Kendall’s breath sawed in and out of her longs and she drew in sharply.
“When do you give her orders while you’re deep in her pretty pussy?”
Johnnie squinted. “Have you ever seen her pussy?”
Bash nodded. “Don’t you think it’s pretty?”
If Kendall didn’t feel so wobbly, she’d get to her feet and run away, not stopping until she put as much distance between herself and Johnnie as she could. Whowasthis man, allowing another man to run circles around him?
Even if there was a reason, there was no fucking excuse for him to be so goddamn stupid.
“Cleaner, John Boy,” Bash said politely. “Remember him?”
“Motherfucker, if you answer that, you will sleep at the fucking dog pound like the mangy cur you are,” Kendall yelled, tears streaming down her cheeks despite her outrage.
“He isn’t giving me a choice, Kendall.”
She slapped her hand over his mouth.
He jerked it away. “It is very pretty. And I give her orders when she’s sucking me off.”
“Is Meggie in danger, Johnnie?” Bash asked as if he didn’t have a care in the world.
“You said no.”
“Do you believe me?”
“Why shouldn’t I?”
Clasping his hands and resting them in front of him, Bash shrugged. “Can’t think of a reason why?”
“None that I believe.”
Bash dropped his boots to the floor and turned to Kendall just as she freed herself from Johnnie’s hold. “There’s your answer, princess. Meggie’s not in danger. You heard it straight from your husband.” He smiled. “You’re gorgeous even through your tears. Mascaras not even running. The cunts at the club look like coked up raccoons when they cry. If you were my cunt, I’d have you give makeup tutorials.”
Kendall felt drained. She didn’t know what to say. More than anything, she wanted to help Mortician.
Bash slid her jewelry to Johnnie. “I told you I’d take care of it, Kendall. And I have. It’s done.I’mdone for you. I wish I could come to some type of business agreement with the Dwellers.”
“Wait a fucking minute!” Johnnie exploded, then began to laugh. “You’re lying. This is just another ploy.”
Bash lit a cigarette, puffed for a minute, then smiled. “If Kendall gave me half a chance, I’d try to behave for her. We all know I wouldn’t. She’d probably end up dead at my hand. I’m an addict and I kill even quicker when I’m high. But I’d kill to have a bitch worship me the way she does you. The way Meggie does Christopher. Just for a little while. Just to see how that feels to have a woman show me real kindness.” He puffed again,released more smoke. He nodded to Kendall. “She treats me like a person. A man, Johnnie. Even if she is slightly afraid of me, she stands up to me and for herself. I want to do this for her. I wantherto be proud of me.”
Swiping at her tears, touched in spite of herself, Kendall walked to Bash and laid a hand on his shoulder. “Thank you. Truly. And I promise I will talk to Christopher. Maybe, you two can work something out. As long as Meggie is safe, he might be willing.”
He swung his gaze over his shoulder and looked at her. “I’d have some conditions.”
“No!” Johnnie snarled. “Get the fuck out of here, Kendall. You aren’t a member of the club.”
“This is my fucking office, motherfucker.Youget to fucking stepping.”
“Christopher would be so proud,” Bash crowed.
“What are the conditions?” Kendall asked, swiping at her wet cheeks, glad Johnnie snapped his big fucking mouth shut.
“Diesel stays married to my niece for another six months like I ordered.”
“Christ, I can’t believe you said that,” Johnnie complained.