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He set down his can and crossed his arms. “Actually… They’re Ghosts of Vengeance. That’s what the back of their cuts said.”
“I don’t care if they’re the Mothers of Mickey Mouse. You stay away from them. I mean it. Do you hear me?”
“You even want to know why they’re over there? Why she called them?”
“No. It doesn’t matter. Just do as I say, this one time.”
“You’re an asshole.” Brennan slammed into the house, and I couldn’t even argue with him. I was an asshole. A really stupid asshole who should have done some due diligence before starting up something with a woman I didn’t know.
Her brother was in a fucking MC. Go figure. Just my kind of luck. I hadn’t felt a glimmer of anything for a woman in years, and the first time I let myself go… This.
My feet were moving before I knew I was moving. I pounded on her storm door, wanting to see her and get answers right now. And when a smiling blond man in a black tee and a goddamn cut answered the door while eating a cupcake, I just about plowed my fist into his perfect too-white teeth.
“Dang it, Biter,” Vale grumbled, pushing the guy back as she stepped between us. “Don’t answer my door.”
“I wanted to met the cop you’ve been mooning over.”
“I wasn’t mooning.” She pushed him farther back into the house and pulled the main door shut as she stepped onto the porch with a big smile. “Hi.”
“We need to talk.”
She moved toward me. “What’s wrong?”
I pulled back, not wanting her to touch me. I was angry, but I was weak.
“What’s wrong?” I echoed. “Your brother is in a fucking MC.”
“He’s the prez. The president,” she murmured.
“And I’m an officer of the law. You didn’t think you should tell me?” I yelled. I took a deep breath and noticed several frowning faces with narrowed eyes, watching us through the big picture window.
I took another step back. God forbid they thought even an innocent touch was threatening to their president’s fucking sister.
“So,” she said, confusion furrowing a line between her brows. “It’s not like they’re criminals.”
I snorted. “Right…”
She drew an incensed breath. “Every one of them has an upstanding job.”
“Right,” I said again. “To cover for their actual activities.”
Her mouth dropped open. “Dayton Anthony Windsor. I never took you for such a judgmental asshole.”
“You don’t know me at all.”
She stared at me. “I know you a lot more than you think. And I’m still shocked.” She shook her head, sadness, disappointment and anger warring in her stare. “You should leave.”
“Vale.”
“You need to leave. Now!” Tears glistened in her eyes. “They’re my family. They have taken care of me. Loved me. Supported me. And if you can’t accept who my family is, well then…”
Her throat convulsed as she swallowed, and I wanted nothing more than to pull her into my arms and comfort her and tell her I was sorry and nothing else mattered. But I couldn’t, because this wasn’t some rom-com movie. It did matter.
She shook her head. “If you can’t accept who my family is, then… I really am dead to you. Goodbye, Dayton.”
Spinning on her heel, Vale slammed into the house, taking my ripped out heart with her while at least half a dozen pissed off men glared at me. And it was my own damn fault.
This fucking day…
