“The fuck it is! When the fuck you decided I can’t do what the fuck I want to you without you leaving?”
“Repeat those words,” she yelled, growing angrier by the minute. “Tell me how that sounds, moron.”
“I ain’t got to repeat those motherfuckers, Megan. Cuz I know how the fuck they sound. Like you mine. Like you fuckin’ love me and trust me.”
“I would’ve divorced you if I didn’t love and trust you.”
“There’s that fuckin’ ‘D’ word again. You wanna divorce me?”
“No! But I don’t want you to take my stupid pills for your comfort either.”
He choked, and his eyes bulged. Thankfully, she mistook his reaction as more anger than worry that the jig was up. “You’ve lost your motherfuckin’ mind,” he roared, still doubling down. “How the fuck stealin’ your birth control pills comfortme?”
She swiped at a stray tear and glared at him. “It’s still in your mind that I’m leaving you. You’re trying to manipulate me into staying by getting me pregnant.”
“No the fuck I ain’t. And if I was, I wouldn’t be wrong. You’d stay. You couldn’t leave because you’d be filled with my kid.”
“It would only delay it. If I wanted to leave you, nothing would stop me. Besides, I didn’t have to come back when I left a few days ago.”
“So now you regret that, too?”
“Christopher—”
“Tell me what fuckin’ boundaries you settin’ and why now?”
Her face crumpled.
“Lemme fuckin’ guess. This still about motherfuckin’ Torie, huh, baby?”
“Just listen to me—”
“Fuck you.”
“Right back at you, jerk. You brought her up. I didn’t. And it isn’t about her. It’s about everything. I don’t regret going to LA and I don’t regret coming back. I never want to leave you again.” She started to cry again. “The brothers mistook everything between us. They propositioned me for bl-blow jobs and a-anal sex and r-regular sex.”
“What the fuck you said?”
Again. Because she’d told him before and he thought they’d moved past this. Hearing it from her one time was enough to drive him insane. Hearing it from her again, when she was so torn up, sent him over the fucking edge.
“They laughed in my face and spread horrible rumors about me,” she went on. “They overdosed my son! All they saw was me smiling and looking the other way, no matter what you did. They didn’t see us or me. They stopped seeingyou. What happens here spills over there.” Sobbing so fucking pitifully that Christopher’s heart hurt, she swiped her hands over her cheeks. “I learned so much from you. You taught me to read people. To read a room. To figure out situations. You are formidable. Some things I overlooked because they were non-issues. You made me so mad a lot of times, but I enjoyed matching wits with you. But it’s time for us to change. It’s time for me to change. You aren’t always at the club when I’m there.”
That wouldn’t be a problem. He’d kill as many motherfuckers as he needed so she’d feel safe again.
She squeezed the bridge of her nose, tears still sliding down her cheeks. “I’m sorry. Our issues have been resolved. It’s just…Rebel. I’m thinking about all of that because of those videos of our daughter. I’m thinking about what the bikers and club girls might do to her or say to her or...if everything I rehashed affects me, what’s going to happen to my baby if they do it to her?”
“We got all the videos. We wipin’ all the servers.” Unfortunately, if anyone downloaded the videos, they’d still have copies. He didn’t want to remind Megan of that possibility because it would stress her further, especially if she hadn’t thought about that scenario herself. “I swear if I find any motherfucker with a video of Rebel, Mattie, or Harley, Ima kill them.”
“Okay.” She wiped her cheeks. “The thought that you hid my pills after everything we’ve been through just brought what happened to me at the clubhouse back again. I’m sorry for blaming you, Christopher. I’m so sorry. Life’s so short. I could’ve been the one to walk out of the house and ended up shot and killed.”
Fuck, shewasgrieving for Gypsy and that didn’t help Megan’s emotional state. She probably also had Derby’s treatment of Gypsy up until her last day of life on her mind.
Gypsy was a whiny fucking cunt, but she’d been Megan’s good friend.
Christopher kneeled in front of her and hugged her tightly, allowing her to sob.
“I love babies,” she said a few minutes later. “Just a few weeks ago, I wanted another one as soon as possible, but I thought about everything you and CJ said. I thought about Jo and Gunner. I thought about myself, us, you, your worry, my fear, and I changed my mind.”
For now, there was nothing he could say, so he brushed his lips over hers, tasting the salt of her tears, his heart settling back in his chest at her response.
