Something warm spread through my chest despite the tension.
As much as I hated seeing him so worked up,I loved how hard he rode for me.
“I know, baby.” I rubbed the back of his head gently. “What I told you is all I know.”
“And you’re sure you don’t remember who it was?”
“I’m sure,” I said firmly. He exhaled slowly, and I eagerly tried to change the subject. “So, where are we headed?”
He took a few more slow breaths, his hands loosening from the steering wheel.
After what felt like a lifetime, he finally said, “To the club. I want to show you the changes.”
“Sounds good.” I dug in my purse and grabbed a piece of gum. “It doesn’t bother you being there after everything that happened? I know you weren’t there when the shooting went down, but you saw the aftermath.”
“I’ve seen worse.”
My eyes widened. “You’ve seen worse? Where?”
A smirk tugged at his mouth. “Don’t worry about all that.”
“Damn, Ocean. Exactly how many people have you killed?”
“Don’t worry about that either,” he said casually. “Just know I’ve seen worse.”
I shook my head.
It was crazy knowing I was tied to a man who didn’t look like he could kill with so much ease.
If you caught him in a bad situation? Yeah, you’d believe it.
But on a regular day? He just looked like a fine-ass man who owned a club.
Not a drug dealer.
Not a mob boss.
Just somebody you’d never suspect.
Which was probably the point.
“So…question.”
“Yeah?” He turned down a crowded street.
“Is your little girlfriend going to be there?”
He frowned, glancing at me. “My girlfriend? What the fuck you talking about?”
“You know exactly what I’m talking about,” I said. “The employee you claim you’re not fucking anymore.”
“First off,” he said sharply, “don’t ever give another woman that title. Second, there’s no claim to it. I’mnotfucking her anymore.”
“Mmhmm.” I folded my arms over my chest. “But you still didn’t answer my question. If she’s going to be there, I need toknow. Because I fight bitches. One wrong look and you’re going to be hiring a new whatever she is.”
He laughed.
“You’re laughing, but I’m dead serious,” I said. “I don’t care if we aren’t official yet. We’re official enough. Don’t no bitch need to?—”
