Page 47 of Reaper's Rival

“Why, can’t get enough of me?” He smirked and handed me a glass. “Here I was thinking you only wanted to spend time with your boyfriend.”

“Yeah well, he does take up a lot of my time, but I’ll always have time for you.”

Brad looked over my shoulder. “Hey Reaper, Kim. We got that motor,” Brad said to them.

“What, Abby actually went somewhere that wasn’t with her boyfriend?” Kim scoffed and walked around us to sit next to Brad.

All Kim and I did was fight. And when I wasn’t fighting with her, I was fighting with Dad. It was exhausting, but I had to keep them at distance.

“Abby actually helped lift,” Brad said to Kim.

“She did fucking what!” Reaper roared.

“Calm down, Reaper. She is fine,” Brad snapped at him. “Like I would let Abby hurt herself.”

Reaper was busy glaring at me. We hadn’t really spoken since we broke up. I made sure to stay out of his way. In fact, I didn’t spend any time here. I was either with Daniels or going somewhere with Daniels. Even when I did have spare time, I made sure I wasn’t here. Reaper asked me to stay away from him, so I was.

Anyway, he had moved on to Andy.

I wish she was on the hit list.

“Hey, did you see that hit-man took another one out last night?” Brad said, turning to look at the television. “Still can’t find out who it is though.”

“You would think by the way he is carrying on, someone would know who it is,” Kim said before swiping Brad’s beer. “Dad said it’s professional.”

Professional? I was far from one.

I kept my mouth clamped shut. The last thing I needed was for Kim to read my expression and pick up on something.

“Abby?”

I looked up. Daniels.

“Great, the scum is here,” Kim muttered. “Where do you two always disappear to?”

“Dinner.” I got up and accidently brushed past Reaper. His hand gripped my arm.

“Why the hell are you loaded?” His words sliced at me. He must have felt one of my guns. “I thought you were going out for dinner?”

If he only knew what dinner meant when it came to Daniels and I. His hand was burning my skin through the leather jacket. I opened my mouth to try and explain, but Daniels quickly pulled me out of Reaper’s grasp.

“I like my girls loaded.” He tucked me under his arm, looking Reaper in the eye. “Anyway, Abby wouldn’t have it any other way.”

“She’s pregnant!” Reaper shouted. And I flinched. If only he knew what I was really doing. Then he would be shouting at me for not just carrying a gun, but for using it.

“Trust me, I know, buddy.” Daniels pulled me in tighter and while I wanted to push away, everyone was watching. “I found out firsthand that what they say about pregnant women is true. You know what I’m talking about. When it comes to the bedroom.”

Ok, that crossed a line. I slapped Daniels’ chest. “You didn’t seriously just say that!”

He laughed. “Come on, babe. Let’s go. I’ve got you a date with Thai.”

I knew he wasn’t talking about the food, so I rolled my eyes.

“So Abby, I’m going out of town again tomorrow, if you want to join?” Brad piped up, looking like he wanted nothing more than to keep me from away from Daniels. They were all looking at me like that. Even the other members. Like I had betrayed them and all they wanted was me back.

Another day with Brad wouldn’t hurt, would it?

“She can’t. I need her,” Daniels spoke for me, which I turned to glare up at him for.

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