Page 46 of Reaper's Rival

I had walked past them one morning passed out on the couch. And now, she sat on his lap whispering something in his ear, and he was smiling. It made my stomach crawl and itch and fuck it, it made my heart burst.

Just get out Abby, before it hurts you more.

I was walking past their table when Brad suddenly got up.

Please don’t talk to me.

“Hey Abby.”

I wanted to groan. Why did my luck suck so badly? “Hey Brad.” Just focus on Brad. Not on the way Reaper’s hand was running up and down Andy’s bare leg.

“Haven’t seen you around.” Brad lit up a cigarette.

“Yeah, I’ve been busy.” Busy making headlines. My first kill made the front page of the paper and my second kill also made the papers and news headlines. Now my third kill was sure to make the headlines as well. “How are you?” I asked. I ripped my eyes off Reaper and his losing hand of cards while his other hand greedily touched Andy. It was as if he liked her more than a member liked a club girl.

Would it be possible to die from a broken heart? Would it kill me when she leaves to be with him? Couldn’t he have waited and picked someone from a new charter? Not someone I knew!

“I’m good. More worried about you.” He nudged me. “What’s been going on with you?”

“Nothing.” Everything. I had lost the man I loved. I had pushed away my sister. I had convinced my dad I would rather spend time with his enemy. And I had completely lost myself.

I knew Reaper could hear every word, so I made sure to keep a bored tone in my voice.

“Well, want to come and get a motor with me tomorrow? It will be fun. You and me on the road again.”

A day with Brad. That wouldn’t be that awful. “Um, I would say yes, but...”

“Come on, Abby, you can’t turn me down.” He gave me a charming smile. “Just us. It will be fun.”

“Ok fine.” I sighed. “What time?”

“Head out at nine.” Brad kissed my cheek. “See you in the morning. Try and get some sleep. You look exhausted.”

“Thanks.” I grumbled and left them to their gambling and drinking. I didn’t even look back at Reaper.

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I went with Brad to get the motor, and he was right when he said it would feel like old times. It felt like I had a friend again. Just for one day, my troubles were gone. We had just gotten back in time for me to have an ultrasound.

Not that I told anyone I was having one.

I was slipping the picture that I got from the ultrasound under Reaper’s door. I didn’t know if he wanted to see them or not, but after every ultrasound, I put a picture under his door.

Hell, it could be a waste of time. Knowing how he used to keep his room, the pictures would be lost in all the rubbish.

I walked into the bar and saw Brad drinking. He was by himself and considering he had just given me a great day, I wanted to spend more time with him.

“This seat taken?” I asked.

He grinned. “I didn’t expect to see you again.”

“I am about to head out.” I sat down on the stool and reached over the bar, grabbing some apple juice.

“I guessed that by the way you are dressed.”

I was in a formal dress, heels, and leather jacket, which was hiding my holster and guns.

“So do you have any more out of town trips to do?”

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