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I never stayed on the phone long enough for Da to trace my location.
With the picture frame of the little girl on the dresser, it was easy to understand I was in her da’s bed. I asked Lu why.
“Uh… your sacrifices, to get intel on your sister. Prez, he, umm—” Lu rose from his chair, changing his mind about explaining further. “I’m his VP and advised this is the best place for you.”
Getting out of bed, I told Lu I wanted to leave.
“Not an option,” he promised, walking toward the door.
That pissed me off. Since they didn’t have Maeve, I needed to get back on the road.
“Get back in bed. You’re about to drop again.”
Even though I was seeing stars, I glared and stayed on my feet.
From over his shoulder, Lu smiled, as if impressed. “Fiery Tierney. Boy, the kid got that right.”
As he opened the door, I vowed me being in his President’s bed didn’t mean I was having sex with him.
Surprisingly, his smile faded. Something sad lingered behind his brown eyes. “No, unfortunately, you won’t.”
As soon as the door shut, I fell forward, catching myself on the mattress. Since I heard the door lock, and I was still exhausted, I decided to fight my way out later and get some much-needed rest. Yes, I was being detained against my will, but it wasn’t the first time. Yet, it was the first time, in years I actually sensed I was safe.
Makes no sense, but I believe in the holy spirit… and closed my eyes.
By the time the door reopened, I was sitting in the bed, writing in my journal with a pen I found on a nightstand. I could no longer sleep because there was music playing so loud out in the clubhouse, it was impossible to ignore. The music only got louder as Legend entered the room, slightly intoxicated.
Okay, he was drunk.
He shut the door, locked it, and slurred a little while saying, “They will quiet down soon. A much-needed break for the boys.”
I eyed him, silently telling him I wasn’t going to be his ‘much-needed break’.
Stumbling a drunk step, he laughed. “I don’t rape surrrr stop looking at me like dat-that.” He chuckled while announcing to the ceiling, “Aaaaaall beds needed.” He did a comical bow-chica-wow-wow song before adding, “Dats-That’s the only reason Dag wants you in here.” He hiccupped, taking off his cut, then added, “And all the women outside the door are of age and more than willing.” Even drunk, he treated his cut with respect by laying it over a chair. “Soooo—” hiccup, “—no more accusing me of stealing children.” Unrolling a blanket on the floor, Legend glared at me then scoffed, “My ol’ friends gang up on me at times. They get foolish notions in their heads.” He drunk-waved a hand in the air.
I had no idea what his comment meant. Nor did I know why a Prez was not making me sleep on the floor so he could be in his bed. I no longer had an IV in my arm. A doctor had removed it after giving me a pelvic exam and testing me for STDs. I was heartbroken with the news I can’t have children due to… damage done.
Hiccup! “I’ve slept in worse places. Don’t you fear,” Legend assured.
A little apprehensive about taking the man’s bed and hoping he didn’t try to reclaim it later in the night, I settled back against the pillow, asking why he wasn’t joining in on the evening’s ‘festivities’.
“Eh, don’t like them,” he lied.
I didn’t call him out on it. We all have our reasons for certain things, and his were none of my business, even though my curiosity was stirred.
Itching at the band-aid to protect where the IV was, I teased about Lynx no longer wanting me in his room.
“You don’t need to be around that grumpy man-whore,” he grumbled.
Thinking of how Lynx spoke to Dagger versus his own da, I asked Legend if the kid had it out for him.
“Kid?” Legend questioned as he sat, fell, to the blanket. “Doesn’t that make you one, too?”
Solemnly, I shrugged, telling Legend my life stole all the kid traits I once had.
After a sigh that held remorse, he shared, “Unfortunately, the same could be said for him.”
Legend had me throw him a spare pillow. Then instructed me to turn off the lamp next to me.
