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Hunter waves me off and goes back to Hangman. “My sister is someone I want to get to know better, I only had that brief chance to know her when I took her. I want to meet her properly, that’s my only expectation with this meeting to be honest. I just want to know my sister.”
“And stay the fuck away from Anara,” Dirty growls.
“Of course,” Hunter replies, looking at him with a grin. “Anyways, I’ll let you think about that, text me with an answer soon. In the meantime, I’ll dig into your little Mayor problem.” With that he leaves, taking his men with him.
“You trust him?” I ask Hangman.
“No, but we’ll see how things turn out. I want them watched.”
“Got it, Pres,” Gunner says, getting up and heading out of the restaurant.
“What was that shit? What’d he help you with?” I ask him.
Hangman runs a hand over his beard and sighs. “When Melissa first came here, I was happy. She was getting with Slammer and shit was good. Then Dray turns back up in town. I was worried he would take my kid away from me, so I hired Hunter to take him out.” Shit, that drug bust that Dray, Melissa’s ex, went on and was gunned down at was all Hangman’s doing.
“And Melissa doesn’t know?” I wouldn’t think that would go down well. Melissa was considering being with both Slammer and Dray. Couldn’t choose between them until that choice was taken away from her.
“Of course not, I ain’t fucking dumb, man.” He slams a hand down on the table. Dirty doesn’t say a word but I can tell he wants to say something. “Don’t tell anyone that shit, it’s something I’ll take to my grave. Anyways, let’s get the fuck outta here, I got a woman at home and a dick that needs sucking.”
Chapter Twenty-four
Jennifer
Waking up to a soreneck, I realize that I fell asleep on the couch in an awkward position next to Kara, who is curled up on my lap. I smell coffee and bacon coming from the kitchen. I decide to get up, moving Kara slightly so I don’t wake her and tuck her in. Giving her a soft smile, I move away and into the kitchen.
Rage is there, standing over the stove with his top off. When he turns around my stomach sinks. He’s got scratch marks covering his chest and stomach. Jordan really must have had a fun time with him last night.
My anger comes back full force and I turn away from Rage, heading upstairs to the bedroom to get dressed for the day. Maybe giving Jordan some extra chores today will help me feel better. Even with Hangman’s new rules, woman now have the option of sleeping with the brothers, Jordan still went for my man.
Once I’m dressed, I head out and notice that Weston is still sleeping. Peeking into his room, I turn on his light. “Hey, kid, sorry to do this but you have school.”
“Mhm, thanks,” he says, face buried in his pillow. I smile and walk back downstairs, the smile fading because I’m dreading having a talk with Rage.
Once in the kitchen, I notice he is now cracking eggs. Nothing hotter than a man who can cook; too bad I’m angry with him right now. “Morning,” he says, turning to me.
“Yeah,” I mumble, not really wanting to say much. I get myself a cup of coffee and place it on the counter to get the milk. Rage comes up behind me, his face going into my hair.
