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She flew off my lap, her hands gripping her head. “God, you’re infuriating! I knew this would happen if I told you the truth. I knew it!”
I got off the bed. “How can you let that piece of shit get away with hurting you?”
“Ever heard of forgiveness? I don’t need you avenging a crime I’ve already put behind me. I don’t need you fighting my battles when I already did. I’ve been free of Dane for a long time now.”
“He deserves to pay,” I squeezed the shit out of the back of my neck.
“You know what? I’m done talking about this with you.” She bolted for the door.
“Where are you going?” I roared, charging after her.
She whirled around, putting her hands up. “Stop!”
I froze.
“I need to calm down. I can’t do it here with you.”
“Don’t walk out that door, Angel. We need to deal with this.”
She put her hands on her hips. “You might be the prez of this club. Your club. You call the shots, everyone listens. I obey like the rest in regards to the club. The. Club. When it comes tomylife, I call the shots! Inourrelationship, we make decisionstogether!” She opened the door.
“Angel—” I hissed, trying to hold back my wrath.
“No! You think about what I said. And don’t follow me.” She left the room, slamming the door closed.
“Fuck!” I punched it and winced from the pain. Goddamned solid oak door. I paced, flexing my probably fractured knuckles.
I didn’t understand her way of thinking—damn, stubborn woman. It was my duty as her man to seek retribution. To avenge my Angel. It was one thing for fuckin’ Miller to give me shit and fuck with my life. This was another thing entirely. He didn’t get to hurt my woman. Even if I didn’t know her back then. She was my little firecracker, the squirt I used to protect from her wild brothers. I would wipe anyone off the face of the earth for hurting her.
I checked my phone to see where she’d gone via the tracking app I put on hers. At least she still had her cell in her back pocket. If she tried to leave the property, I would drag her to our bedroom and turn her fair ass red.
Her locator stopped at the kitchen. Probably to rant to Sugar and Tina about me.
I’d give her some space, then I’d go get her.
And makeup.
Deputy fuckin’ Miller’s days were numbered.
