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All day. This conversation about Sal and Fury going rogue had been going on all damn day. To say this situation was awkward was an understatement, but Angelina was pushing through.
She tried to appear calm. It was clear Fury didn’t care who saw their PDA, because through the whole evening he was touching her hip, brushing her hair off her shoulder, and acting so out of character, at least in the way she’d seen him so far.
But it was nice, and she liked having him like this, showing that he cared about her.
He does care about you, at least he’s said as much.
She didn’t know what exactly was going on, especially between her and Fury. The guys didn’t say more than a few words here and there, but she was okay with that, because Angelina didn’t know what to say about this either.
This was a fucked-up situation for sure, and even after Fury explained everything to the guys, told them about why he’d brought her here … how he’d gotten her to the cabin, the tension was still awkward.
“I spoke with Shorty,” the one named Birdie said.
Angelina was in the kitchen cleaning up, keeping busy, but she was casting glances at the guys in the living room. They looked tense.
“They pissed about this whole thing, about me going rogue?” Fury asked, but he didn’t seem apologetic, and Angelina had a feeling he already knew they’d be upset.
He glanced over at her as if he felt her stare, gave her a wink, and focused on Birdie again.
How damn strange I feel this hard up for him after everything.
But knowing that, and common sense telling her that he was dangerous, kidnapped her, and wanted to use her to get back at her father, things had worked out differently.
He hadn’t hurt her, not even after she escaped.
Yes, she’d gotten into bed with him pretty damn fast. He might have forcefully seduced her, but she loved every second of it.
“Dude, you know they are. You went behind everyone’s back, went all rogue and shit.”
Fury didn’t say anything after that, just exhaled and nodded. “Yeah, but I had to do what I felt was right. I had to do what I needed in order to protect the club.”
There had been a lot of cursing and arguing after Fury told them everything. The fact the rest of the MC were on their way to the cabin, according to Stone, had Angelina feeling like she was stuck in the center of a shit storm and there was no way to escape.
But I don’t want to escape.
She stared at Fury, felt her heart pick up speed at the sight of him. Just looking at him made her adrenaline pump through her veins, had this warmth moving through her. She’d never felt this way about anyone.That has to account for something, right?
“You want to go after Sal, we have your back, man. You’re our Prez,” Stone said, his voice hard, unwavering. “Didn’t you think we wanted the fucker in the ground, too?” Stone glanced her way after he said that, but he didn’t look like he was sorry she heard.
She wasn’t sorry either, didn’t even care. Maybe it was cold and heartless of her, but Sal had never been a father to her, and she’d never felt a connection to him.
She’d been afraid of his power, of the bodies he left in his wake, and all she’d ever wanted was to run from him and that life.
“Listen, I’m tired as fuck and hurting. The club will be here at sunup. Let’s finish this then.” Birdie stood after he finished speaking. “I’m taking one of the rooms. I assume Fury will shack up with Ang,” he glanced her way, “so Stone, you’re taking the couch, man.”
Birdie left the living room without saying anything else, and the three of them stood there, not speaking, and the awkwardness a little tight.
“Come on, baby.” Fury held his hand out to her. Feeling a little weird at the endearment from him in front of Stone, she walked over to Fury and placed her hand in his.
With one last look at Stone, who, like his name, stood there unmoving, she headed to Fury’s room. Before the door shut, they could hear shouting coming from down the hall.
“Dude, a lock on the wall and chains on the ground?” Birdie hollered out. “You are fucked up.” The door slammed shut, and Angelina couldn’t help her chuckle. It wasn’t one of amusement, but one of nervousness.
She shut the door and leaned against it, watching as Fury started getting undressed.
“This is weird as hell.”
