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“So did your father,” she spits.
Evil little bitch.
“I wouldn’t be able to ask him, as it seems you have put a bullet in his brain.”
“And I would do it again in a heartbeat.” She smirks, pulling down the duvet and climbing into bed.
The door opens and Sailor walks in with an ice pack and hands it to Chanel before she turns to leave.
“No need to come in every hour, Sailor.”
“Luckily for me, I don’t take orders from you, Lucas,” she says before she walks out.
“I like her,” Chanel comments, placing the ice extremely carefully on her ribs.
“Lord knows why. She’s a smartass.”
“Why? Because she doesn’t take your shit like the rest?”
I pull the gun from my trousers, and her eyes fall to it. “I wouldn’t even think about it,” I warn her as I place my weapon on the small coffee table in the room.
“Oh, you know for sure…” she nods with an all-telling grin, “… I was absolutely thinking about it. Putting a bullet right where I put your dad’s… you could be twins at the morgue.”
I move quickly, without thinking, the gun back in hand and my body over hers.
“Do you plan to shoot me, Lucas?” she goads, but it sounds more like a tease. My gun presses into her temple, but she doesn’t care. She simply lies there staring up at me as if she’s ready to meet her maker.
Maybe she is.
I like the fact she isn’t afraid of me as much as it pisses me off. She should be afraid after everything I’ve done. I’m unpredictable, she knows this. So why is she taunting me? Does she know something I do not?
“Last time you had a gun on me, you had it between my legs. This is a bit of a change of pace, wouldn’t you say?”
I move, and I must bump a sore spot because she flinches, her hand falling to her ribs, and she bites her bottom lip, sucking in a deep breath—the grimace telling me everything I need to know.
“Where is it hurting?” Those chocolate eyes spring open and lock on mine.
“Are you really asking me that with a gun to my head?”
I pull it away, and she moves just a little.
“The pills are starting to kick in.” She turns to face me as I stand at the side of the bed. “If you plan to kill me when I sleep, make it quick. I am done with your bullshit!”
“I don’t plan to kill you, even though I know I should.”
“Why, because I fucked your father?”
“No, mia per sempre. Because… you killed him.” Those eyes that haunt my dreams lock onto mine, and I wonder what’s going through them. Does she see the monster that everyone else sees? She should with what I’ve done to her.
“This is true.” She looks to the window. “But I did fuck him, just so you’re aware of that fact.”
I move away, not wanting to hear any of those details. The thought of her fucking my father again makes me wild, furious, and deadly. And if she hadn’t killed that old bastard, I’m sure I would have eventually.
“You are a better fuck, just so you know.” When I look back at her, she has a smile on her face. It seems the drugs may have kicked in purely because she is smiling.
“I’ll put on a movie and grab you some food.”
“You tend to do that, did you know?” She’s watching me, assessing me again.
