Page 126 of Reaper's Claim

Brad frowned. “No. He looked normal.”

I let out long breaths of air. Maybe he hadn’t gone to Dad yet.

“Where is he?” I asked.

“He’s in the garage with Reaper.”

My stomach sank, twisted, and then was filled with pins and needles.

“Thanks.” I turned on my heels and headed for the garage.

This was either going to go really well or really terrible,

I strode across the car park quickly, but I didn’t take a steady breath till I heard laughter coming from the garage. I opened the door and relaxed when I saw Dad and Reaper laughing and working on a motorbike just like normal.

“Hey, Dad.” I stepped over the tools and made my way towards them.

My eyes met Reaper’s for a moment, and I wanted to grin like an idiot when I saw a softness fill his eyes when they locked with mine.

“You feeling alright, little one?” Dad placed his can of beer and spanner down. “Heard you had a bad morning.”

“Who told you that?”

“Cameron told me you were kicking your car and cursing about a hair straightener or something.”

Oh, that.

“Just a bad morning.” I smiled guiltily. Fine, so sometimes I overreact.

Dad’s phone started ringing, and he glanced at the screen. “I’ve got to take this, but I’ll be back in a minute.” He answered the phone and walked off in the direction of the door.

Wasn’t till it closed firmly that I walked closer to Reaper.

He tucked the stray hair behind my ear and saw the mark on my forehead.

“You alright?” His voice was soft and kind, everything that his personality shouldn’t be and what others thought he was incapable of being.

“Just had a shit day.” I linked my arms around his waist and rested my head against his leather vest. “Then this chick all up in my face this morning just topped it off.”

“What chick?” His voice spiked with interest, and he peeled me back from him to look down at me. “Something happen?”

“Just university bullshit. Some girl has taken a disliking to Kim and me.”

“Why?”

“Guessing cause of the club.” I shrugged my shoulders, “That, or she doesn’t like anyone getting close to her brother.”

“Why would you be near her brother?”

“The other night when I was all dressed up, and I found you in the kitchen and yeah well, I was heading out to meet him.”

“So you were dating him?”

“No. Iwasgoing out on a date with him.” I let go of him, feeling his rage beginning to boil. “And before you go off and make a big deal about it. It didn’t happen and was going to mean nothing. Just something to fill my evening.”

His jaw was still clenched, and he was just staring blankly down at me.

I sighed. “Kade, I spent the night on top of you, literally. Would you just not make a big deal out of nothing?”

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