“What are you going to do with me, Torch?”
“I’ve been trying to tell you…”
“No, I mean what’s your endgame here? You have me. So, what now? Are you going to drag me back against my will to my cousins so they can finish what my fucking grandfather and father started?”
He seems taken back by my question, and I have no idea why he should be.
“We don’t make deals with the fucking Donahues,” he says.
“Then what exactly are you holding me for?”
“Your sister nearly destroyed my brother!” he growls. “Do you know what it did to him to think he killed the woman he loved? Do you know what it did to him to discover Beth was alive and to find that out through a man he fucking hates? Throw in the fact that he has a daughter he didn’t know about…”
“Bullshit!”
“What?”
“You heard me! Bull-fucking-shit! Your ‘brother’ knew Beth was alive and had his daughter, but when she reached out to him for help, he paid her to disappear!”
“You’re fucking insane. That shit did not happen.”
“Really? Because I was there, Torch, and let me tell you, it happened and it nearly destroyed my sister. So, if you think I’m going to sit around and wait for you to drag me back to Kentucky just so your brother can fuck Bethie all over again, then you’re the insane one.”
“Damn it, Katie, I’m telling you that… that did not…”
“Save it. I was there. You weren’t. In case you’re wondering, pretty boy, if it’s between trusting you and your overused cock and protecting my sister, she wins every damn time.”
With that, I limp into the bathroom and slam the door, since I couldn’t stomp like I wanted too. Once I lock the door, I slide down to the floor and stare up at the ceiling. I have to get out of here and find Bethie and Gabby. I can’t let my stupidity be the reason she loses Gabby. Colin said he made a deal with Skull. He hired Skull to bring us back to him and in exchange, Skull gets to keep his child. Bethie and I were convinced he was lying, but it’s clear now that he wasn’t. It’s also clear that I should’ve listened to my sister and never spent the night with Torch.
I just hope Bethie’s not the one who ends up paying for my stupidity.
“So you’re taking me back to Colin,” Katie says dejectedly.
I refuse to feel guilty here. I have nothing to feel guilty about and she’s not even trying to believe what I’m telling her, which pisses me off.
“Damn it, Katie. Skull will not turn you or Beth over to Colin,” I tell her for the hundredth time. It’s true, he won’t. I conveniently leave out that Beth might prefer that to what Skull will do with her; that’s a battle for another time.
“Yeah. Sure. You have such faith in your brother. Whatever. When are we heading out?”
I don’t know if I want to shake some sense into her, or kiss her. “In a few minutes. I just need to say goodbye to Latch and Sabre first,” I tell her, throwing my t-shirt on and rolling it down my chest. I’d hoped she’d change her mind about sex, but it seems she’s intent on not having sex again. I don’t know why that fucking pisses me off more than anything else, but it does. And the fact that it does, pisses me off even more. I mean the least she could have done was sucked my cock, after I gave her two orgasms. Her outrage didn’t even bother coming out until she got hers. Women. Fucking hell. This is why I will never do a relationship. Never.
“They’re not coming with us?” she asks, confused.
“No. They have to get back to Annie. Latch’s sister got into some kind of trouble. They’re going to drive straight through. Skull wants us to take our time while he gets things ready there,” I tell her, refusing to look at her.
“You mean he wants us to drag our feet to give my sister time to come out of hiding and try to save me?” she asks. “And who is Annie?”
Really the fucking woman is too smart for her own good.
“I’d deny it, but you wouldn’t believe me anyway, and Annie is their woman,” I tell her, slipping on my boots. “I’ll be back after I say goodbye to my brothers.”
“They share a woman? Are you guys, like, polygamists? Shit. Bethie has no idea what sick fucks you guys are.”
“Just because they happen to love the same woman doesn’t make them sick. They’re completely sewn up over her and treat her like a queen. If Annie’s happy, you don’t need to fucking judge her,” I growl, really pissed off at her now. Shit, I don’t think I’d ever be able to share a woman I loved fulltime, but it works for them, so what-the-fuck-ever. I don’t ever intend on having a relationship that lasts more than a few weeks. Month, at the most. So it’s not like that fucking matters.