“Well, then I guess you’ll have to be more careful next time.”
One of the front doors swings open and Romeo steps out. “Everything good, brother?” he asks me.
“I don’t know. Are we done havin’ this conversation?” I ask Hemi.
“Yeah, whatever. If she wants to ruin her life, I don’t give a fuck anymore.”
A savage growl rips out of me and I lunge at him. Romeo lets me get in a few good punches before he pulls me off the kid.
“What the fuck, Hemi?” he shouts down at the kid, who is now on the ground. “You disrespectin’ a brother over some piece of ass?”
“Watch it, Prez.”
Romeo glances at me and smirks.
Hemi glares up at us and goes to stand. I step to him, fists raised. “Stay the fuck down, asshole.”
“She ain’t some piece of ass, Prez,” Hemi mutters.
“She with you?” Romeo asks.
Hemi’s chin drops to his chest and he shakes his head from side to side. “She was.”
I snarl at him. “Ancient history, you little fuck.”
Romeo holds a hand up. “Way I see it, Hemi, she wants to be with Dante. She’s legal. No one forced her in here. You need to drop this or we’re gonna have problems.”
All the defiance seems to drain out of Hemi. He nods once. “Yeah, okay. Message received.”
He pulls himself off the ground and extends his hand to me. “Sorry, brother.”
The last fuckin’ thing I want to do is shake his hand. But with Prez watching over us, I do it.
Romeo nods his approval. “Good.” He claps Hemi on the back. “Come on. You should be celebrating. Did good this week, kid. Plenty of unattached bitches inside.”
“Yeah, okay.”
Something about the way Hemi says it makes me think he’s not okay with any of this.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Karina
Luck’s a nice guy,who tries to entertain me while Dante and Logan are outside.
Why is Logan suddenly so concerned about me? After the brutal way he broke my heart, I can’t say I’m not thrilled over how much my relationship with Dante seems to bother him.
I’m also thrilled that I don’t feel a damn thing for him anymore. How can I with Dante in my life? Big, tough, domineering Dante, who makes me feel safe and protected. Logan’s no match.
Romeo, the president, stops by the bar.
“Where’d your man go, sweetheart?”
Luck answers for me. “Had to take Hemi outside for a talk.”
Romeo raises an eyebrow. “No shit. ’Bout what?”
Luck tilts his head in my direction. “Hemi seems to think he’s got some claim on Dante’s girl.”
