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“I have to.”
“You were happy with Barrett, weren’t you? I know you were. Hell, I heard you even helped him start up a charity.”
“I was happy with him,” I admit. “But now I don’t know if he wanted to be with me or if you made him.”
“What?”
“Keep her safe or it’s open season on the Savage Kings,”I quote his handwritten note to Barrett.
“That man would’ve done anything to protect you, baby girl. He didn’t need my threat hanging over his head to do it. He wanted to be with you.”
“Then why did you threaten him? Their MC?”
“I thought they were going to try and shut my club down. I couldn’t let that happen. You know how many men depend on their place in the Devil Hounds.”
“Maybe that’s the truth, maybe not. It’s impossible to believeanything that comes out of your mouth,” I tell him before I walk back to my car.
Since I’ve reached the maximum amount of hurt and anger for the day, I decide to suck it up and go on back to Barrett’s house to get my things. I stormed out earlier before I packed.
Hopefully, Bear won’t be home, and I can be in and out without another confrontation.
The garage is closed when I pull up, so I can’t see how many bikes are currently home.
RJ thankfully answers the door since I didn’t feel right using the key Barrett gave me. There’s a white bandage still wrapped around his head.
“Hey, how are you feeling?” I ask him with a wince. I may be angry at his brother, but RJ nearly died to protect me, just like Thane.
“I’m good. Few headaches here and there, but no biggie.”
“I’m so sorry that happened to you, RJ.”
“It wasn’t your fault,” he says with a smile. “Bear’s not here. He’s –”
“That’s good,” I interrupt him. “I didn’t come to see him; I just need to grab some things from his room and see Thane if that’s okay?”
RJ holds open the door. “Go for it.”
“Thanks.”
Going straight to the spare room, I push open the cracked door, finding Thane in bed, cramming his face with chips.
“You’re gonna get crumbs in the sheets,” I tell him with as much of a smile as I can manage.
“It’s not my bed or my sheets,” he replies. “What’s up with you? You look like you’ve been crying.”
“Bear and I had an argument. I think it’s over.”
“Oh. Damn. Sorry, Ly.”
“Then my father was being a dick like usual.”
“Eh, what else is new?”
“How are you feeling?”
“Great. If I had a home to go back to, I would, but I lost my place when I didn’t pay last month’s rent or answer my phone.”
“Shit, I’m so sorry, Thane.”
