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Quinton pursed his lips as he eyed me. "You have to ask that? It's magic, Ty. She was a witch and from what I sensed in the other room, an incredibly powerful one. There's really no telling what in the hell she was capable of. In some of the notes she's made on some of them, she wrote down-"
He snapped his mouth shut and looked around the room cautiously. He pulled out his cell phone and started to tap at the screen.
Uncle Quint: She wrote down when she thought someone came from a family who'd once held magic. We should leave all of this here and come back and look through it after the team has gone through the building and made sure it's not bugged. Then we should go through all of this.
Uncle Quint: The Council would kill to get their hands on this. Some of the names mentioned are female. You know what the Council would do with them if they thought there was even a hint of magic in their system. Breeding.
I swallowed thickly. He hadn't seen what I'd seen at the motel and I hadn't told him. I wasn't surprised he already knew what they were doing, though.
"They're all doing Annabell," I blurted out, not caring in the least if one of the pigs overheard me. “I saw..." I trailed off and winced. What I'd seen wasn't worth repeating. It had been Annabell acting like the whore I'd already known her to be but hadn't seen before with my own eyes.
Uncle Quint cocked an eyebrow. "They're all doing Annabell?" He repeated.
I nodded.
"The Council?" He asked, seeking clarification.
Again, I nodded.
He looked at me thoughtfully before asking in a quiet, hesitant voice, "You see that shit with your own eyes?"
There I went again, making him hesitate.
"Yeah," I told him honestly.
"Did it bug you?" He asked in that same voice.
I eyed him sharply. "What?" I asked. "Why would that bother me?"
I had bothered me. It made me feel a little bit dirty because I'd had my dick in her before and I was really wishing I could take it back and it sucked that I couldn't wipe the memories from my mind of her wet heat wrapped around me because they made me fucking sick to my stomach.
No way could I explain all of that to him. He was my Uncle, more like my brother, and sometimes my best friend. We talked about a lot of things and I knew I could tell him anything. But talking about sex had never been on the table before and I wasn't ready to place it on there. The only time I'd ever heard him brag about any kind of physical interaction with a female had been when he'd gotten to kiss Ariel first. Otherwise, he was discreet and I knew absolutely nothing about his past lovers. I did, however, know that when and how he had sex with Ariel wasn't something I wanted him to tell me about and it wasn't something I wanted to hear about from anyone unless it was something Ariel wanted to share with me. For her, I'd suck it up and listen to whatever it was she wanted to tell me. But I didn't want to hear about it from anyone else, that's for damn sure. If I talked to Uncle Quint about sex right now then I felt like I'd be opening the door for it to come back up later on down the road.
"Do you still have feelings for the bitch?" He asked me and I felt my chest squeeze tightly, painfully.
I should have expected this but I had not. Instead, I was left feeling blindsided.
"I would never hurt her," I ground out, knowing he'd understand I meant our girl and not the other one.
"Harboring feelings for this old bitch is going to hurt Ariel's feelings, Ty." Quint growled at me. "If you don't know that then maybe you don't know her at all. She might not always let it show but she feels deep about every fucking thing. Finding out you're still into this bitch will crush her. And then that will fuck her up even more because she's gonna feel like garbage for being upset you have feelings for some other chic when she's got feelings for six other guys besides you. You know she loves you, right?"
I had been getting angrier and angrier with each word that had come out of his stupid mouth to the point I was no longer angry but absolutely enraged. Then he'd said those five words.
You know she loves you, right?
That had taken the wind right out of my sails and I'd completely deflated, all of the angry energy draining out of me.
No, I didn't know she loved me and I was absolutely certain she hadn't told my Uncle she loved me, either.
However, what I was certain of was that she loved him without a fucking doubt.
"You know she loves you, right?" I shot back.
Quinton's mouth fell open in surprise and his eyes lit up.
"Did she tell you that?" he whispered hopefully.
Shit. That wasn't a voice I was used to hearing him use often. He wasn't a hopeful person, he was the type of person who knew he'd get what he wanted out life because he went out and made it happen on his own.
