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“I understand that part. But you never came back. And you betrayed me. Go ahead and deny it.” After five years, there was no way in hell Rocky hadn’t had sex. There was a greater chance lightning would strike us down simultaneously this second than for Rocky to be celibate.
“I did.” His quick admission knocked the air out of me. “And you betrayed me too.”
“After you cheated on me.” My hatred toward him was fueled by jealousy of the other woman I’d heard him with on Valentine’s. Had he returned before Rockson was born, begging for forgiveness, or even soon after his birth, I would’ve forgiven him. I would’ve taken Rocky back in a heartbeat because I’d loved himthatmuch.
“It wasn’t like that. I didn’t cheat on you at first.”
“At first?” I died a little more inside, hearing him own his betrayals.
“It happened after we’d talked on the phone. I wasn’t in my right mind, Ella. I didn’t intentionally cheat on you. I swear. I didn’t know what I was doing.”
“So you were drugged? Forced to have sex with another woman? Held captive? Were you a sex slave? What kept you from coming back?” If he’d been held against his will, drugged, and forced to have sex with other women, I might have compassion for him. But I’d have a hard time believing Rocky wouldn’t have found a way to escape.
“None of that.” He squeezed his head between his hands.
“Wow, okay.” Why were we even discussing this? “Where have you been all this time?”
“Texas.”
“With the woman you were with that day?”
“Yes, but—”
“Get the fuck off my property!” I screamed so loud, my own ears rang. I wouldn’t subject myself to this torture any longer. If he needed to confess and atone for his sins, he could find a freaking priest.
“It’s Vegas’s property, isn’t it?” His jab made me feel pathetic and worthless.
“Does it feel good?” I squared my shoulders, refusing to let him break me more than he already had.
“What?” He glared at me, equally pissed off as me.
“Does it feel good to continue hurting me, to point out how I am owned by the club—no thanks to you, by the way. I’d be a free woman if it weren’t for you claiming me and putting the club’s mark on my hand.” I raised it to show him. “Because ofyou, I fuck those assholes to provide for my child. Do you feel powerful for knocking me down over and over again?”
“That’s not what I’m trying to do. I was a dick for saying that.” He took out a cigarette and lit it.
I shook my head, almost believing he was sincere. “You left me as only half a person when you didn’t return. Pieces of me died. My child hasn’t had his whole mother because of you!”
“Jesus, Ella, I didn’t know.”
“Just stop. I hate you, Rocky Jones. Hate you with a burning passion, the kind that will never die out.”
“Oh yeah? Well, the feeling is mutual!”
“Then why in the fuck are you here? Does your woman know you’re here? Why didn’t you bring her with you?” My pathetic curiosity was getting the better of me.
“She’s not my woman. Never has been.”
“I don’t believe a word out of your filthy mouth.”
“I’m not lying.”
“Then when’s the last time you saw her?”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“When?” I was close to losing all composure. In some ways, Rocky seemed different, but I couldn’t put my finger on what had changed. Others, like his coldness and arrogant attitude or his smell and his voice, were exactly how I’d remembered him.
“A week ago, but it’s not what you think.”
