Page 112 of Reaper's Rival

“Fuck her.”

I pushed open my clubhouse bedroom door and dragged Kaylee in with me. I was unzipping her dress while she was clinging to me.

“I’ve wanted this for so long,” she whispered in my ear. I pushed her back on the bed and dropped my vest off, ripping my tee shirt off. I gripped her panties and pulled them down her thighs.

My mind was blasted with images of Abby, and I pushed them to the back. She didn’t want me. I undid my pants and then with one thrust, I gave up all control and thought and lost myself in a woman.

***

I dropped the keys on the side table and closed the door behind me. Being back here. I sighed and cracked my neck and turned the light on. The house was empty without Abby. Not that I should care.

Fuck, I know she hates me.

I stormed up the stairs, passing the pictures on the wall. I paused at one of Abby and me. She was wrapped under my arm, smiling and happy. I ruined that.

I passed the spare bedroom and paused. Grabbing the door handle and twisting it open, my eyes were met with one thing. The baby room. It was painted blue, the cot was set up, the drawers were filled with baby clothes. There were tiny decorations that Abby had made hanging from the ceiling. Matthew Kade Wilson was spelled across the wall.

She had done everything.

She couldn’t come home to this. That’s if she even comes home. She might decide to leave and head home with her family, and just that thought filled me with dread. I couldn’t lose her.

But I felt like I already had.

I dragged my hands down my face, and as much as my body wanted to sleep, this needed to be dealt with.

I walked back downstairs and grabbed the keys for the Ute.

***

I had just put the last box on the back of the ute when the sun broke across the horizon. The room was empty, and the first coat of paint was on the walls.

My phone buzzed in my pocket and I pulled it out.

“Hello?”

“Hey Reaper, it’s Kim.”

“Yeah?”

“Well, we were just wondering if you were planning on coming back to the hospital today?”

“Don’t think there is much point in that.”

“She didn’t mean what she said.”

“Yes, she did. She doesn’t want to see me. I’ll stay away.”

“Well, you see, that might be difficult because she is being discharged today.”

“Tell her to come home. I won’t be here.”

She went silent.

“Kade, you and her have been through a lot. Don’t give up on her now.”

I ran a hand through my hair and then stared down at the words Reaper tattooed across my knuckles. “It’s better this way. She can make her decision.”

“Ok, I’ll tell her to go home then.”

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