I walk over to the fridge and grab two beers. I toss one to Reese and sit down. “You need to stay away from Ice. I mean it, brother.”
He shrugs. “Why should I stay clear of Ice, brother? We’re close, and always have been. I’m not real sure if I’m willing to walk away from her.” His emphasis on ‘brother’ doesn’t have me fooled. He wants to push my buttons. Fucker.
“I’m not saying you can’t talk to her, but you better keep your fucking hands off her.”
A slow smile spreads across his face. “Man, have you seen her ass? How the hell is a man supposed to keep his hands off something so damn fine?”
I have to fight the urge to punch him in his smart ass mouth. Instead, I just give it to him straight. “She’s my old lady now, and I don’t share.”
“She won’t either,” he says before opening his beer.
“She won’t what?”
A slow smile spreads across his face. “She ain’t gonna share you either, Kidd.”
“She’ll do what I tell her to do,” I reply, even though I have no intentions of sinking my dick into anyone but her. I’ve spent the last six years pretending every woman I’ve touched was Jenna. Why the fuck would I stray when I have the real thing at home?
Reese chuckles. “Obviously, you don’t know Ice as well as you think you do. She does what she wants.”
I shake my head. “Not anymore.”
“Jenna isn’t like the rest of the bitches here. She isn’t going to take your shit lying down. She’s not gonna do something just cause you told her to. ”
Hearing him use Jenna’s real name kills me. It proves that they’re a lot closer than I ever realized. She doesn’t let anyone but Chipper call her Jenna anymore, and that’s my fucking fault too. I made the mistake of calling her the Ice Queen and it stuck. “She’ll learn.”
This time Reese barks out a full laugh. “She’ll learn? Do you really believe that?”
“Yeah, she’s an intelligent woman. She knows what’s expected of her. Ice will fall in line. It’ll just take a little time.” I can only pray that what I’m saying is true; pray that someday she’ll let me back into her heart.
“Pres, I thought you were smarter than that.”
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” I ask in a near growl.
He shakes his head. “She’s not gonna just fall in line like other women. She’s going to fight you tooth and nail every step of the way.”
“I’ll win,” I say, determination filling my voice. I have to. If not, I’ll lose her for good this time.
He nods. “Yeah, but do you want Ice or some half ass broken version of her.”
I push my hands through my hair. “I don’t know what the fuck I want.” That’s not true. I want Jenna, the Jenna that looked at me like I was the only man in the world for her, but I’m not sure that Jenna exists anymore.
Reese stands up and walks towards the door. “You better figure it out. You can make her be your old lady, but you can’t make her give a shit about you. If you want Ice to be by your side, you’re going to have treat her like she belongs there. Bossing her ass around isn’t the way to go. There’s a reason why she never wanted to be an old lady.”
She never wanted to be an old lady? What the fuck did he mean by that? All the girls in the club would fight to the death to become an old lady. I knew she didn’t want to be mine, but I figured she’d jump at the chance of being claimed by Timber or Reese. Shaking off the thoughts of what Reese just said, I get up and walk back to Jenna’s room.
She’s still curled up on the bed sleeping. I go over to her and kick the bed hard enough to make it shake. “Wake the fuck up,” I shout.
She bolts upright. “What the hell is wrong with you?” she sneers, then looks around, then back to me, eyes narrowed. “What did you do to Reese?”
“What I should have done was put a bullet in his fucking head. He knew he shouldn’t be in here with you, but he was in your damn bed anyway. He got off with a warning this time, because he’s my brother. Next time, he won’t be so lucky. Don’t make me have to pull the fuckin’ trigger, Ice.”
“Bullshit! I’m not stupid, Kidd. I know you wouldn’t kill Reese. Bloody him up a bit, yeah, but he’d be breathing when it was over. He’s a brother, and I’m just a club whore. If anyone in this situation ends up dead, it’ll be me and you know it. Even though my life sucks right now, I still want to keep on breathing,” she says like a snotty teenager. She throws back the blankets, and I notice she’s naked underneath. I told her last night that she was mine. She better pray that nothing happened between her and Reese.