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“Tell us what happened last night,” Jax prompts. Raven’s eyes cut to Thorn.

“I watched a film with Thorn.”

“And then?”

“Went to bed.” Her face is bright red now. Yeah, bullshit. They fooled around at least.

“So why is Ace like a dog with two dicks this morning?” I interject impatiently. If she was messing about with Thorn, where does Ace come into it?

“And what does za-zar zaro...whatever you called her mean?” Thorn adds. Only Baxter remains silent.

“Zarocenka,” Jax repeats. “Means fiancée.”

Raven gasps, staring at Ace wide-eyed in shock.

“Why would you call me that, Ace?”

“Last night, I asked. You said yes.”

“I thought you were asking if I wanted to come! Of course I said yes!”

“Oh well, that’s just fucking great isn’t it,” Thorn snaps bitterly.

“Thorn,” she spins to face him. “I’m sorry! I—”

“This feels like Boy Scout shit, and it clearly doesn’t concern me, so I’m out,” Baxter drawls before walking from the room.

“Baxter! Stay!” Raven cries. She looks torn, like she wants to go after him but she stays. “What does he mean, ‘Boy Scout Shit’?”

“Probably referring to us being friends. I think he still feels like the odd one out sometimes. Or this being a repeat of last time. Or maybe even how, compared to him, we’re squeaky clean like good little Boy Scouts,” Jax points out in a huff.

“But it does concern him—”

“I know, princess. But you should know better than anyone that Baxter does what he wants.”

“It certainly seems like history is repeating itself. Ace, you idiot! You can’t trick a girl into marrying you,” I snap at him. He looks a little sheepish but not nearly sorry enough.

“No regret.”

“You can’t do that!” Raven protests.

“We date. Make sense. Have ring already. Make official. At home, no ask.”

“Oh for fuck’s sake!” I follow Baxter’s lead and leave them fucking to it.

Once I get to my room I seethe. I cross to my bedside table and pull open the drawer with too much force.

“Fuck!” I bark as the contents spill all over the carpet.

Fucking Ace! And damn Jax to hell! Has everyone fucking had a taste of her but me? Why am I the only one playing by the goddamn rules for once? Fuck this shit. Jax is such a goddamn hypocrite for messing with her. Of course Thorn would follow suit. But I expected better from Ace and Baxter.

It’s not okay that Ace uses his language barrier to steam roller his way into getting what he wants. I know the guy has some severe learning disabilities that he keeps hidden, but he damn well knew what he was doing when he proposed to Raven in the throes of an orgasm. It’s unacceptable.

Ignoring the mess, I sink to the floor and grab the small silk box from the disorder. I flick it open with my thumb and stare at the two rings inside. This ring box has given me nothing but trouble. I agonised over the design of its contents, and for what? She’ll never wear it. Hell, I’ll never get to give it to her.

I had it all planned out, how I’d take Raven and Phoenix out for the perfect day before proposing to them both with their matching bands and asking Nix’s permission to marry her mum. I could just see it now: both of them walking up the aisle in white dresses on the big day. And although they’d officially be mine, nothing between the rest of us would change. I just need that security, the reassurance that I’m in her life as more than just Raven’s possible father.

Does she even want to be with me, or is she just keeping all of us hanging around until she knows who the daddy is? Or maybe she wants to be with them, but not me. But why? Did I do something wrong? I know I come on strong but only because I need her to know that she’s it for me. I told her four years ago and my feelings haven’t changed.

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