Page 23 of Dagger's Target


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Oh boy.

Diana’s face flushes crimson. “I didn’t say that.”

“You think my ol’ lady would lie to me?” he demands and glances back down at me, his eyes zeroing in on the red fingerprints on my arm where she grabbed me. “You put your hands on my woman?”

“I . . . I . . . “

“There’s no lying to get your way out of it,” Dagger snarls. “Get your shit and get the fuck out of here.”

“You can’t kick me out,” she gasps.

“The fuck I can’t.” Dagger takes a step forward. “I’m a member of this club, meaning I can say if you get to stay or not. You put your hands on my woman. Every last one of my brothers will agree with me. Now, pack your fuckin’ shit and get the fuck out of here.” He barks out the order so harshly it makes me jump a little.

“What does she have that I don’t?”

Oh jeez. Is this woman for real right now?

“Self dignity,” I pipe in.

“Fuck you bitch,” Diana snaps at the same time someone claps.

“Oh, my God. If I didn’t have to pee so bad, I would totally get in on the action, but I really gotta go. So, skanky hoe, why don’t you meander down to your quarters like a good little slut,” the woman says, laughing, making Dagger groan.

“Who the hell are you?” Diana seethes, her voice filled with attitude.

I wondered the same thing, but more out of curiosity.

“Not that it’s any of your business, twatwaffle, but I’m Chelsea.” The woman smiles brightly and pushes into the woman’s space. “Now, I seriously have to go, but I’ll leave you with this, mess with my cousin again, and I’ll make you wish you never stepped foot on this property. I might not have Sassy with me, however, I do have a gift for Katrina here, and I’ve no issue setting him loose on you.”

“Tell me you did not bring my woman a ball python,” Dagger growls.

I wasn’t even thinking about his demand, I was stuck on her announcing who she was. My cousin? Seriously?

“You’re a crazy bitch,” Diana says, glaring at Chelsea.

“Maybe so, but my man loves that about me. Now, are you going to be a good little slut and do as told, or do I need to drag you out by your nappy ass head? You should really consider getting a blowout and learning what shampooing twice can do for your hair.”

“Fuck you.”

Done with this, Dagger intervenes. “Diana, you were told to do something. I suggest you do it, now. Get your shit and get gone. Chelsea goes to the fuckin’ bathroom and stop toying with this bitch before your ol’ man comes to find you.” He looks at me as he tucks me close. “Come on, we’ll head outside. Seems yourfamily is here, but I’m telling you now, if Chelsea brought you a snake, it’s not staying in your house.”

“Why would she bring me a snake?” I shiver at the thought. I’m not a snake person. Definitely not. They freak me out.

“Geez, Dagger, I didn’t bring her a snake. No snake would be like Sassy, she’s the best.” Oh, thank God. “I brought her a beardy instead.”

“Are you serious?” Dagger demands, glaring over at Chelsea.

“A beardy? You mean a bearded dragon?” I breathe, unsure whether I should be thrilled or not. Out of all reptiles, those are the only ones I’ve ever found cool. Granted, I never thought of having one.

“Yep,” Chelsea answers and then crosses her legs, doing a wiggle. “Now, I seriously have to go. Who knew having kids could screw with your bladder so much.” She turns and stalks to the bathroom, but not before looking back and smiling. “Nice to meet you. Welcome to the family.”

Welcome to the family.

That’s not at all what I expected. I surely didn’t expect an intro like I just experienced, though I can’t lie and say it didn’t ease some of the nerves inside me.

“Come on, baby, let’s go.” Dagger urges me down the hall and outside. “You okay?”

“I think I am,” I say, nodding. “I mean, it wasn’t pleasant dealing with that . . . I don’t even know what to call that vile woman. She was horrible.”