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I opened my eyes and turned my head to look at him. “What the fuck are you talking about? My fucking subconscious is not this creative.”
He scowled. “Carmichael explained it in more detail. He picked up that we fucking hate her and of course had no idea we knew her. She didn’t say anything because she doesn’t remember shit.”
Amnesia? I had to process this. That girl had fucked with my head. No, she’d fucking ripped out my heart. After her, I’d never given anyone else the chance to get close enough to matter. My life was good. I’d gotten what I’d wanted. The Hugheses trusted me and let me in the family. This was what I was meant to do, and for a moment, I had almost let that bitch take it away from me. I didn’t love her—that emotion was bullshit. She had been an obsession I couldn’t shake, even when she fucked me over. It had taken me too long to get her out of my head.
“Question is, can you handle her staying? You need someone who can take care of you during the day, and for now, she’s all we’ve got.”
Could I handle seeing her? She didn’t mean shit to me anymore. Whatever I’d felt for her had been dead for years. If she didn’t remember anything, then what the fuck did it matter if she was here?
“I don’t give a fuck. I just need to get this shit healed so I can get out of this fucking bed and go kill the fuckers who put me here.”
“She doesn’t act like the same person,” Huck pointed out. “Just want to make sure where your head is. Where Shiloh Ellis is concerned … well, she was your crazy trigger.”
He paused, and I knew what he was fucking thinking. That was no longer the case. She didn’t hold that power over me anymore.
“Not anymore. That shit is dead.”
Huck nodded. “All right. Then, until we get a replacement, she stays.”
He turned and walked out of the room, and I stared at the ceiling. She might not remember, but I did. I wasn’t that stupid pussy-whipped kid anymore. Life had changed.
Eight Years Ago
“Who the fuck is she?” The beer in my hand paused as I stared at the hottest piece of ass I’d ever laid eyes on.
“Jailbait,” Huck replied.
“There’s no way. The one with black hair, fucking killer tits, and legs I want wrapped around my waist.”
“I know who you’re talking about. Jackson’s girlfriend. Why the fuck he has a girlfriend, I don’t know. He could have different pussy every day. He’s leaving for Georgia in a week, and when he’s the quarterback for an SEC team next year, he’s gonna have pussy thrown at him.”
I smirked. He might be a football star, but he was still a kid. The only reason he got invited to the parties we had was because of his football status and his father’s connection with the Hugheses.
“Get that fucking grin off your face. She’s sixteen years old. Stay the fuck away from her,” Huck said before standing up.
Sixteen? Shit. Remembering Jackson had just graduated high school was hard. He was six foot four and had fucking facial hair.
I started to look away from her and go find some other bitch to suck my dick when blue eyes locked with mine. Fuck me. It felt like I’d been kicked in the chest. That was just fucking cruel. Sixteen? Fuck! I needed to look elsewhere, but damn if I could bring myself to.
Her full red lips turned up, and a dimple appeared. This might be the first time I’d gotten a hard-on over a fucking dimple. Jesus Christ, she was smoking hot. They had not made sixteen-year-old girls like that when I was in high school.
She turned her head to look up at Jackson, and I instantly tensed up. Like I had the right to be pissed she was talking to her boyfriend. But damn if my hands didn’t ball up into fists and my heart didn’t start hammering. Yeah, I was gonna need to go fuck someone and forget about that one. She was trouble I didn’t need. My dad was already pissed off about having to get me out of jail last week for public indecency.
“You look lonely.” Natalia—or was it Talia?—straddled me and sat down in my lap, facing me.
Distraction. She’d make a good one.
I put my hands on her waist and grinned at her. “You wanna fix that?”
She bit her bottom lip and nodded. The girl was a favorite around here. Especially since she could take on me and Levi at the same time.
I slid my hands up and cupped her tits. “My cock needs sucked,” I told her before pulling down one side of her bikini top and rubbing her nipple.
She moaned and slid her hips forward until her pussy was over my hard cock.
“Talia, looks like that pregnancy didn’t slow you down any.”
My fucking cock jerked from the delicate, sweet sound. The girl in my arms tensed, but my attention wasn’t on her anymore. My eyes locked on the owner of the voice that reminded me of fucking honey or an expensive bourbon. Those damn crystal-clear blue eyes met mine, and I could see the mischievous glint that she wasn’t even trying to hide.
