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“A gun? What the fuck for?” he demands.
Arching a brow, I cross my arms over my chest and glare at him, just for a moment. For a second, I contemplate telling him that it doesn’t matter, it’s not his business, and to forget it, and I’ll get one somewhere else.
But I don’t.
Mainly because I’m a glutton for punishment and I don’t care if he spent the past few days with her. I still want him to want me, too. Mainly because I want every single part of him. I’m not sure why I thought that I could live this life without him.
I know that I’m broken, that I’m not like other women, but I still want him to love me.
To need me.
To desire me.
“Dutch walked into the back door today. He didn’t have to break in because I’ve had to keep that door unlocked. He said he knows that you’re doing something to their product and that I’ll have to pay for it. Next time he comes into our home, he won’t leave without me. So, I want a gun and keys. Maybe an alarm system, too.”
The words spill out in a rush. And when I’m finished, I feel breathless as I wait for his reaction. It’s a slow reaction. He blinks a few times, then his entire body jerks as if he’s just taken in and processed everything I’ve said.
“You’ve got to be shitting me,” he growls.
It’s my turn to just stand in front of him blinking, except my words come out a bit quicker than his. “No, I’m not shitting you,” I say. “He is angry. Cyrus is dead. Something is wrong with their product, and he’s going to do what he does best and take it out on me.”
“The fuck he will,” he barks.
Itch’s cheeks are bright red, and there is a vein in his forehead that starts to pulse. I continue to stare at him, wondering what the hell I just did. Maybe I shouldn’t have said anything at all. I should have kept my mouth shut and just had someone come over and re-key the house, then got a gun from somewhere else, but now I’m stuck because I’ve already opened my stupid mouth.
“You’re on fucking lockdown,” he snaps. “Stay the fuck right here. You move, and I’ll beat your ass.”
Then he just walks right past me, opens the door, slams it closed, and I’m left feeling nothing except regret as I stare at the closed door. I stand, unmoving, just as he’s ordered for about five minutes, then my feet finally become unstuck from the floor and my entire body jolts before I decide to move.
When I do, I regret the high heels I put on because I can’t run anywhere. But I’m also not going to walk around this place barefoot, so I take my time moving through the hall and into the bar.
That’s when I see him. Itch is standing in front of Legacy, Agony on one side, and Roadkill on the other. They’re standing close together, deep in conversation. Glancing around the room, I try to find Reese, but she’s nowhere to be seen.
I feel someone watching me. Turning my head slowly, I find her. Tempt. She’s got a smile on her face, one that is more of a smirk than anything else, and she is focused on me and only me.
This girl is a problem, nothing but a problem, and I wish she would vanish. Like straight up disappear. She doesn’t say anything while she stares at me in an almost challenging way. Then her lips curve up into a small smile. It’s an evil one, and I am ever more convinced that Reese is probably right and she’s not even pregnant.
“They’re having a little meeting about you, aren’t they? I have a feeling you’re on your way out.”
Her words are meant to wound, but they don’t. “He wasn’t with you the past week, was he? Despite you trying your hardest. How many times did you claim that you thought something was wrong with the baby?” I ask.
She narrows her eyes, her lips pressing together in a thin like as she stares at me. I don’t care, though. She can be angry all she wants. I literally care absolutely nothing about this woman or how she feels.
It’s cold of me to say that, but in this moment, I am concerned with myself and my future. She’s here to play games, and I’m here to survive. We are not the same. Taking a step backward, I turn from her and decide to go back into the bedroom to wait for Itch the way he demanded.
I don’t get far. I feel fingers grip the back of my hair, and before I can take another step forward, my entire body is jerked backward, and I fall onto the floor with a hard slam. The world around me freezes.
ChapterTwenty-Nine
ITCH
When I heartwo women scream, I spin around to see Reese and Kiplyn standing just a few feet away from Tempt and Piper on the floor. I am unable to move, staring at them as Tempt climbs on top of Piper, and she rears one of her arms backward, her hand balling into a fist.
That move right there, that causes me to leap forward, and before Tempt can slam her fist into Piper’s face, I pull her off her body.
Turning to Legacy, I bark an order, something that I should never do to my president, especially in the middle of the party, in the clubhouse, but I am up to my fucking eyeballs with this bitch. She’s been calling and texting me non-stop, making up shit and trying to force me to spend time with her. And I haven’t forgotten how she went to the salon and started shit there with Piper.
“Get me a fucking doctor. We’re going to find out the truth here and goddamn now,” I roar as I drag her away.
