Page 176 of Ruptured
“I don’t want to be with Rebel. She’s our sister. You’ve just spent a fucking hour saying we’re family. Now, you’re telling me to commit incest.”
“Incest?”
“Like Oedipus Rex.”
“You like Mom, too?”
“No, not in the way you mean. Just forget it.”
“You can beourbrother andRebel’shusband.”
“Uncle Christopher would kill me,” Diesel blurted. “That relationship is still weird. As you, Ransom, and Ryder pointed out several times.”
“It is, but if that makes Reb happy, then she can have you. She almost died, and I don’t care if she loves you as long as she’s alive. I don’t even care if she marries Kaia and he’s the most annoying motherfucker ever.”
“An emo.”
“What’s that?”
“I’ll explain later. In the meantime, let me point out that Rebel may find someone else.”
“We’ll never allow it. CJ vetted Kaia, so he passes the test. Bishop would, too. Possibly Grant. We won’t let no other motherfucker get close to Reb. Dad and CJ will either beat them up or kill them. You would, too.”
“True. Neither Aunt Meggie nor Rebel will go for that.”
“They won’t know.”
“One’s the Blonde Viper and the other’s now deemed the Blonde Warrior. They’ll figure it out.”
“Special operations, Diesel, and you know why.”
“I do,” Diesel said, sighing. “Kaia and Bishop are easier to control and intimidate.”
“That’s why I said possibly for Grant. Lolly would kick our asses, so he might not be in the running. He likes Brynn Mason anyway. Kaia is stupid and Bishop would do anything Rebel tells him. He likes her the way Grant likes Brynn.”
Anger surged into Diesel. He’d suspected that motherfucker wanted Rebel.
“Don’t tell Bishop I told you—”
Diesel didn’t respond.
“A man’s word is his bond. Remember?”
“Fine. Your secret’s safe. How do you know anyway?”
“’Cause he paid me ten bucks each time I told him how Rebel was when he was banned from talking to her. A motherfucker don’t pay no other motherfucker to find out about a girl if he don’t like her a lot.”
“Does Rebel like Bishop?”
“Not as much as she likes you.”
“And you know this how?”
Axel rolled his eyes again. “Our cameras. You’re getting senile like Dad. I just told you we spy on her and you’ve forgotten already.”
“She talks about me?”
“She used to. She wants to marry you and stuff. Have your babies. Does that mean you got to put your cock in her? She wants to build a big house with you,” Axel added without missing a beat, as if he hadn’t asked a question that brought unwanted images to Diesel’s mind.
