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Trance
“Listen, you need to leave. Things aren’t going to be pretty if you make me remove you. I have things I need to do, and if you make me arrest you, I will not be a happy person.” I said to Viddy’s boyfriend.
No, make that ex-boyfriend.
Thank God.
I didn’t know how much longer I could follow my moral code when it came to taking some other man’s woman.
“We always get back together, though. We’ll be back together by tomorrow afternoon at the latest.” He sneered, before he angled into his car that had to be a compensation for a small dick.
I took the high road and didn’t reply, even though it went against every bit of my ingrained nature to throw the words at him that were sitting on the tip of my tongue.
The main one being,over my dead body.
The door behind me opened as I watched Paul back out, making me turn and watch as Viddy dragged out what looked like every single thing Hemi ever owned.
Jogging up to the door, I stopped and surveyed all the million balls that were now lining Hemi’s bed.
“That’s a lot of balls.” I observed as I scooped up the entire thing and walked back towards my police issued patrol SUV. Opening the back door, I dropped all the contents inside and slammed it shut before returning to the passenger side door.
I resisted the urge to offer Viddy help, even though it annoyed the ever-loving shit out of me to do so. It was like rubbing fur in the wrong direction, or walking with sand in my shoes. It wasn’t right, but Viddy hated the fact that she was blind. She hated it even more when someone dwelled on the fact.
“Trance?” Viddy called when she was three feet away from me.
Her face seemed to lose the determinedness to it and she held out her hand for me, making my breath ease out of my lungs.
Taking her hand, I led her around the car’s door and helped her settle in her seat.
“Where is Hemi?” She asked sadly.
In answer, I picked Hemi up from where he was laying in the grass and placed him on Viddy’s lap before closing the door softly.
Radar, who was sitting on his haunches beside Viddy’s door, came instantly when I whistled and hopped into the back door of the car before I slammed the door closed behind him.
“What’s on your agenda?” I asked her once we were on the road back to town.
“I want to take him to the water park, and then I want to get him a steak dinner from the Salt Grass Steakhouse. Then, well then, we can take him to the vet’s office.” She explained quietly.
I took my eyes off the road for a split second to regard her, and a pang of sadness poured through me as I saw the haunted look to her face.
It was pale and clammy. Her eyes were red, having still not returned the glasses that usually covered her sightless eyes.
I’d met Viddy through her sister, Adeline.
Adeline was married to a member of The Dixie Wardens MC, Kettle. One of my brothers.
Adeline and Viddy were twins. Both of them had dark hair, nearly black. Their skin was pale and creamy. However, that was where their similarities ended. Adeline was well rounded in all the right places. Well, more so now that she was eight months pregnant; but even before that, she’d always had more curves than Viddy.
Viddy was more what I liked to call...delicate. She was small, fine boned, and trim. Although she did have some meat on her, she really could stand to gain more. Her hair was always braided and out of her way, except for today.
Today, the black strands were loose and flowing around her shoulders and back.
Normally, I would never catch her in anything less than what I liked to call her combat clothes. Loose jeans, a plain monotone shirt, and a jacket of some sort or another.
Today, she was in a fitted tank, a pair of black yoga pants that saidPinkacross the ass, and tennis shoes. This was the most I’d ever seen of her skin, which made me aware of another difference between her and her sister.
