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I’d meant I wanted her, period, not just having sex again, but I hesitated to explain.
“We can’t go again. This has to stop.” She pounded her fists on my chest. “You’re married. And I ain’t a whore. I just can’t help it.”
Eve started crying again.
“You’re having a baby,” she said. “With Sky.”
She cried harder.
“Why can’t we go back to just being friends?”
“We can’t,” I said. “We were never friends.” Then I had to know. “Do you still love Hallow?”
“Of course,” she said, breaking my heart.
“We won’t do this again. This was a mistake,” I said, my pride speaking, but my dick was still in her. I’d said she was mine. But her heart belonged to another man.
“You’re right, Beau.” Her hand caressed my beard. Eve looked disappointed for a moment. She was lying. She was just as torn as I was. What did she want from me?
From then on out, I tried my best to avoid Eve altogether as to not fuck her again.
I told Pagan to set her up in Goliath’s place.
“Giving her one of the officer’s houses?” he questioned me.
“It’s the only way I could convince her to let this stuff with Hallow go. As in her not telling the authorities,” I lied.
“What are we going to do to him? I mean, I saw what you did to him. You’d think that was your girl he hurt.”
“With the fights on hold, Eve’s been the only one around here bringing in the crowd lately. No one here spends money, no one eats, Pagan. You want to go back to running drugs for the mob?”
“Hell, no.”
“I’d rather us earn our dirty money ourselves so that way we can keep it all.”
“Gonna do anything else to Hallow?”
“Eve says not to.”
“Damn. Okay. Maybe they’ll get back together.”
His words changed my mind about leaving Hallow be. “Put him in the barn for me, though. I ain’t finished with him.”
After a stiff drink, I grabbed my whip off the wall.
Out in the barn, Goliath sat in a human sized cage. He wasn’t speaking to us. Having been in the slammer with him, I knew it’d take time to make him talk. I hadn’t even tried to beat it out of him yet. We’d keep him fed and watered until he was ready to spill what him and Junebug had been up to with Ralph Getty.
Shirtless, Hallow hung by his arms between two chains. By the look of him, Pagan had opened the wounds on his face. Probably while trying to string the big guy up.
“What’s this about now?” Hallow asked, drunk as can be.
I finished my smoke.
“About what you done to Eve. I ought to end you. I still might.”
“I didn’t do anything to her.”
“You raped her.”
