“I think someone missed you,” he says, and I snort as I run my fingers through Caleb’s hair and reply, “I took him and Cole to the diner last week…”
“But a week was soooo long ago,” Caleb claims dramatically, and I roll my eyes with a smile and hug him tightly before he says, “Gotta go,” and runs after Cole, who shouts for him making me giggle.
“Cole was sitting in the kitchen, glaring at Ginger again this morning after the little shit pissed in his soccer cleats,” Scar states, and I groan, dropping my chin to my chest, and he laughs, “That is what you get for stealing him.”
I glare his way and announce, “Well, maybe I should convince Cole to allow Ginger to go to Grandpa and Granny’s house, and we’ll get a dog!”
His eyes widen, and he instantly shakes his head in denial. I grin wickedly and call, “Cole?!” but Scar quickly puts his hand over my mouth, causing the brothers to look at him with confusion until he snaps, “That delinquent cat is not staying at our house!”
The brothers laugh as Brit, who is still in her scrubs just like me, nearly falls off her chair laughing.
“Wait, Grandpa wants Ginger at his house?!” Cole instantly shouts excitedly, and I nod despite the hand over my mouth, causing the brothers to laugh even harder as Cole gets excited until Scar quickly says, “I thought Ginger sleeps with you, buddy? Wouldn’t be fair to take him away now will it?”
Cole freezes for a moment, then sighs, “Yeah, I guess it wouldn’t be fair to change houses, he’ll miss me too much,” and he nods like he’s made his mind up before going back to Caleb, both going to the garden, and Scar mutters, “Thank fuck, crisis averted,” while I notice Olive holding her stomach laughing.
Removing his hand, I shoot him a mocking glare, making him grin and I shake my head as my gaze then shifts to the hallway where the clubwhore rooms are, and my stomach tightens.
“Don’t think of it, sweetheart,” Scar whispers seeing where my attention is but I can’t help it, my mind wanders back to the photo of Virginia laying on her back, my husband between her legs eating her out like he was starving before the one of her sucking him off, his head thrown back in pleasure consumes me and bile rises.
I hear Hazel laugh, and my instinct is to turn and run because I really can’t do this.
How could he do this?
How could he sleep with someone else?
Was I not good enough?
“You know, it’s funny how she apparently had his whole attention for years, yet as soon as Virginia went after him, he fucked her hard and good,” Hazel gloats and I’m not even sure if she’s aware herfriendis dead.
I flinch as Scar growls before we hear a commotion, and I look in time to see Rose throwing herself at Hazel, and my eyes widen as she lands a punch.
“Get off me!” Hazel shouts, “It’s not my fault she couldn’t keep her husband satisfied in the bedroom!”
Rose punches Hazel again, a crunch echoing as she screams before Brittany quickly pulls her back, only for her to jump on Hazel as well, while I stand back and watch the mayhem, her words swimming.
I didn’t give him what he wanted, did I? She wasn’t exactly lying.
What happens if I pull back again?
What happens if he pisses me off and I decide not to give him sex?
Will he cheat again?
My heart pounds so hard I can feel it in my ears as the screaming and shouting sounds underwater before the Church door slams open and Doc roars, “What the fuck is going on?!” before he notices his old lady being held back by her stepdad as she tries to get back to Hazel, Rose being held back by Olive.
“What the fuck, red?” he questions in shock as I lock eyes with Ty as he walks out of the room.
Elation radiates from him seeing me inside the common room, but his face pales as Rose snaps, “That bitch decided to gloat about Trigger cheating on Ash, that Ash couldn’t satisfy her husband, basically insinuating he’d do it again. Let me go, Olive, I’m going to kill her!”
Hazel screeches, and I look just as Rose lands another punch before I look back at Ty, who is shaking his head, fear shining in his light brown eyes.
I can’t do this. I don’t think I can forgive him, or move on, not as a couple.
“Pixie,” he rasps as Doc announces, “Hazel, you are on grunt duty only. If a brother so much as fucking looks at you like they want to fuck you, not only will they be demoted to prospect, but you’ll be out on your ass!”
“What? I was just telling the truth!” she screeches, but no one pays her any mind as Doc grabs Brittany, pulling her back by the waist as she tries to get out of his hold and Stone instantly takes his little fighter, smirking. While me, I feel like I’m about to throw up.
I look around the room and see every eye on me, worried gazes, and I lock eyes with Tyler again. I shake my head, and before Scar can grab me, I rush out of the clubhouse, Trigger shouting for me to come back, but I don’t. I run, not able to cope with the pain.
