Page 49 of Reaper's Claim

“I’m not lifting a fucking finger for that bitch,” Kade grumbled, pulling himself up from the bed before throwing the vase back at me, which hit the wall and smashed into pieces.

“Tone down the aggression, will ya?” I closed the door behind me. Abby didn’t like Kade as it was and didn’t need her hearing more shit coming out from his mouth. “Who peed in your beer, bro? Can’t think of another reason for you to be so pissed off.”

“Fuck off, Drake.”

“Can’t… need ya help.”

He gritted his teeth and gave me the ‘Reaper’ look. Which was my brother’s ‘fuck you’ glare.

“Come on, for your brother?” I pleaded and just to piss him off a bit more, I shot him a wink.

He was grumbling about how much he hated it here while pulling on his boots. I couldn’t stop myself from rolling my eyes as he walked past, muttering about how Abby was ruining his life.

“You know, you and Abby both have a flair for drama.” I chuckled, jogging

next to him down the stairs.

“Fuck off; we’re nothing alike.” He snorted.

The front door was wide open. It was the perfect summer day. Abby leaned against the Ute chatting with the neighbor. She looked great; her hair out all sex kitten like and wearing those shorts. Damn, the girl was fit.

Abby spun around, her smile slowly fading. “Hi, Kade.” She gave him her tight, forced smile, causing me to grin.

“Abby, seeing ya using the only muscle you know how, ya mouth.” He pulled down the tray of the Ute. “Get out of the way, would ya.” He shoved her and started to untie a rope.

Abby huffed and threw a punch into his arm, “Touch me again, and I’ll make you regret it.”

“Come on, you two, play nice.” I stepped in before things got heated and took the other side of the Ute, catching the rope Kade threw over.

“Really?” Kade scoffed and threw her a disbelieving look. “Don’t make threats ya can’t keep, Abby.”

“How about you just go back inside. I’ll help Drake.”

“With what, Abby? Ya pin muscles aren’t going to carry shit.”

“We will manage.” She was pushing him out of her way.

These two were going to give me a headache. “Abby, cut it out. I can’t carry this monster with you.” I took the end of the headboard, and Kade jumped up to ease it down to me.

“Fine, but if you drop it, Kade, I will kill you.” She huffed and watched with narrowed eyes as Kade stepped off the Ute.

With every item, Abby made it her mission to follow, threatening him the entire way. When we finally had everythingin and done, I needed painkillers and a hard drink. Kade looked like he was boiling with rage. He hadn’t snapped at her once, which surprised me.

I placed the glass against my forehead and lay on the couch with my legs hanging over the edge. I thought I was going to get some peace now that those two had separated, but that peace was short-lived.

“KADE, GIVE IT BACK!” Abby roared, and I heard her footsteps running down the stairs. “KADE!”

Don’t come in here. Don’t come in here.I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth when I heard Kade’s big footsteps come in.

“Drake, ya know about this?”

Why the fuck did I open my house to these two again?

“What?” I opened my eyes.

Kade held a silver gun. It wasn’t overly big, but it looked well taken care of. “This?”

“Give itback!” Abby stormed in and charged at Kade; he fought her off with one arm.

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