Page 45 of Marked By Myth

We wouldn’t be interrupted.

Once we got there, I hopped off the bike and helped Rox to stand. She undid her helmet and placed it on the back of the bike, while she looked around.

A small creek was babbling close by, but the place I’d gone had been closed off to the public for almost twenty years. We were alone.

“Why did you bring me here?”

“Do you really want me to talk about her?” I asked her, wondering if this had been a mistake.

She turned to me, her arms crossing over her chest as she looked around nervously. “Yes. I need to know.”

“Why?”

“I knew you had girls on your dick, Adrian. I wasn’t stupid. I saw the way you were with the bunnies back then, but it’s one thing to hear about rumours, it’s another to see your best friend on your husband’s dick, first hand.”

I scrubbed a hand down my face, feeling every inch of hurt in her voice.

“I wasn’t fucking around with them, Rox. I never was. And I never let her suck my dick.”

“Bullshit. I saw the way you were with them, it’s why I stopped coming to the clubhouse. It hurt me too much to see how they would all fawn over you like you were their favourite lollipop.”

“Yeah, I flirted, but I never touched them. Do you want to know why I flirted, Rox?” I asked her. With the subtle shrug of her shoulder, I continued, “because when you would get jealous or mad, you’d lay your claim on me. You’d fuck me like a beast and have me walking funny for days. I did it so we could fuck like beasts for hours.”

“That’s ridiculous."

“Is it?”

She was thinking, probably remembering, and it did something to my cock that she was thinking about it.

“I saw you with Stacey, Adrian.”

“Look, yeah, you did, and I know how fucked that was. Trust me, I know. I hated myself for it, but it’s in the past. I let that cunt get in my head, made me think you didn’t want me anymore. You hadn’t come to the clubhouse in weeks, you never wanted me in our bed, you shunned me, Rox. I was hurting, and fucking blind drunk when she came into my office. She’d flirted before, but never done anything stupid with me. I should have fucking known when she came in, and offered to take my mind off you. I should have seen what she was doing but I was heartbroken, and she said the right shit to make me hate myself.”

“You never had time for me.”

“I know, Rox. I fucking know and that’s my fault. I know that,” I confessed. “It’s always been you. How could you not know that? Since that day in detention, baby, you and me.”

Her eyes shimmered in the daylight, unshed tears welling, but I didn’t go to her like every instinct I had told me to, I held back, letting her feel the things that she’s held inside for all this time.

“You’re avoiding the question, Adrian,” she spat. “What happened to Stacey?”

I stepped closer to her, bridging the distance that had been tearing at me since we got here.

“She fucked with my ol’ lady,” I told her, gravely. “I think you know what happened.”

Rox sucked in a deep breath, surprised, and yet somehow, not surprised.

“Tell me.”

“After you fled, I was too drunk to do anything. I could barely stand straight. She basically admitted to sending you the text to lure you there. She wanted the title of the Prez’s ol’ lady. I told her it would never happen but I could see something in her eyes. She knew I’d lost you.”

“That’s why you didn’t come after me.”

“Yeah, that night I couldn’t see straight. I wouldn’t have been able to ride. The next day, I went home and your stuff was gone. I was furious.”

“What happened next?”

“I got back to the clubhouse, and I overheard that cunt telling the other girls how you were moving her stuff in since she was my ol’ lady now. I saw red. Making out that I was taking her for a ride. She was eager and willing.”