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Tatz and I were acting like no one else was around us. Like my family wasn’t waiting to see whether I was running or moving out or both.

“Still thinking,” I smiled at him and it hurt. “I’m still not hungry.” I wasn’t even going to eat now just to please my family. I couldn’t stomach food. So I wasn’t going to eat, not even to ease the worries of everyone around me.

“Well, are you going to be at Layla’s this week?” Tatz still wasn’t leaving me. His eyes ran around the people watching me. “I could give you a ride there now. Or you can come back to my place and we can pick up where we left off?”

That may have sounded dirty to everyone else, but he was referring to our television marathon.

Suddenly I was pushed to the side and Dad was in Tatz’s face. “You think I’m going to let Hannah go back to your place? You think I’m going to let you take my daughter?” Rage was back in Dad’s voice. He was all Reaper again and not Kade.

“Kade, leave him alone!” Mum snapped at Dad, and went to push him away from Tatz. “You will just drive Hannah more into his arms.”

I frowned. They didn’t understand mine and Tatz’s relationship.

Dad was yelling at Tatz like Tatz was going to take me away from him. I wasn’t running away with Tatz.

“You know, you live up to your reputation, Reaper. Right down to hitting women. Fuck, she’s your daughter!” Tatz’s voice had a lot of venom and disbelief. “Who the fuck hits their own daughter!?”

Dad stopped in his tracks before Tatz carried on.

“You worried about me taking her? Fuck man, you are driving her to me!” Tatz was never one to back down. He was cocky. He had an attitude to match his cockiness. He lived to piss people off.

I knew no angel was found in a motorcycle club, especially a one percent club. So I didn’t expect Tatz to behave like someone different than what he was. But right now he wanted a fight with Dad, who had already lost control with me and was still raging underneath, and I didn’t want Tatz coping that.

I gently pulled on Tatz’s arm and hoped he would take a step away from Dad before Dad’s fists got involved.

“Come on, Tatz, just leave it. It isn’t a big deal.” I kept pulling on his arm. “I’ll see you out.”

Tatz’s eyes snapped to me. “You aren’t seriously thinking of staying here, are you?” The disapproval was clear in his voice. “You are leaving.”

I guessed any sane person would leave. Maybe just out of pain, they’d leave. Just to make a point. Well, I was going to make a point. It just didn’t involve me leaving to make it.

“I’ll be fine. Come on, I’ll show you the way out before you get blood on your good clothes.” I linked my hand with his. “Come on, seriously. Oh, and talking about clothes, are you on your bike or did you bring the car?”

Tatz’s eyes snapped back off Dad, who he had been busy glaring at. He frowned at me. “Car, why?”

“I left my good hoodie in it from the other night.” I kept pulling on his hand and he slowly followed me.

“The one you sleep in?” Tatz’s attention was slowly going off Dad and onto me.

I smiled, “Yeah, the black one.” My smile dropped because it hurt. I didn’t intend to bring attention to my cheek but my hand automatically went to it when I felt the pain.

I turned, putting my hand down, but my small reaction was noticed by everyone. I kept my eyes on Tatz who was shaking his head slightly. I knew what sort of man Tatz was. I knew the things he stood for. So I knew any second he was going to turn around and start the fight he had baited Dad with.

So I was relieved when Tyson pushed Tatz on the back toward me and away from Dad. Like Tyson knew that Tatz was about to react.

“You still driving that fucking expensive Jeep, Tatz?” Tyson started a conversation with Tatz while giving him another firm push in the back.

Tatz sighed but started to walk toward me and away from Dad with Tyson still following us.

“Yeah but I’ve upgraded,” Tatz actually answered Tyson. I was somewhat surprised Tyson knew anything about Tatz. “I’m trying to give the Jeep to your sister.”

Tyson’s head snapped back, and we hadn’t walked inside yet, so everyone was still listening. The situation wouldn’t have diffused until Tatz was completely away from Dad.

“You’re trying to give her a hundred grand car?” Tyson’s eyes were on Tatz and then slowly went to me. I saw something in his eyes, something he never showed: fear. “You don’t give anything without expecting something in return.” Tyson’s eyes were back on Tatz. “My sister is off limits.”

Tyson had gone from somewhat friendly to a poisonous snake.

Tatz smirked, giving Tyson a wink. I wanted to whack Tatz for doing it. He already had baited my dad into a fight, and now he was trying to get into a fight with my brother!

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