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“I don’t care about that.” I swat his hand away, making him growl right in my face. “Why did you say girlfriend? Since when?”
Not that I’m opposed to the idea…
Yes! I’m very opposed to the idea.
Right?
He leans his head back and runs his hands through his hair. “Look, I think we should talk about—”
“Jackson? Sorry.” Easton turns the corner with Aziel on his heels. He looks extremely uncomfortable. “Sorry, but we need to talk for a minute, Jackson.”
I look from Easton, to Jackson, to Aziel. They each seem a bit tense, and it makes me worry.
“Is everything okay?” I speak up, starting to sweat.
“We’re fine. Go to Rose, would you? She’s probably getting into some kind of trouble by herself.” Easton says, nodding his head in aget the fuck out of heregesture.
I look at Jackson, and he, too, nods for me to leave.
I deflate. “We’re not done with this conversation.”
Turning on my heels, I leave the men behind and once I’m far enough away, look over my shoulder and see them walking through one of the doors with a few other members.
“Hey, you all right?” Rose says, still sitting on the same bench from before.
I sit down next to her, glancing at everyone around me. No one seems to be paying much attention to us. They must have realized we’re no one of interest to them.
Good.
“I’m fine. Shit, did you see…?”
“West? Yes! He looks just like…”
“Logan.” We both say at the same time, becoming quiet when Logan comes to mind. A black cloud of grief falls over us and takes the light away. It’s like saying his name aloud brings back the heartache full force. In my mind, he’s just a memory. When his name is spoken, it brings his death to light.
It makes my nightmare a reality.
“I’m sorry. I can’t imagine what you must be feeling right now.”
“No, you can’t. Because even I don’t know what I’m feeling.” I run a hand over my face. “Fuck, I just… my mind is so confused right now, with Jackson and everything. Then having these feelings about Logan just mess everything up. I’m just so confused.” I wipe a stray tear as it falls down my cheek. “And I’m really thirsty and Jackson threw my water away.” I sniffle.
Rose chuckles. “Oh, Cara. Come on, let’s go find you something to drink.”
We stand up and walk over to a separate set of coolers than the one with all the beer. There’s a group of men standing around these ones, and although they have cuts on like everyone else, these ones seem different than Aziel’s.”
“Excuse me.” Rose says when we get close enough. “Just looking for a water.” Rose and her fucking manners she grew up with. Yeesh.
All five men turn around and give us the leeriest looks I think a person could get.
“Well, hiya darling.” The guy in front says.
“Hi, I’m just looking for a water for my friend.”
“Water? You sure you don’t want nothin’ stronger? I could go have Barbi pour us a round of shots.” This man is so tall I have to crank my neck back at an uncomfortable angle just to see him. He’s got a black cut on it with a vibrant colored snake on the back, but there are no patches on the front. It makes me question whether he’s affiliated with The Seven or some other gang. Or maybe he’s a stray coming around to get some ass.
His brownish gray hair is pulled back into a scraggly pony at the base of his head. He looks to be in his late forties, and where Lynx looks rugged for his age, this man looks weathered.
I glance over at Rose and see her pale face and body tense, giving away her discomfort. It doesn’t surprise me. Rose has had enough perverts leer at her in her lifetime.
