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Sensing my inner thoughts, Harlem gives me a squeeze on the shoulder. “It’s under control.”
“Is it?” I give him a look.
“Well, it’s been fun, y'all,” Manny says, giving us a salute. “But I’d better get back with the drinks, or the girls will come looking for me.”
“Don’t tell anyone we’re here.” I shove a finger at him.
He rolls his eyes. “Okay, big guy, but it’s not like y’all don’t stick out like a sore thumb.”
I glare after him as he takes off. He does have a point.
“Time for everyone to fuck off,” I say in no uncertain terms as I turn to the others. “Got shit to do and you’re holdin’ me up.”
“Gonna head out to The Vault anyway,” Jett says. “Busy night and only got Brew and Riot on the door.”
Rock gives me a chin lift. “Need me to keep you company?”
I give him a look. “Think I’ve got it.”
“I dunno, Luna can be a handful.”
I narrow my eyes. “In what way?”
“In every way, bro. But that’s not really for me to say.”
“Don’t worry about him,” Nevada pipes up. “He’s just pissed that he doesn’t get to watch the show.”
“Fuck you,” Rock throws back. “Gonna watch the show over at The Vault.”
I keep staring at Rock, trying to work out if something is going on with him and Luna.
I know I can’t keep doing this to myself.
Harlem’s words whisper to me every time I fuckin’ think about her and someone else. It’s inevitable, but I’ll be damned if it’s gonna be with another brother. Not on my watch.
I can’t sit back and watch that shit fly. I’d kill a man.
Plus, now I’ve ordered and paid for Luna’s new car, I’m realizing that it was probably a mistake. I’m gonna have to broach it from a different angle so she’ll take the damn thing.
It annoys the fuck out of me that her own father doesn’t help her more. He’s a multi-millionaire. She’s heiress to a fuckin’ fortune at Shields Insurance, but I’ll guess that he doesn’t give her shit.
If he did, I wouldn’t be buying houses for her and pretending she can afford it on her meager wages. Goddamn fuckin’ asshole.
The difference between me and her old man is that I actually care. I may have a funny way of showing it, but at least I’m here. Unlike him.
I know how much it pains Luna that her dad isn’t in her life and how much she wants to try to have a relationship with him, but what he did to her mom weighs heavily on her mind. Not that Lisa has ever kept Luna away from her pops. On the contrary. She’s the most selfless woman I know. She’d never want that.
“Knock yourself out,” I say to Rock.
He gives me a smirk, realizing that he’s getting under my skin.
I’ve a goddamn mind to take him the fuck outside and have it out if he thinks he knows something about Luna that I don’t. He doesn’t know shit.
When I glance at Harlem, he has a pointed look on his face. He’s fully aware. He’s the one true best friend I have, and I can’t hide much from him.
He’s probably gonna tell me that I need to pull my finger out of my ass. Either walk away fully from Luna and let her live her life, or do something about it.
I’m still undecided which, but staying away from her fully is impossible when we’re technically family.
