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“I suggest you back away, lady,” Beast advises, climbing off the back of his bike and taking me with him. Our movements are flawless as he maneuvers us like so. When he positions himself in front of me, he speaks directly to the officer. “Bryant, want to explain what you all are doing here at my woman’s house?”
“Your woman?” Officer Bryant cocks a brow. “I was told this was Cordell Barker’s fiancée’s home.”
“You would be mistaken,” Beast grunts and squeezes my hand. “Bristol isn’t Cordell’s fiancée, she’s mine.”
Oh my God. He did not just say that.
“Excuse me. That is a lie.” Mom seethes.
“Not a lie, lady. Her father gave me his blessing and all. I can call him right now if you’d like and let him tell you himself.”Beast surprises me, though it honestly shouldn’t. Beast knows what he’s doing, and I trust him.
“That bastard. He has no right to give any blessings after what he’s done.” I watch as my mother’s expression contorts, and she steps forward.
Officer Bryant steps in front of her. “Ma’am, I’ll ask you to calm down and step back so we can get this matter sorted.”
“There’s nothing to settle here, Bryant,” Beast remarks.
“You might think that, but there’s more to discuss, such as Bristol’s missing sister. Do either of you know where she might be?”
I bite my tongue to keep from speaking out and let Beast handle this.
“We haven’t seen or heard from Bristol’s sister since Monday last week when she and their mother came here to cause a scene as her mother is doing now,” Beast answers, his voice calm and cool, but I felt the tension in his body. “Bristol doesn’t have much of a relationship with any of her family, and they all are aware of this, so why would her sister be in contact?”
“Right.” Officer Bryant grunts, nodding. “If you do see or hear from Giselle, think you can let these folks know?”
“Not my business or my woman’s,” I remark, making it known to Byrant that I sure as hell wouldn’t be telling them shit without saying it outright. I know the game and I’m not about to give them an inclination into what they want.
“Officer, I’m sorry, but even if I did, I wouldn’t call any of these people,” I mutter, unable to help myself. Stepping fully around Beast but staying where he can wrap an arm around my waist and pull me into his side, I point a finger in my mother’s direction while speaking further to the police officer.
“For one, I don’t have a relationship with this woman. No matter what she says or does. Nor do I have anything to do with either of those other two men. I’m not Cordell Barker’s fiancéeor anything to him. As for Ronnie, considering he’s nothing but a piece of shit who thinks his ass smells like a bed of roses, I wouldn’t be surprised if my sister packed up and took off to Aruba or somewhere far away from here just to get away from him. For the record, regardless of a bed of roses or not, an ass still smells like an ass.”
Beast snorts, and Officer Bryant laughs outright.
“Well then, I’ll let you two get on with your night and get these three off your property.” Officer Bryant grins and shakes his head. “But if you do hear from your sister, please contact me,” he says, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a card. “You can reach me on either number on there.”
“Will do.” I take the card, wave it, and shove it in my pocket. “Now, if you’ll excuse me,” I remark, curling deeper into Beast’s side. “My fiancé and I were heading inside to go to bed, if you know what I mean.”I make sure to meet my mother’s glare as I say this last part before Beast guides me away from the group of people in the driveway. He draws a key out of his pocket and unlocks the door. I hadn’t even known he had a key until just now, and I should ask him about it, but I have other things to worry about right now. All of them are more important than a measly key.
Inside, I reach down and unzip my boots from my feet and take them off while Jagger comes to greet me. Barefoot, I scoop my cat in my arms and turn to face Beast as he empties his pockets.
“We’re going to have to warn Giselle,” I whisper.
“I’ll talk to my brothers tomorrow during church about what just went down.” He grunts, looks at the cat in my arms, and shakes his head. “Can’t fuck you if you’re holding the cat, Butterfingers.”
“Well, I guess it’s a good thing we’re not going to be going to bed. We still have things to discuss. You promised.”
“Yeah, I did.” Beast grunts and makes his way through the house to the kitchen, where he opens the refrigerator, snagging one of the beers he bought and put in there. He then pours me a glass of wine. “Sit down, baby.”
Silently, I curl into the corner of my couch and accept the glass from him as he joins me. Jagger meows and leaves me to sit in Beast’s lap. The little traitor that he is.
Beast drinks half his beer before he finally sets it down and meets my gaze as he starts talking. “You know who my brother is and that I come from a family much similar to yours. Growing up, it was fine living there. That is until I found out a few things I didn’t want to know.” The way he shakes his head and lets out a breath has my gut tightening. “My mother’s side of the family is from royalty.”
“What?” I breathe, eyes widening in surprise.
“I don’t want to get into it and how that all is, but my grandmother turned her back on her family, and married my grandfather. He was killed just a couple years later after my mother was born. Out of fear, my grandmother made a deal with them that if they left her alone, then she’d ensure her firstborn grandson would be theirs so long as they left her and her daughter alone.”
“Oh my God.” I can’t believe what I’m hearing.
“Anyway, my mother and father married, and I’m the firstborn. My grandmother kept this all a secret until after my first birthday. My mother’s cousin evidently came to collect me, and that caused problems within the family. My father and grandfather, they weren’t about to give me over to anyone. My mother refused to let me go. She’d been devastated, so much so she refused to speak to her mother, and because of this, my grandmother killed herself.
