Page 162 of All For You Duet


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I charge toward the bedroom door.

“Cade, don’t!” Eric can’t stop me.

No one can.

The door opens to my kick, and so does my heart, the one Redix’s ice cream kiss and gifts and home and love had glued back together. It explodes again into a million pieces.

My breath, my hope, our dream, dead.

Three naked bodies; they’re on the bed. Redix. Angie. And a woman I don’t know.

“What the fuck?” Angie pops up. The other woman giggles, quickly hiding her phone behind her back.

That’s a mistake.

Redix doesn’t wake up.

I seethe at Angie, “Get out.” A silk thread, pulled tautly, it’s holding back my rage.

“Fuck you, crazy bitch.” Angie’s true colors show along with her huge tits. “You don’t own him. I do again so YOU get out.”

It happens so fast. My gun. It’s drawn from behind my back and aimed at her.

“Damn fucking right, I’m a crazy bitch for him.” She’s in my sights. “Now get the fuck up and out of here. Right now.”

Giggle girl screams, jumping out of the bed.

“And give me your phones,” I snarl.

She’s been taking videos of him passed out. Guilt hangs as obvious as her blonde hair extensions.

Redix still isn’t moving.

“You’re fucking crazy!” Angie scrambles out of the bed behind the other woman.

Scarlett stands in the doorway, hand out, waiting for their phones.

Redix STILL isn’t moving.

But I am. To his side. His color. It’s pale. His breath? The wild life that screams from his beautiful lungs? I can’t see it.

“Redix?” It’s training. Instinct. I check his pulse, trying to find it while tears start falling because…

I can’t.

“What did he take?” I aim my gun back at Angie, my vision smearing with agony.

“Nothing.” Angie’s eyes are suddenly wide and scared.

“Bullshit!” My aim is perfect, my fury uncontrolled. “I will fill you with fucking lead; you pill-poppin’ bitch. Now tell me!”

Her feet shuffle, bloodshot eyes flicking to her Prada bag on the floor while her hand shakes in front of her shorn pussy.

“What did you give him!” Pressure, it’s building. On me. On the trigger. I will pull it for him. A million times, I will. “Now! Where’s the bottle you gave him?”

Eric appears behind Scarlett, his face frozen with shock.

“Call nine-one-one,” Scarlett urges him. “Now!”

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