Evidently, Noah and I were incredibly transparent. Everyone around us saw what was going on. Probably better than we did. I wasn’t even really sure what was going on anymore.
I met Damon’s stare with a grin. “Sounds to me like someone’s jealous. Are you worried that I’m moving in on your turf, Damon? Have you already claimed that ass?”
He scoffed, his expression morphing into one of irritation. “Give me a break. I like pussy and only pussy. Noah is like my brother. I’m always going to have his back. Seeing as you fucks have trimmed our numbers down to two, all we have now is each other.”
I wasn’t about to argue with him. We both knew why River and Colt were dead now. There wasn’t a bone in my body that felt sorry for the loss of those two assholes.
“Look, man, I understand your concern. You’re trying to be a good friend. Noah and I obviously have a complicated situation going on. I wish I had a real answer for you, but I don’t. This shit between us has been brewing for a long time now. I’m pretty sure there’s only one way this ends.” Sucking back the last of my joint, I dropped the remains into the snow.
I was ready to be finished with this conversation. Damon evidently had more to say.
“And how is that?” he asked, a fierce intensity in his golden brown eyes.
I shrugged, knowing he wasn’t going to like my response but giving it anyway. “When one of us is dead.”
He surprised me by saying, “Is that what you really want?”
Having a little heart-to-heart in the parking lot with Damon Price today had not been on my to do list. I didn’t know what I wanted when it came to Noah. I’d been in a state of confusion for quite some time now. I went from wanting to choke the life out of him to wanting to swallow his cock in a matter of moments.
“What I want is for everyone to mind their own damn business.” Having nothing else to say, I turned around and continued on toward my car.
I felt Damon watching me go. Thankfully, he didn’t push it, letting me walk away. Too many people were interested inNoah and me. Maybe it was time to make it clear that there was no Noah and me.
CHAPTER TWENTY
DOM
I was ready to end this now. One of us had to make the move that would bring this all to a close. Noah seemed content to keep playing the game. I was done playing.
I didn’t know how much more of this I could take. Something had to give. He was getting too far under my skin. Inside my head. If I didn’t end this now, maybe I never would. We both knew that it was him or me.
After my talk with Damon, I went straight home. Having him come to me, seeking some kind of reassurance about my intentions toward Noah, only made me more determined to make them abundantly clear. After tonight, nobody would question it.
I secluded myself downstairs in my bedroom for several hours working on something that would finally end this. What better way to win this game than with a car bomb? A little explosive I’d learned how to make one night when the Kings partied with the Camden MC. The Devil’s Horsemen. Those guys knew everything.
Even though I preferred a more personal hands-on approach, this felt like the best way. A fast death for Noah. He wouldn’t even see it coming. A quick finish.
The sound of footsteps upstairs told me somebody else was home. Auryn from the sound of his heavy tread. Codie and Stray would be home in another hour or so. Even though I missed having Casper around since he’d moved out, I enjoyed having the entire basement to myself. It was a nice place to retreat to for some quiet time. To be away from everyone else and think.
I didn’t have to think about this though. As I worked on the explosive device, I felt better with every passing second. This was the right thing to do.
When I finally wandered upstairs to find something to eat, it was well after dark. I would wait until late tonight before going to Noah’s house and planting the device. I could hardly wait.
“I’m making spaghetti and meatballs.” Codie beamed at me as I entered the kitchen. “Would you like some?”
“Yeah, actually, that sounds great. Thanks. Do you need help with anything?” Even though I was perfectly capable of cooking, I was a lazy fuck. It took a lot for me to concoct a meal that was worth consuming. I was happy to help with anything she needed.
“If you don’t mind unloading the dishwasher, that would be helpful. We’ll need the clean plates.” Codie bustled around the kitchen, dicing up onion and garlic before adding them to the sauce. I caught her sneaking a few glances in my direction as I dealt with the dishwasher.
Was she going to start in on me about Noah too? I couldn’t catch a break.
After her fifth curious glance in my direction, I finally said, “Go ahead and say whatever it is you want to say.”
She let out a nervous laugh. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to be so obvious. We haven’t seen much of you lately. You seem to be keeping to yourself a lot. Just hoping that everything is all right.”
She tossed her black ponytail over her shoulder before stirring the pasta. Codie and I didn’t spend much time one on one, although I didn’t have a problem with her. She seemed nice enough, and Stray was crazy about her. Crazy enough to want to marry her. I found myself not knowing what exactly to say in response.
“Everything is fine. Really. I think some people are seeing something where there is nothing.” Even I knew I was lying through my damn teeth.
