked.
“It was Rocco, because of Gypsy.”
“Would your sister?—?”
“Fuck no,” he said forcefully. “But I’ve no doubt she was beyond upset one of their boys drilled holes into me. And Rocco is all in with her. As sick as it makes me to say this, she’s to him what Alexis is to Jacob, what you are to me. She hurts, he hurts who made her hurt.”
“Well, at least she has someone who gives a shit.”
“Reaching,” he muttered.
I knew I was.
“But appreciated, baby,” he kept muttering.
I tried to cheer him up. “My mom always says, ‘this too will pass.’”
I didn’t know if I succeeded, considering his response was, “I moved in.”
