Page 67 of Psycho

I turned to Lainey. “Go.”

She grumbled something under her breath and opened the door, climbed out of it, turned, flipped me the bird, and slammed the door shut with enough force to shake the truck.

Sometimes I forgot how much younger she was than me.

Edger waited until she went inside the trailer before he threw his head back and laughed.

It was my turn to flip him the bird, but if the fucker was scared of me, he didn’t show it.

He turned around and walked back inside his trailer.

I shook my head and looked back to where she had disappeared into.

If I had it my way, this would be the last time she ever stepped foot into the place.

I pulled out my phone and put the call in for Roman. He picked up on the third ring. “Yeah?”

I hesitated. This wasn’t something I would usually go to him for, and I had wanted to keep Lainey a secret a hell of a lot longer than two days.

“Has Ryleigh ever been mad at you?”

He laughed. “All the time. She’s mad at me right now.”

Right.

He didn’t sound so torn up about it. If anything, the fucker seemed way too happy for that to be the case.

“Why do you sound so happy?”

“Two words, brother. Makeup sex.”

I let out a small huff of air. The last thing I wanted to hear about was my brother’s sex life.

He chuckled lightly on the line. “Why do you ask?”

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out.

I wasn’t a man at a loss for words.

It was true that I didn’t usually say much, only because I didn’t care to fill the space with useless words, and because other fuckers tended to get nervous when I didn’t speak.

But right now, I didn’t know what to say.

“Wait,” Roman said, his voice taking on a note I didn’t fucking like one bit. “Why do youreallywant to know?”

“What do you usually do when she’s mad at you?” I asked instead.

He laughed.

My fist clenched around the phone.

I should have fucking gone to Dominic with this—I would have, had I not overheard him telling Roman before that when Emmy got mad at him, he usually just made her compliant with orgasms.

I doubted Lainey would let me touch her now with how she felt.

She might bite my fucking hand off.

I smiled a little at the imagery.

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