Lucas calls out for him, and he turns to go back inside. He yells something in the doorway and is back at my side in flash. “You need to go home.” His hand touches my back, eliciting a shiver, and he walks me to my car.
I turn to face him, pulling out his credit card and handing it to him. “Yours.”
He opens my car door, and I slide in. He gently closes it, and I roll down the window.
“Did you get everything?”
I nod and reach under the seat to pull out a bag. Handing it to him, he takes it with a furrowed brow and peers inside. “I don’t need your money,” he says, sounding irritated. And then he’s pushing it back toward me.
“You made me use your credit card, and I owe you money for Jake.”
“Jake has been paid. That debt is clear.”
“Not with me, it isn’t,” I press, shoving it back to him.
“Keep your money, Adora.” He takes it from me, opens the back door, and throws the bag in. Reaching in through the window, he grips my face with his fingers. When I look at him, I see him for what he truly is—ruthless with a heart of a gold.How can the two exist together within him?
I watched him end another person’s life.
Yet here he is, gripping my face again like he’s about to kiss me.
The ‘Nice’ Brother
Can you smell wedding bells?
Again?
I guess we will see?
EIGHTEEN
JOEY
“You’ve got it bad,” Lucas comments as I walk back in. The body is already being cleaned up and disposed of.
“What would you know?” I bite out, reaching for my shirt.
“Tell me, why did you say no?” he asks, not caring about the blood being mopped on his floor.Why would he, though?For us, seeing blood is like a normal person seeing rain. “And why the fuck was that back door not locked?” he asks, pinning me with a glare.
“No one is stupid enough to walk into the back of your club.”
He clicks his fingers. “Hello, your thing just did, did she not?”
“She knows us. To her, it was nothing.”
“You should marry her,” he says, so sure of himself. “I know you think she scorned you, but you want her, and she clearly wants you.”
“I don’t want to get married.”
“Why? Because the first time wasn’t all it was cracked up to be?” He laughs.
“No. I don’t want kids.” That gets him to shut up for a few seconds.
“Yeah, I see the issue then.”
“Yeah…”
“Is her kid that bad?” he asks. “You love your niece and nephew.”