Page 18 of A Dangerous Game
I nod my head. “I'm sorry to hear that.” My problems were with my dad not Jenny. I didn't want anything to happen to her. My dad was the one that cheated on my mom.
“I know we have our problems-”
“We have nothing between us besides DNA. Absolutely nothing. You disowned me when I told you I wanted more to my life than being some biker’s ol’ lady!” I yell at him tapping into the anger that’s been suppressed inside for years. “You did this! You threw me away. If there was something going on, you made me fall into the trap. You did this.”
My chest is heaving. After all these years, he still pisses me the hell off. He’s still the most stubborn piece of shit man I know.
My dad’s eyes widen. “You think you’re better than us? You think that just because you get paid to be a prostitute, you think you can judge us? Go ahead and hate the club. The club that was good enough to feed you for eighteen years and had your back. Fuckin’ ungrateful!”
I’ve had enough. “This is bull shit. Fuck this.”
I spin on my heels and stomp out of the room. “Fucking stupid. I’m so stupid for thinking it's going to get better,” I mutter to myself. “I’m so fucking stupid.”
“He cares a lot about you, you know that?”
Hearing the voice behind me makes me tremble inside. “I don’t even want to talk to you,” I grumble, stomping away from him.
For some reason, I feel the gravity pull I have always felt towards him. Of course that was when he was just James to me. Back when we couldn't keep our hands off each other.
Hulk’s running to catch me before I get to the elevator. “You can hate us all you want, but we’re your fuckin’ family.”
I fucking hate that I stop in my tracks at hearing his statement. Why does he still have this power of me?
His fingers bite into the fleshy part of my shoulder. “Last I checked, family didn’t turn their backs on a member because they wanted more out of their life. I’m so fucking stupid!”
“Sinclair, please don’t leave. Talk to your dad.”
I shake my head while looking down at my shoes. I’m still wearing my stilettos I put on earlier and they are looking a little dingy from this air out here. Everything out here sucks. The air sucks the life out of you.
And to think, the man who’s begging me to stay is the man that pushed me away. “Fuck you, James,” I spit and push on the elevator call button to get it to hurry.
Before he can respond, the doors slide open and I’m stepping into the elevator while slamming my hand against the button to close it before he can say anything more to me. I can’t be around these people for this long. I can’t allow myself to let him hurt me again. He hurt me so bad.
I lost my virginity to this man and I’ve never fallen out of love with him. I hate him. Don’t get me wrong. I hate the man but I have never stopped loving him.
“Hulk. James died a long time ago, baby.”
The doors slide close just in time.
HULK
It was only until the elevator doors slammed shut did I let my breath I was holding in out. The woman still causes my breath to get lodged in my throat. Fuck!
“She left, didn’t she?”
“Yeah, brother. She did.”
Turning around to see Thorn’s tired expression on his face, I already know he’s pissed the fuck off. “It took me a lot of fuckin’ work to get her here. Man, a lot. I had to go and watch her fuck some guy on camera.”
“You watched it? You watched her be a fuckin’ whore and didn’t stop her?”
Thorn smiles a little. “Wow, the man without a heart is actin’ like a jealous boyfriend.”
That stung. I feel the burn from his jab all the way inside. “Fuck you, man.”
“Nah, you’re not my type. Plus, I don’t wanna keep it all in the family, ya’know?”
“I worry about you,” I grumble while looking back at the closed elevator doors. “She’s gone, isn’t she?”
