“I’m not putting up with your disrespect toward my wife,” Knox said.
Grant gritted his teeth. “I’m not trying to, Dad.”
“If I was you, I’d want a beautiful girl to talk some sense into me,” Axel said. “Reb, you want to try?”
“Nope,” she said, her gaze touching on Tio. “I’ve wasted enough time today on fucking idiots.”
What the fuck wasthatabout?
“You looked in the mirror, Reb?” Tabitha cooed.
“Yep, and saw your fucking reflection,” she replied. “Try again.”
“Leave Rebel the fuck alone, Tabitha,” Diesel snapped.
Bash leaned in and whispered to Christopher, “You motherfuckers argue like this all the fucking time?”
Christopher nodded. “And not one motherfuckin’ argument ever fuckin’ settled.”
“So you prefer if I target Jana?” Tabitha demanded, the question grabbing Christopher’s attention again.
“Jana can defend herself,” Diesel said.
“And Reb’s the Blonde Viper,” Ransom told him. “That bitch can’t handle my sister’s venom.”
“Your sister?” Diesel sneered.
Axel rolled his eyes. “That’s better than you wanting to marry a girl that’syoursister, perv.”
“Shut up, Axel. You were just asking me to represent you. Now, you’re insulting me?”
“I fired you once before. I’ll do it again.Andyou can’t invade what I said with no answer. That just proves my point.”
“It’s evade,” Diesel gritted.
“You got a cock, not a pussy. You don’t get to correct me, dick mite.Onlybeautiful girls.”
“I can’t fucking believe I’m about to ask this,” Knox said, shaking his head. “Axel?”
Axel grinned and rocked on his heels. “Yes, Uncle Knox?”
Knox flushed and cleared his throat. Axel’s grin widened.
“Can you talk to Grant?” Knox mumbled.
“No, Dad. It doesn’t matter who talks to me—”
“Have you ever heard of employed and employeder?” Axel started.
“Employer and employee,” Diesel said. “And shut the fuck up about beautiful girls. No one else knew what you meant but me.”
“I’ll give you that one,” Axel huffed, then addressed Grant again. “What Diesel said. Have you ever heard of them?”
“That’s the basic principles of working, Axel,” Grant said.
“You want to know what I would do, G?” Axel asked.
“I’ll listen, but my mind’s made up.”
