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“I’d have gone, and she’d have been tag-teamed by the two of you,” I snarled, shoving off from the wall I’d been leaning on and stalking toward the bar.
“Hey,” he called out. “You said that was off-limits. What? You don’t trust us?” Gage called out as I walked away from him.
Yeah, I fucking trusted them with my life. They were my brothers. The ones I had killed beside, the most loyal sons of bitches I’d ever known. But I didn’t trust her. She liked men, and she liked sex. It had been clear when she’d let me eat her like a damn buffet, not caring that I was her dead fiancé’s brother.
“Okay, who the hell made this crab dip? It’s the best shit I’ve ever put in my mouth,” Red’s loud mouth bellowed as he walked out of the kitchen.
“We replaced Gina,” Gage replied. “You should see what we get for breakfast these days.”
Mattia grinned as he walked over toward the bar with an empty glass. “The brunette, right? I got me a look at that. I approve. Got a fucking boner over that ass. Now, I know she can cook too. Shiiit.”
I stiffened and took a step toward him. Gage stepped in front of me.
“Easy,” he said, and I wasn’t sure if he was talking to me or Mattia. “Trinity was Hayes’s fiancée.”
Mattia’s olive skin went pale as his eyes widened. He looked past Gage to me. “Fuck, man. I didn’t mean disrespect. He said y’all replaced Gina, so I thought …” He stopped before going any further.
“No one is fucking her,” I ground out between clenched teeth. Not even me. If I couldn’t fuck the slutty, lying cunt, then no one was getting a piece.
Mattia nodded and turned to go back to the sofa instead of filling his glass.
“If I go in the kitchen to get some of the dip, do you promise not to kill someone if they mention Trinity and her world-class ass?” Gage asked me.
I gave him a warning glance, then went back to watch the next race.
Destiny walked up beside me and wrapped her arm around mine. “Can I get you anything?” she asked, pressing her tits against my arm.
“Later,” I replied.
Ray-Ray’s blow jobs hadn’t helped. Maybe fucking Destiny would.
She pressed a kiss to my bicep because she wasn’t tall enough to reach any further and winked at me. “I’m available whenever you want me.”
No shit. I was relieved when she walked away. I wasn’t currently in the mood for her to lick all over me.
“Not everyone knows about Hayes,” Gage said as he came to stand beside me with his plate of food. “You need to be prepared for some of them to hit on Trinity. Technically, she’s a widow in the family. Even if Hayes chose another path, he was a Kingston. There are those who will see that as Trinity needing another man in the family to take care of her. Sure, you’re the first choice, but if you don’t want that, then …” He stopped talking and put a chip with dip in his mouth.
I shifted my gaze to Gage. “Who the fuck is hitting on her?” I asked, already knowing he was right.
Having her here in front of the others was eating at me. I hated that I cared. Hayes had been so damn good. He’d deserved more than what he’d ended up with. Sure, he’d died before she could crush him, but that didn’t change the fact that I knew it would have happened. She had used him. Poor little brother had been blinded by big brown eyes and a body made for sin.
Gage cut his eyes at me. “Every man here with a dick.”
Fuck.
“Where is she?” I bit out.
Gage finished chewing the food he’d shoved in his mouth. “Kitchen. Making shit that tastes fucking delicious. Wearing shorts that don’t cover her ass. And—” Gage didn’t get to finish that sentence.
I didn’t have time to listen to this. As I stalked toward the kitchen, a ball of rage coiled tight in my chest. Was she trying to get fucked? Or was she looking to replace Hayes? Wanting a man to take care of her? That wasn’t what she was going to get here. They’d take care of her all right, but not the way she had planned with my brother. No fucking white picket fences and Sunday church picnics.
When I walked into the kitchen, my eyes zeroed in on one of the younger men, Bart. He stood too damn close to her as she cut up something in a baking dish. She was smiling at whatever he was saying. She couldn’t stop flashing that damn smile around. I swore to fucking God if Levi got up from the table one more time with a boner, I was going to cut it off.
Did those damn shorts even cover her ass? Why hadn’t she just shown up naked?
“Out!” I roared before I could stop myself.
Bart’s head snapped up, and he tensed, then made his way out of the kitchen without another word. I didn’t have a problem with the kid other than the fact that he was sniffing around pussy that was off-limits to him.
