Page 48 of Sparrow's Grace


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I placed my hand on his arm and said, “You didn’t have to do that.”

I needed to tell him I wasn’t his. Not when he let some other woman hang all over him. But yet, the words seemed to be stuck.

“Fuck yeah, I did. You got a headache; you don’t need to sit through it with the music blaring wide fucking open, making it worse.” And with that, he got up and stormed away.

All the while dislodging the girl that let out a gasp of anger.

I ignored her but it was Mackenzie that said, “Go away. This is the ol’ ladies' table, and you are not one.”

“Then why the hell is she sitting here?” the woman snapped.

“Because Zeke brought her over here. He’s claimed her,” Lil snapped right back.

“Well, he obviously didn’t if he had me in his lap and his hand on my thigh earlier,” she smirked.

She was right.

There was no fighting what she said. Instead, I let out a groan, and started massaging my temples, “Please, lower your voices.”

They stopped fighting immediately, but it was Grimm that stormed over, glared down at the woman, and pointed to another place.

She didn’t say a word as she stormed away.

I looked at Grimm and nodded thankfully.

He nodded, then walked off.

Tears hit the backs of my eyes when I saw Lil squat down at my side, “What’s wrong?”

“I had a headache, and the music was making it throb even harder and I told Zeke that he didn’t have to have the music turned down for me. At my father’s club, if a woman asked for the music to be turned down, it was turned up. And on top of that, why do men say one thing and then do the complete opposite? You know? For once. Just once, I want to come in first.”

She looked pissed, “Did you tell Zeke that about the club?”

“I didn’t have time before he stormed off,” I told her, and I really didn’t.

I didn’t see where he went, and for some reason, I wanted to fall into old habits and apologize.

But not for what they used to be, no, for making him angry enough that he stormed off.

“Savannah, we really don’t know the relationship between…” I held my hand up for Harlow to stop.

“It’s okay. Soon as I find a place, I’m moving there,” I said tiredly. I was so done with putting my hopes and wants on someone else’s shoulder. It was high time I started worrying about myself and making it all happen.

“Hear Zeke out. Okay. Just please do that,” Mackenzie said. “And if you don’t like what he said, then I’ll get Lincoln to kick his ass.”

Harlow chimed in then, “I’ll get Skinner to help.”

And that was when the rest of the ladies chimed in and included their men in the proverbial beatdown.

But it was Grimm who was sitting at the table beside us that said, “I’ll take care of it.”

Chapter 11

Zeke

I was leaning against the bar, my forearms braced on top, taking in breath after breath.

I needed to calm down, so I didn’t get on my bike and haul ass to that club and kill every person.

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