“Awww, did your little dipstick dump you on your ass?” Blake asked.
“No,” I said as I stood to my feet.
Just as quickly as Blake peered over his shoulder, I held my gun directly to his forehead. I watched his temple throb as his face reddened with what I could only assume was anger, and the gasp that fell from Rose’s lips held me hostage.
She honestly didn’t think I’d come for her.
And that broke my heart.
“Well, well, well,” Blake said flatly. “I shouldn’t be surprised, I guess. She’s got a pretty tight pussy.”
“Blake!” Rose squeaked.
I grinned. “She’s got a hell of a lot more than that, too, if I recall correctly.”
Blake growled as he turned to face me, effectively dropping his gun away from Rose. Which was exactly what I wanted.
“You fucked my wife?” he glowered.
I chuckled. “Over, and over, and over again. And let me tell you, I can see why you want her back so badly.”
He held the gun up to my head and Rose screamed. “Take it back.”
“Blake! No! Please!”
I tilted my head. “And if I don’t.”
He reached behind him and pulled Rose between us before placing the barrel of his gun to her head. “Then, I’ll shoot her so you can watch your precious little cunt bleed out before I do the exact same thing to you.”
The fear in Rose’s eyes made me nervous. I’d never seen that look on her face before. Well, that was a lie. I saw it once on her face after her father hit her for the very first time. It was a look of fear, worry, and disgust all wrapped up into one. But it also told me one very important thing.
That Blake wasn’t playing around.
“All right,” I said as I released the trigger of my gun, “she doesn’t have to get hurt.”
“That’s right,” Blake said as he wiggled the barrel of his gun at me, “holster that bad boy and put your hands back into the air.”
“Caleb,” Rose whispered.
I tossed her a wink as I did what Blake asked. “It’s okay. Just stay still and don’t make any sudden movements, all right?”
“You should know better than to touch someone else’s woman,” Blake said through gnashed teeth.
I slid my empty hands back into the air. “She’s not your property, and she doesn’t have to be part of this. Your issue is with me.”
“My issue is with my wife leaving me for no good fucking reason!” Blake bellowed.
“So, cheating isn’t a big issue to you, then, I’m guessing,” I said.
He extended his arm, jamming the barrel of his gun against my jawline. “Rose is mine, and you’ll never have her. We took vows. She pledged herself to me in front of God. You don’t get to take that from me just because you’ve filled her head with bullshit.”
“And what kind of bullshit do you think I’ve filled her head with?” I asked.
“I don’t belong to anyone, much less you,” Rose spat.
I watched as a wild smile grew across Blake’s face. He lowered his lips down to her ear and, tried as she might have, she simply couldn’t get away from him. My fingers ached for the cold metal of my gun. I longed to hear the crack of my own bullets as they pierced that motherfucker’s skull.
I watched that crazy fuck lick the shell of Rose’s ear before he chuckled. “Sweetheart, you will always belong to me.”
