Page 75 of Careless Storm


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“Why?” I challenge, ignoring her glare. “Because she cares?”

“Go away, Zane.”

Not possible.I slam my door shut and chase after her, standing tall when Nathan steps in front of me. “Move out of the way, asshole.”

“Not a chance. She told you to leave.”

“And if I’m not mistaken, she just walked out on you.”

“That’s not what happened.” Nathan clenches his fists, but a moment of doubt crosses his face.

Blair jumps between us, the fire in her eyes making me smile.

“Lose the smirk, Zane. This isn’t the time.”

“You don’t even know what I’m smiling about.”

“It doesn’t matter, but I can guess.”

“Is this fucker bothering you?” I ask, waving to Nathan.

“He’s my bo—” She stops abruptly and Nathan winces. “You’re bothering me, Zane. I want you to leave.”

“No.”

“No?”

“I tried. I did. But fate had other ideas.”

Blair groans, the frustration clear in the way she holds her entire body. “You and this stupid fate idea. Nathan, can you go inside? I’ll be there in a minute.”

Nathan’s eyes light up and I actually pity the fucker. “Are you sure?” he asks, giving away the fact that things aren’t all rosy between them. Though I didn’t need this interaction to know that.

“I’m sure.” Blair forces a smile. “Zane’s leaving. Aren’t you, Zane?”

“Nope.” I continue to stand my ground.

“Zane.”

“I can’t believe you ever liked this asshole,” Nathan interjects and my lips curl.Keep talking. Give me a reason to deck you.

“Please, Nathan, go.”

“Not until he does,” he grates and my hands ball into fists.

“Do as she asked, before I make you.”

He turns to Blair as though waiting for her to scold me.

“Please, Nathan,” she asks again, her tone soft, her eyes boring into his until he gives in and walks away with a huff.

“I can’t believe you like that asshole,” I mock, imitating Nathan as I wait for him to disappear out of sight. “What a soft cock,” I mumble, borrowing the term from Luke because it seems quite fitting.

“A soft cock?” Blair scoffs. “That’s a new one.”

“I think it’s Aussie.” I shrug.

“Okay. So what? He’s a soft cock because he did something I asked him to do?”