Craving Molly(29)
“She allergic or something?” my dad asked, because he couldn’t just fucking drop it.
“No, she has a skin condition—”#p#分页标题#e#
“Contagious?” Dad cut in.
“Jesus Christ,” I spit out, getting to my feet. “Does it goddamn matter?”
Rebel jerked as I got to my feet, but wrapped her arms around my neck as soon as she got her bearings.
“Will,” Molly called, embarrassed. “It’s fine.”
I looked down at her hand on my hip, then met her eyes. I was making it fucking worse.
“She has eczema,” Molly told my dad, her fingers curling into my belt loop as I stayed on my feet. “It’s not contagious. And she’s not allergic to milk, but once I stopped giving it to her, the eczema stopped flaring up as much.”
“She can’t have any?” my mom asked. “Not even when it’s cooked in? Or cheese?”
“I haven’t tried.” Molly shook her head. “It’s been so nice not having her scratching at her skin until it bleeds that I haven’t wanted to chance it.”
“I can understand that,” Mom said, nodding. “My son Mick was allergic to strawberries, of all things. We didn’t even keep strawberry soda in the house.” She chuckled.
“I’m gonna take her in to the living room,” I said, leaning down to kiss Molly’s forehead. “You have some cake.”
“You don’t have to do that,” she argued, trying to stand up until I pressed my hand down on her shoulder.
“She’s gonna send half a’that cake home with me.”
“Why do you get half?”
“It’s my favorite,” I answered, leaning down to kiss her again. “And I’m her favorite.”
I turned and carried Rebel out of the room as my brother and sister argued over who was my mother’s favorite. I needed a few minutes to get my shit together after that clusterfuck.
Chapter 7
Molly
“Hey, Will,” I called softly as he drove us home from his parents house that night. “Could you not leave me next time?”
The car jerked a little to the left at my words and Will quickly straightened it out before glancing over at me. “Leave you?”
“Yeah,” I met his eyes then looked away, setting my hand down on his where it was resting on my thigh. “Just—you know—when you left me at the table.”
“Rebel couldn’t have the cake, right?”
“No, I know,” I said in frustration. I hated feeling needy, because I wasn’t. But after he’d left me alone with his family, I’d been unbearably uncomfortable. I didn’t know them, and his dad was an asshole.
Mrs. Hawthorne had talked almost non-stop as she cut up the cake and served it, wrapping a huge slice of it for Will to take home, but the rest of the table had been noticeably silent. I’d barely taken two bites when it had become too much and I’d escaped to go find Will and Rebel.
I’d found them on the floor of the living room. Will had been flat on his back with his arms crossed behind his head, while Rebel had straddled his chest, poking at his face. He’d huffed every time she moved, like she was knocking the wind out of him, and she’d been giggling like he was the funniest thing she’d ever seen.
“I was just really uncomfortable,” I said, lowering my voice to almost a whisper.
“That was only family,” Will said incredulously. “What’re you gonna do when it’s an entire clubhouse full of people?”
“Not go,” I replied half-jokingly. The other half of me was not joking in the least. I didn’t want anything to do with his motorcycle club. I didn’t know what they were into, but I knew it wasn’t good. It was hard for me to imagine Will there.#p#分页标题#e#
“Sorry you were uncomfortable,” Will replied gruffly. “Thought you’d found your footing before I left.”
My skin prickled at his tone.
“Your dad threatened your brother before he’d even sat down at the table,” I snapped.
“Tommy’s a prick—you think it’s okay for him to talk to my mother like that?” Will snapped as he turned down my street.
“Of course not!”
“So what’s got your panties in a twist?”
“He threatened to beat up his teenage son!”
“No, he didn’t.”
“I heard him.”
“You heard what you wanted to hear, Molly,” Will said flatly, turning off the car and throwing his door open.
My nostrils flared as he shut the door behind him, cutting off our conversation. Oh, hell no. I threw open my door and scrambled out of the car.