“Then that is the problem!”
“No,” he snapped back. “If it was, I woulda fuckin’ said so. You know I ain’t hidin’ how the fuck I feel ‘bout one motherfuckin’ thing. My fuckin’ problem is you.”
The tears rushing to her eyes increased his frustration. He didn’t know if misunderstanding his meaning started her tears or if the conversation upset her. Rubbing the bridge of his nose, he lowered his voice. “You right,” he relented. “Okay, Fee? I’ll back the fuck away under one fuckin’ condition.”
“What?” she asked in a wobbly voice.
“Look me in the goddamn eye and tell me you ain’t gonna fall the fuck apart when Cash fuck over you.” He thought about Cash bringing Daphne to the park. “Tell me you under-fuckin-stand he ain’t into nothin’ serious. He don’t want fuckin’ kids or marriage.”
“You didn’t want kids or marriage at one time,” she said around loud sniffles, tears leaking from her eyes.
“Cash ain’t me, Fee. I fucked over Megan bad when she first got here. Almost lost her. She caught me with another bitch and she was leavin’. I didn’t want her to go, so I talked her into fuckin’ stayin’ and from that night to this one, I ain’t ever touched another bitch. You willin’ to do that? Drop him if he fuck over you?”
Another difference was he hadn’t touched Megan yet. Cash and Fee had already fucked.
“If he doesn’t want kids or marriage, to be with him I’ll just give up that dream.”
“No, fuck no, fucking fuck FUCK no,” Christopher snarled. “Why the fuck you gotta give up your goddamn dream to be with that motherfucker? You sell yourself too fuckin’ short. This the goddamn reason I barred him the fuck away from you. You willin’ to hop to do everything that motherfucker say and he ain’t givin’ up shit for you.”
“Isn’t that what love’s about?”
“Fuck no. Love about compromise. You ain’t givin’ up your dreams for no other motherfucker.”
“I can be an eternal aunt.”
Fuck. He wasn’t wasting his goddamn breath about this. Fee wasn’t his daughter. If she wanted to chase behind Cash, that was on her. Cash, on the other hand, better leave her the fuck alone. “Do what the fuck you gotta do,” he said, a little disgusted at her attitude. “You wanna give up kids for some motherfucker, do it. But Cash in my fuckin’ club. That motherfucker not fuckin’ over you if he wanna fuckin’ live. Case fuckin’ closed.”
“Can we reopen it for one minute?” she pleaded, her face red and splotchy from her tears.
“What?”
“Is it anyone from your club? Or just Cash? What about if it was a girl. Or…or a triad.”
Christopher went very, very still so he wouldn’t become very, very angry. He wasn’t the smartest motherfucker, but it seemed mighty fucking strange Fee was bringing up a relationship with three goddamn people, considering Cash had Stretch, who he’d never give up as long as Stretch settled for his bullshit.
It all made perfect fucking sense, including why Stretch went along with that shit at the park and why he’d been at the clubhouse during Cash’s ass beating.
“What the fuck you talkin’ the fuck about? Cuz I fuckin’ know you ain’t fuckin’ sittin’ there tryna fuckin’ tell me you fuckin’ both Cash and Stretch. They ain’t stupid e-fuckin-nuff to use you like that.”
Lowering her lashes, she swiped at her cheeks, then glanced away, taking a moment too fucking long to answer. “No, Christopher,” she lied.
“Then what the fuck you sayin’?” he demanded as Megan reappeared. He glanced in her direction, questioning what she needed with a look.
“Bacon, sausage, or both?”
“Bacon,” Christopher answered.
She didn’t move. His raised voice drew her, not fucking food. “Everything okay?”
Fee slid her chair back and jumped to her feet. “I have to go.”
“We finishin’ this conversation later,” he swore to the back of her head as she raced away.
Megan hurried behind her, returning in less than five minutes and seating herself at her spot, on his right side. She held out her hand to him and he took it without hesitation.
“I think Fee fuckin’ both Cash and Stretch,” he said, then explained the conversation to Megan.
“Christopher, just monitor the situation from afar. If she is, then she might be in it just for fun. Girls have fantasies too, you know?”
“What the fuck that mean?”