Forever (Lost Souls MC #1) - Blue Saffire Page 0,79

our way in a tight pair of jeans, a T-shirt, and heels. I just want to crawl into myself. She’s making those jeans look good effortlessly. I told Misty this was a bad idea.

“Shut up, Mags, I swear to God you better shut your fucking mouth,” Brick bites out.

“Why?” Mags flips a hand out to her side and points toward me. “She wants to be a big girl, let her. I can’t blame her. I’d be threatened too.”

I think that’s the very moment I snap. It’s all one jab, one dirty look, one low blow too much. This bitch has been getting on my nerves for days.

I forget about my insecurities and all the stares. Something rises up inside me and I let it loose. My temper that I normally hold on to jumps all the way out of the box.

“Why the fuck should I be threatened by you?” I growl as I storm right up to her, closing the distance. “I’m sick of your ass.”

“You’re not half the woman I am. You better watch out, little girl,” Mags sneers back. “I think it’s time you stuck that nose back in a book, bookworm.”

I vaguely register King’s, “What the Fuck?”

“I told you once, he already belongs to me, bitch. So, why the fuck do I have to worry about you?” I say.

Brick bellows my name from behind me in warning, but I’m too far gone. “Eva, damn it, Eva.”

“I also told your ass don’t fuck with what’s mine or I’d show you why it’s a really bad idea to fuck with me.”

I give no further warning before I haul back and punch the bitch right in the face. I’m Cage Kennedy’s kid. You don’t grow up one of his kids and not know how to fight, ride, and handle a piece.

Bookworm my ass, I know how to whip ass. I have Mags in a headlock while I repeatedly punch her in the head. I feel familiar strong arms wrap around my waist. My feet leave the floor and I start kicking.

“Damn it, baby girl, reel it the fuck in,” Owen growls in my ear. “I said stop it, Eva.”

I stop flailing, but my chest is heaving as Owen tightens his arms around me. He sets me on my feet and turns me to face him. I bite my lip when I look up at him and see how pissed off he is.

He shrugs off his cut and rips his shirt over his head. He wraps a hand around my waist, pulling me closer. Tossing his cut over his shoulder, he tugs the T-shirt over my head. His shirt swallows me and covers me up, which I’m sure is his intention.

“No,” King roars. “No, you fucking didn’t.”

My eyes widen as I watch Owen heave out a heavy breath and close his eyes. I spin to find King staring at us. His head is tilted to the side as his blue eyes take in every detail of how Brick and I are standing.

I try to move away from Brick to place some distance between us. Owen places his arms back around my waist, pulling me into his chest. I feel his lips on the top of my head.

“I planned to tell you, brother. I just needed to do it at the right time,” Brick starts.

“Are you fucking kidding me? How long?” King cuts him off.

Brick pushes my body behind his. I start to freak out. I know he’s getting ready for King to come at him. I grab his arm and try to move back in front of him.

“Stay behind me, baby,” Owen looks over his shoulder to say.

“Motherfucker,” King growls and heads for Brick full force.

It all happens so fast. King is within inches of Brick right before both Misty and I jump in the way. I can feel her back pressed to mine as the two squish us between them.

“Move, Misty,” King growls.

“No, calm down,” she snaps.

“My sister, Brick? You’re my fucking best friend, my brother. You know how I feel about my sisters, what the fuck?” King bites out. “Misty, move.”

“King, come on,” Sal pleads as she too tries to tug at King’s arm. Gutter has enough sense to stay out of this. I’m sure this scene looks totally familiar to him.

“I know I did this shit wrong, but she’s mine. I’ll give my pound of flesh for her, brother,” Brick says back.

“My sister, Brick? The fuck, I saw you with that crazy bitch ex of yours this morning,”