“That’s not good enough for me Roxanne.”
I watch as her eyes go big. I see the moment that the fear hits her and it soothes me. I keep things so tightly compacted, I have to keep control. The fear in her eyes allows that control to snap. I grab her hand before she can completely back away from me and then push my way in the doorway as if I was out on the football field. This is going to be easier than I dreamed. I’ll take care of her, get rid of her car and set about luring Aubree away from that man. She’ll have to pay for letting him near. She’ll have to pay dearly.
As I snap Roxanne’s wrist, I smile because I can hear the crack of the bone even over her screaming I find myself hoping that Aubree doesn’t make me do to her what I’m going to do to Roxanne here.
Don’t make me, Aubree. There’s so much more I’d rather do to you…
Chapter Forty-Nine
Jax
“Feeling sore are you?”
“Fuck off, asshole,” I growl at Torch. The bastard just laughs harder. Skull sits down beside me, but his face is definitely more somber.
“We didn’t beat you down enough, you’re moving too soon.”
“Beth and Katie came over to take Bree shopping. I couldn’t stand to look at the empty walls. I really need a better place.”
“You do if you’re going to keep Bree,” Skull agrees and manages to piss me off. There’s no if to it, she’s mine.
“I’m keeping her,” I grumble at him.
“Si. Then you better find a new home. She deserves better than that dump,” he says, and he’s not wrong. She does. Hell, she deserves better than me, and I’m pretty sure that’s what he’s thinking too. I take a pull from my beer and lean back. “How is my sobrina?” he adds.
“Worried. She still can’t get a hold of Roxanne. Have you heard from the prospects I sent to Tennessee?”
“They reported back about an hour ago. There was no sign of her. The house is empty, and the woman’s car is gone. They checked inside, just to make sure. A few dresser drawers were open as if clothes were taken out in a hurry, and the closet door was open. Maybe she just needed to leave in a hurry?”
“Maybe, but from the way Bree talks they’re super close. I can’t imagine she’d leave and not call her.”
“So, it’s like the rest of the shit around here lately. Another mystery without answers,” Beast growls, and it’s hard for me to get used to his darker voice. He’s changed a lot since his accident. He was trying to get out more and become part of the club again—besides just being the main muscle. Yet, since that day at the picnic when Lucy said crap about him, he’s retreated more. Fuck, he’s so hairy now I can barely see his face and he’s added so many tattoos there’s no skin visible anywhere. He’s definitely more beast than man now. He puts his heavy body down in the seat, and I’m surprised the fucker doesn’t cave under his weight.
“Amen,” we all seem to say together.
“You look like a fucking train hit you,” Beast says, and shit, I must be bad if this is coming from him.
“It looks worse than it is,” I mutter resisting the urge to kick the shit out of Torch for laughing. Fucking bastard.
“Where did Beth and Katie take Bree?” I ask, trying to change the subject.
“Who the fuck knows, Katie’s not talking to me,” Torch bitches.
“They went into Somerset,” Skull answers.
“That’s a hell of a long drive for shopping,” Torch complains. “I should paddle her ass for not telling me.”
“I’ve got Bruno driving them,” Skull answers. “Or Beth wouldn’t have told me either. I told him to take them there so they wouldn’t run into any of Tucker’s bunch.”
“Fuck,” I mutter.
“Si. There is a can of worms you do not want to open just yet, motherfucker.”
I scrub my hands over my face. “Fuck. I know,” I answer.
“I ought to beat you again,” Torch says giving me a dirty look.
“Then your wife really would be pissed,” I joke, hoping that’s enough to change his mind, because hell, I’m so damned sore I haven’t even been able to love on my own woman. I’m hoping that will change tonight. It’s been two days, and I still had trouble riding my damn bike over here.
“That’s not why she’s not talking motherfucker,” Torch answers, and Skull snorts in disbelief. “Well it’s not the only reason. She’s mad cause I won’t give her my dick.”
“Jesus, I don’t want to hear about your sex-life,” Beast growls.