Craving Molly(56)

I knew I needed a shower, but I really didn’t want to let go of the little heat I’d found once I’d wrapped myself up like a burrito. I groaned as I threw the blanket back off and climbed to my feet, wiggling my arms like that would help warm me up. I made it halfway across the room to the old dresser I had pushed against the wall before I remembered what had started me drinking the night before.

“Fuck,” I yelled, remembering Mel’s confident words. I lifted my keys from the top of the dresser and threw them as hard as I could against the wall. The sound they made wasn’t even close to satisfying. I searched the room for anything else I could throw, but there was nothing. I didn’t have knickknacks.#p#分页标题#e#

My eyes caught on the top drawer of my dresser, and without thinking, I’d yanked it out and tossed it across the room. It hit the wall loudly, splintering into pieces as boxer briefs and socks fell all over the floor.

My hands hit the top of my dresser, and I braced myself as I got the anger under control. “Fuck!” I yelled again as the door to my room opened.

“You okay?” Woody asked, his wide eyes taking in the mess.

“Yeah, kid,” I said gruffly. “I’m fine.”

I strode past him and across the hall to the bathroom, slamming the door behind me. I needed a shower and a cup of coffee. Then I’d head over to Molly’s and prove her best friend wrong.

* * *

Two hours later, I was pulling up in front of Molly’s trailer. It actually took four cups of coffee and a big breakfast before I was ready to face her. I wasn’t sure what I’d be walking into, but I was pretty confident that we could figure it all out.

I still wasn’t positive that we could make it work, but I’d been stupid to break shit off. I’d made it all worse in my head than it actually was. I could keep Molly and the club separate. She just had to know that the club came first. That sometimes, I’d be out of town and she’d have to wait. That’s just the way it was. She didn’t have to go to club events and shit, but I did. So she’d also have to get on board with that.

I climbed off my bike and strode toward the door confidently. Before I could knock, it swung open, revealing Molly in a pair of yoga pants and a sweatshirt that hung off one shoulder.

“Hey, sugar,” I said, leaning down to kiss her.

My stomach rolled when she jerked her head away and took a step backward.

“What’s up, Will?” she asked. The words weren’t unfriendly. In fact, they were almost pleasant.

“Just came to see you and Reb,” I said, walking into the house, even though she sure as shit hadn’t invited me in. There were open rubber tubs full of Christmas decorations covering the floor of the living room, and I glanced around to see that she’d moved the furniture so she had room for a Christmas tree. I wondered who was going to help her get one, and almost offered.

“Rebel’s playing in her room,” she said, reluctantly closing the door behind me. She couldn’t stand there with it open because it was so cold outside, but I could tell that she also didn’t want to give the impression that she was letting me stay.

“Look,” I said, smiling at her. “I know I fucked up, alright?”

“It’s fine, Will.”

“Nah, I can tell you’re pissed.”

“I was pissed. I’m not anymore.” She reached up and absently scratched her shoulder before relaxing against the wall.

“Thank fuck,” I murmured, stepping toward her.

“Uh, no,” she said, wrinkling her nose as she held up one hand to stop me.

“No, what?”

Molly laughed in disbelief and stood up straight. “No, I don’t want you anywhere near me.”

“You just said you weren’t pissed anymore,” I said roughly, ignoring her outstretched hand as I moved closer.

“I’m not,” she said, shaking her head. “I’m not mad at you. I just don’t want anything to do with you.”

My head jerked back in surprise. “What?”

“Will, you disappeared for almost a week.”

“I was out of town!”

“Oh, my God, shut up!” she yelled, her eyes widening in disbelief. “I don’t care if you were trapped in a lifeboat in the middle of the goddamn ocean, because here’s the thing—Rebel had surgery on Thursday, so you shouldn’t have even been in the goddamn ocean!”#p#分页标题#e#

“I’m supposed to plan my life around your kid?” I asked. The minute the words were out of my mouth, I knew how bad they were. I knew, but I still almost staggered at the change that came over Molly’s face.