His almost… “Get the fuck off that bullshit. Mattie’smydaughter. Kendall’smywife. Who you fucking played.” And who he had no chance with. Johnnie would kill him first. “Wait until I tell her the man she found so fucking charming took her for a fucking dumb bitch.”
Bash stiffened and narrowed his eyes. “I’m getting quite fucking tired of your blindness, asshole. If I sent Wally after Mattie, do you really fucking think I’d still be in town? Do you think I would’ve allowed Celia to remain in town?”
“I’m fucking sick of you,” Johnnie barked, suddenly so fucking exhausted. “Because of you, I’ve ruined every fucking thing in my life and this is how you repay me?”
“You ruined that yourself. I didn’t fucking tell you to play the hero.”
“You’re a lying fuckhead. You knew what the fuck you were doing.”
“What, Johnnie? Targeting the weakest link?Brooks? You involved your motherfucking self.Youproved to be even weaker than Brooks, so fuck you.”
“I wanted to prevent exactly what the fuck happened. My daughter’s throat is bruised. She’s hoarse and traumatized because he was strangling her!” Johnnie gulped, barely able to breathe. “Dear God, what if we would’ve found her body? Do you know…” He covered his face, the horror of that scenario enough to make him dizzy. “Do you know what that would’ve done to Kendall? To me and her brothers?”
Bash gripped his elbow. “Come on, motherfucker,” he said, not giving him a choice and dragging him to the kitchen. He shoved him in a chair. “Let me get you a drink.”
“I don’t want a fucking drink! I want Wally, Jr.”
“Sorry, little brother. I want him more. Christopher won’t look too kindly on this. Unlike you, he’ll come here blasting, not giving a fuck who he fucks up to avenge his niece. Even worse, that little fuckhead made it seem as if I’m betraying Kendall.”
“That’s my fucking wife.”
“Who you don’t fucking deserve. I almost shot the fuck out of you yesterday with the way you humiliated her.”
Johnnie got to his feet. “I’m going to find Wally. I’ll cleave him in half so you can fuck him up, too.”
Bash snickered. “I like the way you think. I guess there’s a fucking first time for everything.”
Halting, Johnnie glowered at him.
“You got to admit, you’re not very skilled in the thinking department.”
“I didn’t come for your fucking insults.”
“Don’t give a fuck. Insulting you is a favorite pastime of mine. Now sit the fuck back down.”
“Where’s Celia?” Johnnie grumbled, complying with Bash’s orders and returning to his seat because someone wanted his company. “I have to apologize to her.”
“I’m sure she’s giving us privacy. If I wanted her to hear, I would’ve stayed in the fucking hallway.”
“We’re talking loud enough.”
“She has the art of discretion down to a science.”
“I want to get my hands on Wally, Jr.,” he reiterated.
“As much as I’d like to appease your little toddler whine, I can’t. I don’t know where the fuck he’s at. I’ll send Cleaner after him because I have to salvage the deal Kendall is trying to arrange.”
“You were serious?”
Folding his arms, Bash leaned back in his chair. “Did you not fucking hear me when I reminded Kendall that I would take care of it?”
“You’re a fucking asshole.”
“And you have shit for brains. What the fuck’s your point?”
“Kendall. My wife who I love very much.”
“Fuck, I need to lend you some of my romance novels. ‘Cause, little brother, you don’t know the first fucking thing about love.”
