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I shake my head. “Not really. My mom was never really interested in anyone and, if she ever did date anyone, they didn’t last long. I asked her why all the time, but she said she found the love of her life once and no one could ever compare.”
He grins widely at my words. “Love of her life?”
“As if you didn’t know. It’s easy to tell you guys are crazy for each other, even after twenty-five years,” I tell him.
“I’ve always been crazy about her. I didn’t know if I could forgive her for taking off, but I guess now that I know why, I can’t really blame her,” he says softly.
“Everything happens for a reason,” I respond.
Zeke comes into the room before we can say anything else. He locks his eyes on me and walks over.
“I think it’s about time we talked,” he says to me.
I swallow hard. “Yeah, that’s probably for the best.”
“Here or private?” he asks.
“Private,” I say while getting up.
When we get to his room, I blow out a breath.
“How did you end up here?” he asks when I don’t say anything. He takes a seat beside me on his bed.
“I was kidnapped,” I say quietly. I would be surprised if he heard me but, from the reaction I get, I know that he did.
“You were kidnapped? By who? I swear, the fucker who did it is dead,” he says, getting angry.
“He is dead,” I tell him.
“Tell me everything,” he says.
So, I do. I tell him about hanging out with the Vicious Snakes, and then leaving with Katy to go to my grandmother’s funeral. I let him know that we were ran off the road and, when I woke up, I was chained to a wall with other women in the room. The more I speak, the more Zeke’s anger grows. I tell him how the man was obsessed with claiming trophies of club princesses, and he knew that I belonged to my father; even when I didn’t know who he was. I have to reassure Zeke that nothing further happened to me asides from being restrained. I let him know that I wasn’t tortured or raped.
“When we figured out who I belonged to, I met my father and came here to get to know him,” I finish.
“So, your mom hid because of the crazy shit going on when I was taken, and she was scared you would have been taken too?” he asks while thinking over everything I told him.
I nod my head. “Yeah, it’s crazy. We both could have grown up in this club and still have been best friends, but we were taken away and still found a way to be together,” I laugh.
“No shit. That’s a crazy coincidence. What are the odds we actually became friends?” he asks in disbelief.
“We were obviously always meant to be friends,” I tell him. I lean into him as he puts an arm around my shoulder.
“Fuck, this is all so crazy. I wouldn’t have believed it if it wasn’t my own life,” he says in a shocked tone.
“Tell me about it,” I say in agreement.
“Dinner!” A deep voice shouts before banging on the door.
“We better go. I heard that this Mama person doesn’t tolerate anyone missing dinner,” Zeke says dryly.
“The food smelled amazing the whole time, but I didn’t want to get hit with a wooden spoon,” I say while getting up.
“A wooden spoon?” he asks while following me.
“Yeah, she smacked about five brothers with a wooden spoon and told them to eat carrots if they were hungry,” I say with a laugh.
He chuckles as we walk to the kitchen and find everyone already making plates of the pasta and garlic bread Mama had prepared.
