A Cut so Deep - Dani Rene Page 0,25

in the darkness. And her plump lips are pursed, but I no longer have any interest.

“Because that’s how you like it.” I shove by her, ignoring her frustrated hissy fit when I slip into the driver’s seat of my Camaro. It’s the only woman I love, the only woman who hasn’t left me for something better.

“Fuck you,” Gen bites out. She’s angry now, but give it a couple of days, and she’ll be begging to get back in my good graces.

“Already done that, Sweetheart, I’m done playing your games. And tell The Black Knights that I’m finished.” I pull out onto the road, leaving her in the dark.

It doesn’t take me long to reach home, and the moment I step foot in the house, I hear a guffaw coming from the living room. Stepping over the threshold of the large open-plan room, I find Finn and Nesrin giggling over something they’re watching on his computer screen. They’re on the sofa, almost snuggled up to each other. The sight itself brings rage to the forefront of my mind, burning through every vein in my body.

“Gen says to tell you that she wants your dick on Saturday,” I tell Finn, who snaps his gaze to mine.

“Oh?” His dark brow arches, the smile on his face shows just how excited he is at the prospect. “Tell her I don’t take sloppy seconds from my big brother, but I’ll gladly feed her my dick if she’s hungry.”

I chuckle. And just as I thought, Nesrin’s face falls when Finn’s words sink in. Her eyes lock on mine, disappointment flits across her face for a second, before she schools her features.

I shrug and respond to Finn while keeping my eyes on the new girl, “I’m done with redheads, I think a brunette is next on the menu for me.” With a cocky wink, I turn and leave them to ponder my words. A smile curls my lips as I make my way to my bedroom.

I look forward to hearing what the wild rose has to say about that tidbit of information tomorrow morning because I’m certainly not leaving the safety of my bedroom until then.

Even though I’m dying to know what she looks like while she’s asleep.

11

Nesrin

The Past

“What are you going to do if it doesn’t work?” Jenny Shepherd asks. Her mother and mine work together, and since they’ve become friends, we’ve been thrown together. She’s a sweet girl, innocent compared to others who I’ve met in the industry, but mostly, she doesn’t care about the fame, just like me.

“I don’t know. I mean, I like him, and I think I’m ready.” I look at her, as I smooth down the material that hugs my every curve. It’s been a while since I’ve been to a party, but this one is special. I’m about to meet up with Xavier, who’s promised that tonight we’re taking our relationship to the next level.

“But do you love him?” she asks.

Love. I don’t know if that emotion is even worth thinking about. We’ve been seeing each other for four months, but I haven’t said that word to him yet. I have seen the destruction love leaves in its path. It’s not something I want to go through. But who knows, perhaps if we do finally take the next step, maybe then I’ll feel it, or be able to say it.

“My v-card and love don’t go hand in hand,” I tell her, before glancing in the mirror again. She looks at me like I’ve lost my mind, and perhaps I have, but I can’t focus on sappy emotions that I’ve seen as destructive. Watching my parents bicker and fight, even though they loved each other, has scared me.

Xavier wants me in that way. And even though I know my virginity is something to cherish, if Xavier can look past my scars, and be with me physically, then perhaps he is worthy of loving me.

Most girls think it’s a rite of passage, I don’t. My worry is that he’ll see what I’ve done and hate me, but I can’t tell my friend about that because nobody knows. Not even her.

Jenny looks at me with an arched brow, her brown eyes sparkling with amusement. “Sometimes, I worry about you.”

“I worry about me too,” I tell her with a laugh. “I’m serious, though. I don’t see it as this big thing that we all have to talk about. It’s just sex.” Even as I shrug, I know in my heart, it’s all fake.

“Your mother