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Jade: Good. Do I dare ask about D?
Tongue Game: Nope. We will discuss him when I see you, or maybe we won’t. I haven’t decided yet.
Jade: Fine.
Tongue Game: See you soon, Kitten.
I put my phone down. I’m not sure how to feel at the moment. Tonight has been chaotic. Before I can get too deep in thought. Spade enters the room with a bottle of Gentleman Jack, cracking the top and taking a long gulp. He hands me the bottle, and I do the same. He opened the first aid kit and laid out the supplies to stitch me up.
“Have you done this before?” I ask nervously.
“Yes, I have. Too many times to count. We have an on-call doctor, but if I can do it myself, I prefer not to involve him.”
“Is there anything you can’t do? You’re like a Renaissance man,” I chuckle. He smiles.
“There’s plenty of things I can’t do but when it comes to things in the criminal world, there’s very little I can’t do.”
“I’m sorry tonight turned into a shit show; it was supposed to be a fun Friday night involving me kicking ass and relieving some stress,” I sigh.
“BabyGirl, all you needed to do was call me, and I could relieve any stress you had,” he licked his lips.
“I know but bones breaking under my fists and blood spewing from the body is what I needed. I wanted to let the demon out to play.” he looks at me.
“I know exactly how you feel, baby.”
He easily threads the needle, takes the antiseptic, and cleans my wound. I take a swig of the Jack, ready for the pain.
“Alright Babygirl, you need at least thirteen stitches, maybe more. I’m not an expert at this. You will probably have a gnarly scar but I’ll try to make it as perfect as I can. No promises though.”
“It’s fine. I’m used to the scars. The downfall of the job description,” I laugh.
He laughs as well, shaking his head. As he stitches me up, our conversation flows easily. There’s no judgment; he understands and listens, not just talk about himself or what he wants or needs. He is attentive and caring. I admire him.
“Babygirl, What’s your deal with D’mitri?”
Groaning, I take a swig of the Jack.
“Spade, there isn’t enough time in the day or maybe this lifetime to explain the inner workings of my relationship with him. But what I can tell you is that I’m done with him. I’ve been done with him for a while and after tonight I know there will be consequences to the video you sent. There’s no coming back from that. He will kill me but luckily I’m the club president’s daughter so if he values his life, he will just stay away. Before I left for the academy I caught him with a crow-eater and I blew her head off. He hasn’t gotten a clue since. He’s constantly texting me, ordering me to stay away from Dario and telling me I’m his. I’m really not though. I’m not his girl, his old lady, nothing. He just doesn’t want to see it. Yes, he has a minor hold on me. I won’t lie, he does. Something traumatic happened two years ago hence the burns marks and slashes on my body. He was the only one there for me. He healed me, but not howyou think. I’m not the same person I once was. I’m much more lethal and dangerous now. My impulses take over and the blood-lust that rages through my veins will get me killed one day. But D’mitri, when the time comes, he’s my kill. On my terms. No one will take that away from me and if they do, I will put a bullet in their skull.”
“Okay. I understand. But I need you to know I will never back down from him. I won’t let him take what is not rightfully his. I’m unsure what is happening between us, but I’m not going anywhere. What we have right here.” He places his hand over my heart and takes mine, putting it on his.
“This right here is real. No matter what,” I nod; whymust he be so sweet and make me swoon for him? Fucking Spade.
He puts the last stitch in, tying and cutting the ends. Clean the wound again and cover it with gauze and tape.
“This needs to be cleaned multiple times a day. I’m sure you already know this, but I need to say it out loud.”
He kisses the wound. “She deserved it. If you didn’t, I would have” he kisses my forehead.
Grabbing all the bloody stuff, throwing it in the trash, and cleaning up all the medical supplies. Washing his hands, he looks over at me and smiles.
“So Babygirl. I know what I’m going to ask is a touchy subject but will you ever tell me how you obtained your scars?”
I still, taking a long gulp of the Jack, “Maybe one day baby, but today isn’t that day. Can you respect that and let it go for now?”
“Yes Babygirl, I can. Now let’s go smoke.”
I chuckle as he grips my hips, lifting me off the counter. Wrapping my legs around him, I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him.
