Page 17 of Valentine's Eve


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I hardly remembered a thing about last night. “Yeah, me and Eve had words. Yeah. I went and got my dick sucked. I don't even remember which stripper. Eve wasn’t happy about that.”

I didn’t know why Thorn would hold fighting with my girl against me. Yeah, I had two whores lined up for the evening. But that never happened. I was getting it on with someone else, too, but Kingpin interrupted that and beat my ass.

What did Eve expect to happen after she left me like she did? She threw me out of Paisley’s room. I remembered that much. That wasn't before she told me the real reason she wasn't having sex with me lately was because she found out she couldn't have kids. She lost our baby at some point. I didn’t even know when. What hurt the worst was that she didn't think she could tell me. I didn’t give two fucks about her ever having a kid. To be honest, I didn’t think anybody should be bringing a kid into this world. Let alone into a world of outlaw bikers. That was something I kept from Eve. The woman clearly longed to be a mother.

When I’d said I wanted to have kids with her, I wasn't exactly serious. I wasn’t ready to be a father. But I was ready to practice impregnating her. She was on birth control, for God's sake. Right? Hell, I wasn’t sure of anything anymore. Since I'd healed from my gunshot wounds, I’d been on run after run. I didn’t have to take them all, but we needed the money. Kingpin had already paid all my hospital bills and forgave our rent when I was recovering. I didn’t need to be beholden to him further. But I couldn’t help thinking the fucker probably kept me away from Eve on purpose.

Because I was away so much, I hadn’t been able to spend much time with Eve. And when Eve was not with me, she was with Kingpin, practicing her singing or performing for my brothers and for strangers. I knew the girl wanted to have a career but come on. The fact that she trusted Prez in any way, shape or form bugged the living hell out of me. A memory from our conversation last night surfaced. She said she was working with Kingpin for money. Like I didn't make enough. That sure as hell made me feel like less of a man.

Thorn asked, “You going to go back to her?”

“She says standing me up was some misunderstanding. After I've been humiliated in front of my brothers. After we rode to Arkansas to save her. I almost killed a man. How the hell am I supposed to take her back and keep my dignity?” I asked him.

“Do you think anyone here gives a fuck about your dignity? We don’t. That’s all you,” Thorn said.

One of the sweetbutts came over.

Minni winked at me and grabbed my crotch. “I hear your vacancy lights on again.”

“Not for long,” I said.

Minni didn’t come over here for me. She joined Thorn, and they made their excuses to leave. They headed to his room. Part of me longed to enjoy some easy pussy again. But last night, I’d been simply heartbroken and drunk. The truth was I’d take Eve back in a heartbeat. Especially after learning what brought on all this trouble.

Eve strutted into Royal Road that night like a peacock. More than her confidence, she’d made herself up like the star she wanted to be. She broke enough necks to keep a chiropractor in business. Just the sight of her in the tight dress had my dick a brick. I was more than ready to make up and take her home. After all, the woman was mine.

Coming up from behind her, I twirled her to face me. “You ready to make this right, Eve.”

“You, you don't come near me, not after last night.”

“Hold on,” I said, because she was walking on, walking away from me.

Eve pointed her finger at me. “I told you last night.”

“Eve, I barely remember last night,” I admitted with a smirk.

“Well, I can't forget it. You mean you don't remember the whore who sucked your dick last night? Or the two whores you had lined up to fuck? Because you certainly crowed about that.”

“That was before I knew.” Before I knew about her miscarriage. About why she stood me up at the altar.

Eve only grew angrier as I mentioned what she’d confided in me. She crossed her arms. “But you don't deny being with another woman?”

“I can't deny it, Eve. What can I say? I was drunk.”

Eve made a face to let me know exactly what she thought about that. She looked at me like I was trash. “You notice I didn't run out and be with another man.”

My smile disappeared. She wouldn’t.

“Not yet,” she added, full of piss and vinegar.

“You wouldn't, and you better not.”

Tapping her foot, she studied her painted nails, like talking to me was beneath her. “Like I told you last night. What's good for the goose is good for the gander.”

“You are mine, and I dare you,” I thundered. But it was a silly notion. Eve would not do that. My brothers wouldn’t either. “There's not one man here who’d have anything to do with you with my property patch on you. Even one’s with a death wish because I’d make their deaths mighty painful.”

“You don't own me, Hallow. And you have no respect for me after what you did to me last night. I see that now.”

“Eve, this is ridiculous. All this over a blow job.”

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