on me,” he huffs and looks up. “I… shit, I’m tired of talking about it. Let’s get out there and get some beers.”
I lift a brow. Last time we were out there he tried to get at Gutter’s throat. “I promise, I won’t kick his ass tonight. Tomorrow is a new day though,” he grumbles. “He’s lucky you’re the only motherfucker I’ll let hold me back.”
I sigh and murmur under my breath. “Yeah, cause I’m really going to have to fight your ass.”
He doesn’t hear me because he’s halfway out the door as I reach it. I spot Gutter standing tensely by a pool table with Sal tucked under his arm. Sal has a scowl on her face as she eyes King.
King shakes his head at the two, but then his body goes rigid and he stops in his tracks. I get ready to throw myself between him and Gutter, but it dawns on me that’s not where his attention is.
I pivot my head to catch what has his eye. I nearly growl as I find what has King frozen. I told you this day has been shit.
My woman stands on the other side of the pool table dressed to kill or get someone killed. Eva has on a short black leather skirt that’s showing off all of my thick brown thighs. The skirt flares out telling all my secrets about those shapely hips.
I grit my teeth when I see the red fuck-me heels on her feet. I run my eyes back up her legs and snarl. That skirt is so fucking short it’s just barely covering her ass. I feel my chest explode when I look up further and her belly button comes into view. The T-shirt she has on is tight and cutoff a few inches under her breasts.
Eva thinks she’s fat. I don’t know where that came from, but she’s anything but. Eva is a brick fucking house. Her curves are in all the right places. This outfit is not hiding an inch of the body I know for my own.
The outfit has my cock ready to burst out of my jeans, but when I see her face. Those lips, my lips, they’re painted with a gloss that shows off their natural color and fullness. She has the face of a doll and has no clue how gorgeous she is.
Her looks have me weak, but she’s completely oblivious to her power. Eva bends over the pool table to take the next shot and I see red. I get ready to go and toss her over my shoulder, but King’s reaction brings me back to earth.
“The Fuck, Eva,” King bellows.
I see Misty out of the corner of my eye. She looks like she wants to jump in, but she stays put. Sal, however, places her hands on her hips.
“King, if you haven’t noticed, we’ve grown up. We became women at some point. Stop trying to embarrass us,” she growls.
“Embarrass you?” King snaps. “Come on with that shit. I’m not trying to embarrass either of you. But that.” King points to Eva. “That’s not Eva.”
And then shit goes to hell in a handbasket. I see my life slow down and play in slow motion before my eyes. This is the moment this bitch has been lurking around for.
Chapter 29
Pound of Flesh
Eva
I try to swallow down my hurt and embarrassment. I knew King was going to have a problem with the outfit Misty coaxed me into wearing, but I didn’t think he would go postal in front of everyone. King is usually gentler with me.
I flicker my eyes to Owen beside King. He looks just as pissed off as King does. I can see Owen is restraining himself as King loses his shit. I want to take off running.
Everyone who’s been trying not to stare at me all night, is now taking the opportunity to ogle. I place the pool stick in front of me as if it can shield me. I bite my lip and teeter on my heels.
I love Sal for standing up for me. She looks so happy with Gutter. I’ve never seen him like this, but it looks good on him.
He gives my little sister a squeeze after her attempt to have my back after King’s roared outburst. My heart sinks. The tears threaten to spill over and embarrass me further.
“Maybe she’s trying to impress someone. Or get someone’s attention,” is cackled from across the room.
All heads snap in the direction of Magdalena as she saunters