“Hi, sweetheart. I’ll take a cup of coffee and the daily special.”
“And you, s-sir?”
Morpheus grunted, and I rolled my eyes. “He’ll have the same.”
She shook her head and scurried off.
“Why are you a dick?”
“Why are you a pussy?”
“Fuck you. Why are you even here?” I stared at him as I waited for him to answer.
“It’s not safe for you to be out alone.”
“You worried about me?”
“Fuck no.” He sat forward and leaned on the table. The waitress stopped with two coffee cups and a carafe of hot coffee. I wasn’t sure if that was the norm, or if she just didn’t want to come back if she didn’t have to. Most likely the latter.
When she scurried away again, Morpheus scoffed as if he was irritated by her. “You’re Jackson’s brother.”
“So?”
“So, my son already fucking hates me. If I let his brother get himself killed, he’ll fucking hate me more.”
“Where the fuck have you been?”
“Around.”
“Have you talked to her?” I asked. Knowing the answer since he hadn’t been in the clubhouse and Darcy had been with Dec outside of the clubhouse.
“No.”
“Are you going to?”
Morpheus shot me a piercing glare. “Long enough for her to sign the divorce papers.”
I rolled my eyes. “You aren’t fucking married. She was using a fake name. The marriage isn’t legal.”
“Still the principal.”
“Fucking principals.” I snorted. “You talk to your sister?”
“Why the fuck are you here?” he asked, ignoring my question.
“Why the fuck are you here?” I shot back.
“I told you why.”
“None of your fucking business.” I took a sip of my coffee. I didn’t want to talk to anyone, especially not Morpheus. He wouldn’t understand. My mother hadn’t threatened to abort his child.
I probably should have gone to Dec. Hell, even Sal might have had something productive to say. But Jackson was right. Morpheus walked away. He let Kalden pull him back to the club, and he let Jane steal his son.
As if he’d read my mind, he said, “I didn’t know Jane took him. Not until after he’d escaped the Trick Pony.” I looked up at the big man and saw something that looked a smidge like vulnerability in his eyes. “I thought she’d left me. And took Jackson with her.”
“And you didn’t go after her?”
“No.”
