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He just snorts, "Look at them; they're acting like dad never fathered another child, then deny paternity, and Momma's sitting there all smiling like she didn't offer a man $100,000 for my little sister." He turns to look at me, his eyes full of pain. "Don't you think it's strange that when she was four years old, Momma offered the money, and that same year, her father left?"
I look at them; they're in their own little world, all loved up, not realizing the torment their son's going through. "No, brother, I don't think it's strange, and it's definitely not a coincidence either."
He nods. "That's what I thought." He sighs, running a hand through his hair. "It's a piss take; two days ago, she came here to see you, and Dad called out to her like it was normal, like he didn't deny her paternity; I mean, who fucking does that?"
I frown. "Melanie came here two days ago."
He nods. "Yeah, but I think you were already getting ready to roll out."
Fuck, I sigh, placing my cup in the sink before I pat him on the back. "Alright, brother, I'm going to see my girl then. All this shit must be a head case for her."
He nods. "It is for me, so God knows how she feels." He shakes his head. "I'll see you later, brother."
I nod and leave the kitchen, leaving a confused Gunner with his parents. He'll soon perk up when he gets to the bar and sees Leah, our bartender. I've noticed for a while now that they have a thing for each other, so it's only a matter of time until they give in to their feelings.
When I walk through the common room, I see Annalise and go to walk over to her, but she just huffs and walks the opposite way to me, and I sigh. I ignore Clitters' eyes that track me as I walk to the door and fucking pray Annie Girl won't tell Mel about my fuckup because Axel's right; if I lose her, then I'm gone.
I get to the hospital about twenty minutes later, and I grin at the prospect of finally seeing my girl. The guilt is still there, and I know it probably alwayswill be, but I can't lose her; she made it perfectly clear: no other women; it's the only fucking rule she gave me, and I broke it and probably her trust too.
She can't find out.
I get to the reception desk and grin wide. "Hey Cilia, how's George doing?"
She smiles at me, her brown eyes sparkling. "He's doing better, thanks, Dagger. Mel's working in the E.R. today, darling."
I grin at her and thank her before heading to find my woman. Cilia is a lovely woman in her 70s who always puts a smile on your face. Mel loves her, and I can't blame her; the woman's an angel. When I get to the E.R., Cassidy intercepts me, grabbing my arm, and I instantly tense before ripping my arm out of her clutch, and she scowls.
"Seriously?"
She sneers, and I scowl back before going around her and looking around the E.R. It's flittered with patients, but not my woman. I turn to the desk to ask the receptionist where she is, but I find my woman doing paperwork instead. Her back's to me, and she's writing something down. I grin before I sneak up behind her, and I wrap my arms around her waist, smelling her strawberry scent, finally feeling at home.
She tenses, and I smile before rasping in her ear.
"I've missed you, Precious."
She tenses even more, and I furrow my brows as she gets out of my hold. Cassidy has now sat at the desk and is scowling at my woman. At the same time, Meghan, Mel's friend, walks up beside her and narrows her eyes at me. I start to feel pissed at her reaction to me before my words escape my mouth without realizing the consequences.
"What's going on, Mel? I have been waiting to hear from you for nearly three weeks, and you're acting off with me? Shouldn't it be me pissed that you ignored me, not the other way around?"
Ok, that came out completely wrong because I fucking cheated, but it doesn't make sense for her reaction unless she knows, and there's no way she does because Axel would have pre-warned me.
right?
Chapter 16
Melanie
I'm looking at the man I've fallen in love with in shock. Seriously, he cannot be this fucking thick. He cheated on me, and he thinks he has a right to be pissed at me?
Rage overtakes my body, my phone burning in my pocket. A text from an unknown number warning me to stay away from 'her' man with a picture of the same woman he let touch him with her mouth sprawled naked on his bed, then another picture of him walking into the room in nothing but a fucking towel, and he has the fucking balls to stand there looking pissed at me for ignoring him.
I scoff and shake my head before going around him to head for my break. He can go fuck himself, or better yet, he can go fuck that bitch.
Shit.
A lump forms in my throat, and my eyes start to sting. Damn him!
I clear my throat and keep walking, but just as I get past the storage closet, he grabs my arm and pulls me inside, slamming the door behind us. I look around and snort before raising a brow at him. "Really?"
