Christopher released a sound of fury and rushed toward her. Seeing him coming, Kendall scrambled out of her seat. When that didn’t deter him, she darted around him, but he grabbed her hair and yanked her back. “Listen up, Kendall,” he whispered, close to her ear. “I fuckin’ left my nine in my saddlebag but I still got fuckin’ hands, like you said. They still got knives in this motherfucker. You wanna fuckin’ live, don’t bring up Patrick again. The difference between you and Megan is she got a fuckin’ heart. Before she hurt my kid, she’d risk her own life. Johnnie sent you away to save your fuckin’ life. Cuz, lemme tell you. I wanna kill you so fuckin’ bad. I fuckin’ despise you. You fuck with me cuz you want me to take pussy from you.” He shook her, unmoved by the hot tears sliding against his hand. “Ain’t ever fuckin’ happenin’. I don’t wanna fuck you. I ain’t ever wanted to fuck you. I want Johnnie fuckin’ happy. That’s it. I’m here to bring your ass back with the stipulation that if you ever fuckin’ look at my girl wrong, I’ma let Johnnie know you killed his kid. That let me off the fuckin’ hook. I ain’t gotta fuckin’ kill you. If he didn’t fuckin’ do it himself, he’d fuckin’ divorce you.”
“You’d tell Johnnie about my abortion?” she sobbed in a low tone.
“A spouse for a fuckin’ spouse. I want Johnnie happy, but if his happiness depend on Megan well-being, guess who the fuck gonna lose? Every fuckin’ time you think about fuckin’ with Megan, remember your fuckin’ man. Don’t fuckin’ even fuckin’ think about openin’ your fuckin’ mouth to Megan about Dinah or Traveler. Hear me?”
“A little while ago you wanted to send me away. You didn’t come here to bring me back.”
“Wishful fuckin’ thinkin’ I came the fuck up with on the fuckin’ fly,” he admitted. “Now, fuckin’ tell me you understand what the fuck I’m askin’ of you.”
“I understand. I’ll never say anything to Meggie about anything that I’m not supposed to. Now, let go of me and I’ll explain myself to you.”
He released her, then shook his head. “I ain’t interested in nothin’ you gotta say.”
Sniffling, she dissolved into tears, leaning against his chest, fucking determined that he touch her. “Back the fuck up.”
Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck. “I’m so sorry!” she wailed. “I was so angry about my job. Then Roxy just deserted me. Meggie refused to stand up for women by siding with me. To top it all off, Johnnie sent me away. He could’ve challenged you to…to…a duel or something.”
Christopher grabbed her shoulders and shook her, hoping to pull her back the fuck out of psycho land. A duel? That shit said it all. “First off? This ain’t the OK Corral or old England or France. You fuckin’ livin’ in a fuckin’ fantasy. Second, Roxy ain’t deserted you.” He wasn’t about to tell her about Roxy’s cancer. He’d let Johnnie deal with that reaction. “Third, how the fuck my girl not tellin’ me to let you get your job back not standin’ the fuck up for women? That woulda had nothin’ to do with whatever the fuck other girls facin’. And, fuckin’ finally, Johnnie fuckin’ love you. For the thousandth goddamn time. But lemme be clear. He ain’t ever winnin’ against me and neither will you. Stop fuckin’ fightin’ me, Kendall. All it do is bring death and destruction and misery. Mainly, your fuckin’ own.”
“Kyler’s dead. Charlotte’s house is burned down. Brooks has no office. That’s more than just my misery.”
“Yeah, but you fuckin’ caused all of it. Cuz you one stubborn cunt.” She’d also caused an almost unresolvable wedge between him and Fee. He had to let by-fucking-gones be by-fucking-gones. However… “Johnnie just stuck in one place. He gotta move forward with his life. So, again, I wanna take you to him. You stick to my terms, things gonna be fine.”
“What about you and me making love? I swear I won’t tell anybody.”
Jesus, Mary, and all that was fucking holy. “I’m not fuckin’ you,” he roared, then decided on a different tact. Out of fucking choices, he’d opt to reason with her. Now who the fuck was the pyscho cunt? Him. Unreasonable bitches couldn’t fucking be reasoned with. He pointed to the chair. “Sit the fuck down,” he ordered, stalking to the sofa.
She smiled at him and complied, not in the least ashamed that her slightly parted legs revealed her shaved cunt. His glare deepened her smile. “Why you want us to fuck? You really attracted to me or you just want in my bed cuz of Megan? Do you even fuckin’ know?”