I slam the door closed behind me and find Mr.Tinkles.I get him in his carrier and grab my father’s keys off the coffee table.I’m going to be sick, but first I need to get out of here.
I storm down the driveway, marching toward them with my kitty in tow.
“Where are you going, Bean?”
“Don’t worry about it.You’ve got your hands full.”
Tawny smirks at me, satisfied with her little outburst and the scene she’s made.Bitch.
“Just wait.We’ll talk about this.All of us.”
I shake my head.“This has nothing to do with me.It’s between the two of you.”Sliding into the driver’s seat, I click the locks and place Mr.Tinkles in the passenger seat.After I adjust the seat and mirrors, I start the vehicle and pull forward and get turned around so I can go around the skanky bitch who just ruined everything.
I can’t be with him knowing she’s having his baby.Ride me like you want to make a baby with me.Those were his words.Did he pull the same shit with her?Lucky for me, I’m on birth control, and the chances of my being pregnant too are less than one percent.
But part of me wanted it.To create a life with him.To be his ol’ lady.It was all so close I could taste it, and now…
I shake my head as he stares at me, looking defeated.“Neva,” he calls out my name as I continue past him.I drive past my father’s driveway and to the clubhouse.My anger keeps me from bursting into tears.The sad part is I’m not even mad at him.I’m pissed at myself for getting so wrapped up in my fantasy of him.Guess he was right.I’m a magnet for trouble.I get halfway down the road when the low air pressure alert sounds for one of the tires.Great.
I pull off on the side of the road and get out.I’ve got a flat.Perfect.I grab my bag and Mr.Tinkles.My dad’s house isn’t that far back.I can walk home and call him or my brother to deal with the tire.There’s no way I’m asking Justice for help.
I can’t look at him right now.I can’t think about Tawny having his child.One that could have been mine.I march down the road toward home.A car comes up, driving weirdly slow in my direction from Justice’s direction, which is weird because he’s the last driveway on this road.No one comes this far up our holler.No one.
The hair on the back of my neck stands as the car gets closer.
I squint as the sun reflects off the snow.It’s too cold for this right now.I shiver and debate between cutting through the woods for home or running back to the car.Neither prospect is good, and I’ve got Mr.Tinkles to consider.
Shit.
As the car gets closer, I recognize the passenger.Jenny Lynn.The woman from the bar who was eager to be my friend.The woman Justice said was pissed about her husband subscribing to my Only Coeds site.
Oh, my God.They followed me home.They’ve been following me the whole time.
Chapter Eleven
Fuckmylife.
Neva drives off, and Tawny shoves at me.“Are you even listening to me?”
“I can’t do this right now.”I need to go after Neva and explain that it doesn’t matter.We can still be together.“Is it even mine?”
“Oh, you asshole.”Tawny takes a swing at me, and I duck.
“If it’s mine, I’ll pay child support.Split custody.Whatever.But this doesn’t change anything, Tawny.I don’t want to be with you.”
“That’s great, Justice.You think I want to raise a baby on my own?You’re going to do the right thing.I told Devil.”
“You did what?”I growl.
“He’s thrilled for us.”
“Why would you do that?”
“I wanted him to know that I wouldn’t try to get between you and the club.”
“There is no us.”Fuck.
“Him and Daddy are already working out the details.You know Devil’s been trying to do business with him, and Daddy agreed if you marry me.”
