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“I know,” she said. “But you’re out of your mind if you think I’d help makethis easy on you.” Her black eyes narrowed into dangerous slits. “You didn’t see the state of mess you left her in, Stone. No way am I going to help you destroy that girl any more than you already have.”
Her words were like sharp daggers hitting their markeach time. “I can’t fix this if-”
Kincaid letout a dark laugh. “You can’t fix thisperiod,Stone.” The look on her face was one of pure antipathy. “Leave the girl alone.”
“That’s not an option,” I told her. “Besides, why would you send that video if youweren’t on my side?”
Shehad the haughty look nailed. “I get that you’re The Great Stone Lexington, and it’s easy to believe that the world revolves around you because, for the most part, it does. However, the video I sent to Saxton was for the betterment of The Order,” she replied. “I believe August was behind Laney’s little stunt, and a parasite isn’t selective, Stone. It’ll feed off anyone it gets its hooks into.”
Kincaid wasn’t wrong, but she wasn’t being completely truthful, either. My gut was telling me something was off where Kincaid was concerned, but like everything else, my priority was Rylee. I could deal with Saxton and Kincaid’s cloak and dagger routine later.
“And if she forgives me?” I posed that question to see if Kincaid was someone I was always going to have to go up against.
“She won’t,” she answered brutally. “So, the question is pointless.”
“The contract isn’t cancelled,” I informed her. “I was going to do it in the morning, but now…” I trailed off, letting the implication hang in the air.
Kincaid’s black gaze flashed with anger. “Now, nothing, Stone,” she bit out. “Cancel it, and let Rylee go back to her regular life.”
I shook my head. “She’s mine, Kincaid.”
“Then God help you,” she replied coldly. “Because you’re going to do nothing butmake each other miserable for the rest of your lives.”
“I canlive with that,” I fired back.
“We’re done here, Stone,” she said, dismissing me like a queen, done wasting her time. “But fair warning, if Rylee wants out of that contract, I’ll do whatever I can to make that happen for her.”
“You don’t want to make an enemy of me, Kincaid,” I warned. “I fight to win.”
She smirked, my challenge accepted. “Stone, the only person on this planet that scares me is me. Still, go ahead and underestimate me. That’ll be fun.”
“If the prize is Rylee, youshouldbe scared of the lengths I’ll go to in order to win.”
Kincaid cocked her head, and her words were like a kick to the balls right before she shut the door in my face. “If you really believed Rylee was a prize, then you wouldn’t be in this mess, Stone.”
Well,fuck.
Chapter 28
Rylee~
With everything I owned in the trunk of my white KIA Forte, I prayed my car wouldn’t get broken into over the next couple of nights. I was also so goddamn tired that I hadn’t even had the energy to bring anything inside the motel room with me besides my purse. At nearly four in the morning, I just wanted to get a few hours of sleep, then regroup after I’ve had some rest.
Since I’d been able to afford a decent motel, the room had come with complimentary shampoo, conditioner, soap, toothpaste, and a toothbrush. So, after taking a quick shower to wash away all the disappointment of the night, I brushed my teeth, and then crawled into bed, wearing the complimentary robe that had been hanging in the closet.
I had expected exhaustion to take me under immediately, but laying in a strange bed, my life not feeling like it was mine, I started to cry, and it wasn’t for Stone Lexington. In this vulnerable moment, I missed my brother so much that the tears just started flowing.
Growing up, Bishop had always been my hero, and I needed one now. While my parents were wonderful, and I knew they’d be there for me if I needed them, my brother meant something different to me. Something differentforme. Where my parents would help me face my problems, Bishop would help me disappear from them if that’s what I needed to do in order to be okay.
I wasn’t sure how long I cried but sleep finally took me under at some point. My spent body must have needed it because I didn’t remember falling asleep as I finally woke up in the dark room. Motel room drapes were like fabric miracles, and I could probably sleep a few more hours, but I had shit to do.
I reached over and grabbed my phone off the customary motel nightstand and saw that it was past one in the afternoon. With a dramatic groan, I sat up and made my way to the bathroom.
After taking care of business, I looked in the mirror, and the reflection looking back at me looked bad.
I mean, really, really, bad.
My face looked pale, and there wasn’t enough Visine in the world to get rid my bloodshot eyes. My eyelids were puffy and there were circles under my eyes. And since I’d gone to sleep with my hair wet, it looked a fright. My black hair was sticking up all over the place, and I started to feel exhausted with the mere thought of brushing it.
