Page 106 of Havoc's Path


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“Sorbet isn’t ice cream…that’s like frozen fruit.”

“He’s right. It isn’t.” And I need five minutes to talk to Greer about what she just did. “Why don’t you go get each of us a bowl from our house.”

Creed grins like he can read my mind. “On it.” He practically races out of the house.

Greer turns to me. “He was so worried—”

Good, because I about lost my mind.

“—about you.”

“What?”

“Creed didn’t care that his mother was there—”

“The woman who gave birth to him.” I correct out of habit and fact. A woman like her doesn’t deserve that title even inferred for a moment.

“The only person he cared about was you. He was afraid that she would hurt you.”

“What?”

“Not physically. Emotionally. Just like you were worried about him. I didn’t mind being used as an excuse to get him out of that situation, but you’re going to need to talk to him.”

This woman…she’s night and day compared to the woman who birthed Creed. “I will, but I don’t have to be as concerned because he’s had you by his side protecting him.”

Greer blushes. “It wasn’t anything someone—”

I reach out and brush my finger across her cheek. “It was everything. You’re everything.” This discussion can wait. I need her lips on mine, now.

We can figure out the rest later.

After she’s on the back of my bike.

“What are you doing?” she asks as I slide closer to her.

“What do you think I’m doing?”

“You look like you want to devour me.”

“Way more than any ice cream.” Is she going to shy away?

“Then you’d better hurry up. It’s not going to take Cre—”

My lips smash onto hers, silencing her gasp of surprise. My woman has to learn that I’m not one to ignore an invitation like that.

Her fingers go right to my hair as she pulls me closer. It seems she takes advantage of every opportunity as well.

***

Creed’s up waiting for me at the island the next morning with his untouched cup of coffee in front of him.

“What’s on your mind?”

“That woman is really gone forever, right?”

I knew this wasn’t settled even though he said everything was fine last night. “There are no guarantees in this world. But I think so. She knows no one is going to give her what she wants.”

“Greer isn’t anything like her. Do you know she stepped in front of me? She thought that she could protect me.”