Craving Molly(88)

“Sore.”

“She was high as hell when you brought her home,” he said with a chuckle.

“Yeah.”

“You know, the truth is usually easier to spew when you’re not in your right mind,” he said, thumping me on the back. “Don’t ignore that shit she was sayin’.”

“I won’t.” I looked over and found Molly lying on the couch, her head pillowed on one arm and Rebel tucked into the curve of her body. They were both sleeping in the middle of the loud, crowded clubhouse. I fucking loved that.





Chapter 19




Molly


“Pizza’s here, sugar,” Will’s voice said quietly into my ear. “Wake up and get some.” His lips hit my neck as I slowly opened my eyes.

“Oh, shit,” I grumbled, looking around the room. “I can’t believe I fell asleep. I just slept all day.”

“I can,” Will said, lifting Rebel from the couch as she woke up. “Your body’s healing, baby. You need the rest.”

“Why’s everyone here?” I asked as I pushed myself to my feet. “This isn’t normal, is it?”

Will looked at me for a minute, then shook his head. “No,” he replied. “It’s not normal.”

“Is this everyone?” I asked as he pressed his hand against the small of my back, leading me over to the pizza-covered bar top.

“Nah, about half,” Will answered. “Just the families of the guys that went out of town.”

My eyes widened as I looked around. There were a ton of people in the room, mostly ones I recognized, but a couple of women I’d never seen before were sitting in the corner with a little boy around Rebel’s age.

“Cheese?” Will asked as he let go of me to grab a couple of plates.

“I can get them,” I answered absently, taking the plates out of his hand. “You want some?”

“Nah, I’ll grab a plate later.”

I nodded silently and moved over to the pizza. I didn’t understand why everyone was in the clubhouse. The atmosphere was subdued. Not worried, exactly, but not cheerful, either. I knew the guys were up to something, had known it since they’d left that morning, but I think it all really began to sink in then.

As soon as Rebel and I sat down at a table, another thought occurred to me. “Where’s Mel?” I asked Will in confusion.#p#分页标题#e#

Will’s head snapped up and he searched the room hurriedly. “Fuck!” he blurted. He got to his feet and yelled for Brenna.

“What?” she asked, spinning toward Will.

“You call Melanie?”

“No,” she said slowly. “Thought Molly told her.”

“What?” I asked. “Why would I tell her?”

“You wouldn’t,” Will said, shaking his head. “Not your responsibility.”

He dug his phone out of his pocket and pounded his finger against the screen before raising it to his ear.

“Mel? Get to the clubhouse.” He scratched at his face in frustration. “Rock wants you here,” he said deeply. “Don’t care. Bring her.” He paused. “Yep. See ya in a few. Straight here, Mel.”

He ended the call shaking his head. “Fuckin’ ridiculous,” he murmured.

“What’s ridiculous?” I asked, still watching him.

“Your best friend.”

“And you’re just realizing this?”

“Nah,” he huffed, dropping down into his seat. “Still surprises me a bit, though.”

“She’s coming here?” I asked, oddly anxious.

“Yeah, she was at a movie with her sister. Who answers a phone in the fucking theater?”

“Mel,” I said dryly. “She wouldn’t want to miss something.”

“Sounds about right,” he said absently.

“How do you have her phone number?” I asked quietly, looking down at Rebel, who had already eaten half of her pizza slice. Thank God she’d grown out of the eczema or that cheese would be wreaking havoc on her later.

“I got all of the old ladies’ numbers,” Will answered. “All of us do.”

“Even yours?”

“What?” he asked in confusion. “Yeah, I got your number.”

“No, that woman you were with before,” I said, looking up to meet his eyes. I’d been thinking about her before Rebel and I had fallen asleep on the couch. I hadn’t seen her since the day before, but that didn’t really mean anything. Maybe she was working or something.

“Woman I was with before?” His words faded to nothing. “Casey? She’s not my old lady.”

“She’s something,” I replied, watching him squirm.