Page 5 of His End Game


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“We’ve fucked, nothing more, nothing less. Since I’m not in the position to bend you over, you can leave.”

Tilting her head, she rolls her eyes, brushing me off, and I feel my energy draining from me faster than usual.

“Just because we fuck doesn’t mean we can’t talk.”

“Just because we fuck doesn’t mean we have to.” Sighing, I add, “I made it real clear where I stand, and you said you were fine with it.”

“Jesus, Leo, I’m not acting like we’re together. You nearly died. Surely, I can visit and see for myself you’re doing okay?”

When Holly told me she had feelings for me, I didn’t want to hurt her, but I have no such concerns with Zara.

“We were friends once upon a time,” she says, adding, “Surely, we’re at least that now?”

“Zara, I’m real tired. I’m not doing this with you now.”

“Leo—”

“No, you’ve been around the club for years. You’re not stupid. You know how I am, and I’m not going to change. Fuck off.”

Standing, she curls her top lip in disgust as she spits out, “You’re an asshole.”

“And you’re leaving,” I grunt.

The second the door closes behind her, I exhale long and hard. I should’ve never gone near her. But she was always there when I was looking for something I didn’t know I needed.

The door barrels open and she stands in the doorway, hand on hip, and murder on her face.

“Answer me this truthfully, and I’ll go.”

I wait for her to ask her question just to get rid of her.

“Did you always keep your eyes closed when we were together?”

Frowning, I choke out, “Huh?”

“Never mind.” She huffs and leaves, this time not returning.

An ache shoots across my forehead and it’s not from the injuries I came here with. All I wanted was to get my dick wet, a few moments of ecstasy, where I could feel good and forget about everything in my life. I should’ve known better.

Chapter Two

Holly

It’s yet another day where I’m on the outside looking in. I’ve felt it all my life, but never more so than the time I’ve spent around Leo and the club. Even more so since he was shot. Alannah and Cas made the decision not to say anything to Rayna, which I understood. She wouldn’t understand. But in turn, since I’m always around Rayna, they didn’t tell me anything either. I don’t think they did it on purpose, but I don’t think they would even think to keep me informed. I only know he pulled through because of everyone else talking about it. I’m happy enough to spend my time with Rayna. She doesn’t look at me and see the imperfections that were imposed on me brutally and forcibly. She’s the only one who can make me smile these days. There’s nothing about her that scares me where everything else in the world does.

“I want my daddy!” Rayna shouts, jumping up and down on her bed.

She fell asleep in the car on the way home to the club. I was hoping I would be able to get her changed and into bed, and she’d go down for the night, but she woke up the second the car came to a stop. She refused to eat her dinner because she wanted to eat with her dad. She ended up flooding the bathroom, splashing and thrashing around in the water because she wanted Daddy to wash her hair. And she doesn’t want to go to bed without Daddy reading her a bedtime story. My patience is running thin and all I want to do is know she’s asleep in her bed while I let my demons roam free and imagine what happened at the hospital between Leo and Zara after I left.

“Come on, Rayna, the sooner you go to sleep, the sooner you’ll wake up and we can go see Daddy again.”

It doesn’t work, as nothing else has, and I remain sitting in the middle of the room, my legs crossed and her pyjamas on my lap.

“No! I want Daddy now!”

As much as it hurts to know Leo goes with Zara for something I wish he would share with me, I don’t blame him. I’m damaged. I’ve known for a long time no one is going to want me with the state of my hands. I can hide them all hours of the day under my gloves, but the scars are still there. Even in my dreams, they’re there. But then he’s so sweet with me, when he holds me in the night after a mind-numbing nightmare. With his warm chest against my back, I feel the safest I’ve ever felt. But then we wake the next morning and nothing.

“If you get into your pyjamas, I’ll let you watch a movie before bed.”

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