Smirking, Colt chuckles. “Yeah, I do. But she’ll understand. And she’ll want to find who’s betraying us as badly as we do. Loyalty means as much to her as it does to every one of us.”
“When are you going to do it?” Venom asks. “I might have to be sick that day.”
“I want to give it a little time. With our inventory moving away, there won’t be anything to find. I’m hoping we can figure it out on our own, and she’ll never have to know we considered her.”
Ky snorts. “Fat chance you’ll be able to keep your trap shut about that.”
He’s probably right. Colt knows it’s not Lex. But who the hell is it?
Chapter Eighteen
Griffin’s Beach
Marnie
“Any idea what’s going on in there?” Marnie asks Lex at the bar in the clubhouse.
For a woman who once wanted to beat Marnie’s ass into the pavement in Summerville, Lex has been surprisingly welcoming to Marnie. Not only did she save Marnie’s life, she also played an instrumental part when it came to Venom finally accepting Marnie’s apologies.
“Not a clue,” Lex says and hands her glass to Kent. “More tequila, please.”
Jace’s son may only be an inch and a half shorter than him, but Kent towers over Marnie and Lex. It’s cute how much he lookslike his dad. And it’s hard not to wonder if Kent takes after his father inallaspects.
“Colt’s going to have a good time later, huh?” Kent says with a wink as he refills her glass.
“Not as good of a time as your dad and Mel.”
Grimacing, he shudders. “It’s weird hearing your dad fucking his girlfriend.”
“Imagine how he’ll feel hearing you fucking your girlfriend.”
He straightens up, and his face turns more serious than Marnie has ever seen him. Normally, he looks stoned. “You know, don’t you?”
“I know many things, Kent.”
“Do…theyknow?”
Shrugging, she leans forward and smiles at him. “I don’t know. Colt hasn’t said anything, so I don’t think so. But I don’t really think they’ll care.”
“Who’s he screwing?” Marnie asks, leaning forward and keeping her voice low. It’s clear whoever he’s bedding isn’t common knowledge yet.
“No one,” he says and hunches down. “We’re just dating, and things have… happened, but I haven’t had sex with her yet. Not until she’s ready.”
Laughing, Lex turns to her side and rests her elbow and forearm on the top of the bar. “She will be. Trust me.”
“Lex…”
“I won’t say a word. Promise.”
Marnie stares, bewildered. “Wait, you know who he’s dating, but you don’t know why all the charters have crammed into the Chapel tonight?”
If she’s being honest, having her father here makes Marnie anxious. When she told Snake she was moving to Griffin’s Beach to win Venom back, he threatened to disown her. She didn’t care, and she left anyway. He hasn’t talked to her since.
Waving an arm around the room, Lex snorts. “Okay, that’s fair, but I don’t in this situation. I can’t tell if it’s good or bad, but I think it has something to do with the bullshit warrants. Egotistical prick.”
“You don’t think…” Kent says and leans forward as he joins Lex looking at the Chapel doors.
Shaking her head, she sips her tequila, which Marnie has never been great at handling. To her, that’s a shot, not a drink. Not without mixers.