I blinked back tears, dropping my head to his chest. “I want to know what’s going on.”
“And I promise I’ll tell you,” he said. “But right now, you need to rest.”
I sighed, leaning heavily against him.
“Come on, baby, let’s go upstairs.”
I let him lead me upstairs, closing us into his room and I lost my hold on my emotions, bursting into tears and fisting my hands in Orion’s T-shirt. “Did my dad really murder someone?”
“Legally, it was self-defense.”
“But it wasn’t really, was it?”
“Baby, your uncle raped his woman. Do you really think he’d let that stand?”
“My dad’s a pilot, Smoky. Not a biker. I figured he’d find a way to deal with him that was less violent.”
“Your brothers are a product of your father’s raising. The apples don’t fall far from the tree.”
I nodded into his T-shirt. “I know this sounds crazy, but I’m kind of glad he was the one who dealt with it.”
“It doesn’t sound crazy.”
I met his eyes. “He totally protected my mom.”
“Did you expect anything less?”
“Yes, obviously, but I’m glad I was wrong. Although, I’m not sure how I feel about him killing someone.”
“Bullshit.”
“What?”
“You know exactly how you feel.” He fisted his hand in my hair and guided my head back so we were eye-to-eye. “You’re not blind to biker life, Razzle. You know the code, so don’t pretend you don’t.”
“Don’t tell me how to feel,” I snapped.
“Settle down, garbanzo bean,” Orion retorted.
“Suck a bag of dicks,Adam.”
He smiled, kissing me quickly. “Jesus, you’re fuckin’ gorgeous when you’re pissed off.”
“Oh, this is mildly annoyed. I haven’t hit pissed off yet. But keep goin’, buddy, you’re driving me there imminently.”
“I’m not telling you how to feel, baby, I’m simply pointing out that you’re not being entirely truthful with your disdain and shock.”
“How do you figure?”
“Your dad might be a pilot, but you know he’s alpha to the core, so he’s gonna treat each situation accordingly. You know Doc’s gonna fuckin’ take care of his business and your younger brothers are already doin’ the same. Your dad raised those men, so I don’t really think you’re all that surprised that your dad defended your mother’s honor at the end of a knife.”
“He used a knife?”
“Focus, Frazzle.”
I wrinkled my nose, but kept quiet.
“Your dad protected his family. No less than what me or Doc would have done.”
