Marcus runs his hand through his hair. “Yes. I’m not missing that. I’ll have security with me when I come.” Dick nods and begins eating again.
I push off the wall and leave. I can’t give them an opportunity to spot me, so it’s best I leave now. Marcus seems concerned about McKenzie’s safety. It doesn’t make sense. The man who took my mom.Is he nervous that my dad and I will take her in retaliation?
That was the plan when my dad first told me she was at the school. Even the first time I saw her, I was determined I would break her. But the more I got to know her and the more I realized she was a victim, I realized I couldn’t do it. She’s unlike anyone I’ve ever met. So, I decided instead of breaking her, I was going to make her mine. She is mine. She just doesn’t know it yet.
Chapter 5
Phoenix
Graduation
Isearch for McKenzie. This will probably be the last time I see her for a while. I’ve learned that her father is going to let her go to college before he sells her. I’ve also learned that Dick is going to buy her. He promises Marcus he’ll protect her, but since I found out, I’ve been keeping an eye and ear on him and he’s lying. He’s not going to follow through with their plan.
Marcus thinks Dick will buy her, then bring her to him. But Dick is not going to follow through. He’s going to have sex with her and he’s going to keep her. Why Marcus puts his trust in this man, I’ll never know. But it’s obvious he’s not a man of his word.
McKenzie walks into the courtyard with Anna. She’s gorgeous. Her silver hair swaying behind her as she walks. She glances around and I know she’s looking for her father. I know he’ll be here today and even though I hate the man, I’m glad he’s going to show up for her.
Her red lips lift in a smile at something Anna says. I wonder what those lips would look like wrapped around my cock. I suck in a breath and force myself to think of something else. One of the perks of wearing my graduation gown is it hides the evidence of how attracted to her I am.
Her eyes land on me, and I smirk. Anna says something and pushes her toward me. I take that as my cue to head their way.
“Hey Phoenix,” Anna greets me.
I nod in her direction. “Anna.”
I turn toward McKenzie, and her eyes widen slightly. “McKenzie, can you go for a walk?”
Her mouth opens in surprise as she looks between me and Anna. She acts like I’m not around her all the time. The amount of times I’ve walked with her to class, walked with her to the library, sat with her at the library, and just sought her out because I wanted to hear her raspy, sexy voice.
“Sure… sure,” she replies. I take her arm and lead her toward the lacrosse field. She fidgets with her gown and looks around. She has no idea of the power she holds over me.
“Are your parents here?” she asks. I grind my teeth. She has no idea about my mother. Who she is or who I am. And I’ll keep it that way. She doesn’t need to know.
“My father is,” I reply, hoping she’ll let it go.
“What about siblings?” she asks. According to my father, I was a miracle. They had a hard time getting pregnant, so after I came, they stopped trying and were grateful they had me.
“No.”
I stop when we get to the bleachers. She glances from me to the bleachers. I have a reputation for taking girls under the bleachers. But usually I just used them to get off. I’d push them to their knees and fantasize it was McKenzie.
“So, did you want to talk about something?” She’s nervous. I wonder what she would do if I took her under the bleachers. Actually, I’d never take her under the bleachers. The things I want to do to her are better done somewhere more private.
“Your father doesn’t like me,” I tell her, forcing my mind to focus on the conversation at hand.
“No. He doesn’t like your father either.” She’s blunt, which surprises me. I like it though. He finally came to one parents’ weekend and he and my father made a scene that I had to break up.
“Do you know why?” I ask her.
She looks away and shifts. “I’ve learned some things in the years since I’ve been here. It seems your father is encroaching on my father’s business.”
I snort and put my hands in my pockets. My fatherisdoing that. “Not in the way you think, though.” I know I’m being vague, but how do you tell someone that their father took your mother?
My father is encroaching on her father’s business as payback, but also as a way to find out more information. At least that’s the story he’s telling me. I don’t care about getting into the drug business. I’ve focused more on the fights.
“What do you mean?” Her eyebrows dip as she narrows her eyes at me.
I run my hand through my hair to keep myself from rubbing my thumb over the worry lines between her eyebrows. I want to comfort her, but now isn’t the time. I have to keep my distance.
