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“Fucking Tobin isn’t connecting. That fucker would connect with anything as long as there was a hole to use.”
Now it’s my turn to shake my head. “It might be difficult for you to understand, but I connect with both of your alters on very different levels. And not just in sexual ways.”
He inhales a sharp breath. “Even if I could connect with someone, I wouldn’t waste my time on someone like you.”
Ouch. “Someone like me?”
“A whore,” he says through gritted teeth, like it pains him to speak that word.
“I think someone’s jealous.”
He turns and grips the steering wheel. “I’m not fucking jealous.”
“Your dick doesn’t work. So what? Who fucking cares? I don’t want your dick, if that’s what you’re worried about. I want to connect with you differently. Emotionally.”
“Are you suicidal? It’s like you want to die.”
His words are a warning, but I’ve never been one to listen to warnings. I keep going.
“Who cares if you talk to me and tell me about yourself? You’ll either kill me or let me go in the end, so who the fuck cares what secret parts of you I take with me?”
“You’re literally insane. You know that, right? You have absolutely nothing to bargain with, yet you talk with your chest so high. A girl like you. You’re too confident for your own good.”
“Because I think we can help each other.”
He laughs. “Help each other? Okay. Just sit there and shut your mouth. If I wanted to go to a shrink, I’d have abducted one of those instead of a whore.”
This is pointless. I stand to go to the bed, but he grabs my hand.
“Meet me outside at the back of the truck. We still have a job to do.”
“Yes, Daddy Kane,” I say. I’m on a roll, clearly.
“That mouth is going to get you killed, dropout!” Kane yells as I open the door.
He’s such an asshole. How did I ever think I could break through the multiple layers of steel he’s put around himself?
The CB radio goes off as I climb out of the truck. I can’t make out the voice coming through the speaker, but I hear Kane’s response.
“This is Three Amigos. Everything’s fine. Over and out.”
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Kane
As she blindly follows me through the woods again, I’m overcome by a cloud of doubt. I can’t deny I’ve begun to like having the dropout around. That much became clear when I thought she had run off. Instead of feeling glad, another emotion swirled inside me. An unfamiliar emotion. It was similar to how I felt when I thought I’d lost Pup.
I shift the frozen dead woman over my shoulder and duck beneath a low-hanging branch. She’s heavy as hell. I don’t remember her being this difficult to carry when I killed her. Then again, she wasn’t an oddly positioned brick of human waste at that point. She’d been more malleable.
That’s another layer to this problematic cake I’ve baked. I miss killing. It’s not exactly a fun family activity, so I would have to give it up if I found a way to keep Aurora.
What the fuck am I thinking? I can’t keep her. The Nameless have made that abundantly clear. Even so, I find my mind sifting through ways to get out of this. There has to be a way to cancel the arrangement with The Nameless. She saved Pup, for fuck’s sake. I can’t repay what she’s done by handing her over to them.
But I can’t save her.
You don’t suddenly change your mind with The Nameless, not unless you want to be on the chopping block next. When I set everything in motion, I sealed her fate.
We approach the grave, but I avoid looking at Aurora. Despite all the shit I give her, she has helped me a bit. What have I done to help her? Jax and Tobin have put themselves out there for her. They’ve given her some form of the love she desperately craves. In a way, I guess we all crave that sort of love. Even me, though I won’t admit that to anyone.
