Tongue (Ruthless Kings MC #8) - K.L. Savage Page 0,84
“Well, we have a new problem.”
“What?” Reaper snaps.
“There has been a missing person’s report filed by her Aunt with a ten-thousand-dollar reward.”
“So if we find her and return her, we get the cash? Sweet.” Slingshot stuffs a taco in his mouth, and I try to lift my arm to slap him on the back of the head, but my arm won’t lift because I can’t feel it.
“If I had my knife, I’d kill you for saying that.” I lean to the right and press my nose against his cheek. I hope he can smell the stench of my fucking breath, but I’m close to tearing into his skin with my teeth. “We will find her, and when we do, she stays with me. She isn’t going back to her Aunt.”
“She has to go back to her family, Tongue. That doesn’t make any sense. You sound—”
“—Crazy?” I whip my head around and stare at Sarah. “Maybe you’ve forgotten who I am. She isn’t going back. I don’t care what I have to do in order to make that happen. She stays by my side.”
“We can at least let her Aunt know that—” Sarah starts to argue and sits up in the bed, grimacing as she holds her stomach. “That isn’t fair, Tongue. You cannot be that selfish! She has family. You cannot be the only person in her life. That is toxic. Her Aunt loves her. You can’t take that away from Daphne. She’ll resent you for it. Maybe not now, maybe not tomorrow, but she will. You can’t do it. I won’t allow you to take that from her.”
“And what are you going to do Sarah? What are you going to do to stop me?” I chuckle, knowing I’m being a complete asshole, but I can’t focus on someone else loving Daphne when she isn’t even near me right now.
“I’ll burn you just like your fucking Uncle did! Just how he took from you, I will make sure you do not do that to Daphne.”
I inhale a sharp breath from her cruel threat. A few guys look away from us, shocked by her statement. I have to admit, I am too. “You wouldn’t,” I say on a held breath.
“I’d have Reaper himself hold you down. I love you Tongue but taking someone else’s love away from her because you want her all to yourself. That isn’t fair.”
“Love isn’t fair,” I say after a few seconds of silence.
“That isn’t true. Love should be the fairest feeling you should ever experience. The only thing it should never be is selfish.”
I disagree. I think it is the most selfish feeling on the planet and in existence. How is love not selfish when once you get a taste, it’s all you ever want? It’s powerful and all-consuming, then every word, every breath I get from her, every touch, it isn’t enough. And every ounce of energy she uses on someone else, I want.
Selfish?
That’s the least of my worries when it comes to Daphne.
“Save it, Sarah. Not everyone is perfect like you and Reaper. Me and Daphne are cut from the same fucked-up cloth. You don’t know her. You don’t know what she wants or likes. I know what she wants, and I know she’d never want to leave my side.”
“Spoken like a true psychopath, Tongue.”
“Spoken like a spoiled little brat,” I spit at her, suddenly wondering how the fuck I’m friends with such a naïve little girl.
“Enough,” Reaper warns, searing his brown, amber eyes at me. “You’re on thin fucking ice. Don’t talk to her like that, Tongue. Sarah, you know better because you know Tongue. Now, say you’re sorry. The both of you.”
“No,” Sarah and I say at the same time and the stubbornness in each of us has me smiling. I lift my hand to rub away the tilt on my lips.
“I’m going to die young because of you two. No, everyone. I’m going to die young because of everyone here.”
A ding chimes and Badge is taking his phone out, reading a message. “Okay, everyone put away your cocks, lady included,” Badge gives Sarah a knowing look. Everyone knows Sarah has the most balls in the club. She glances away, folding her arms over her chest. “Mercy just messaged. He said he just received a package on his doorstep. He thinks it is from the Groundskeeper. He is on his way over.”
“Is he still in the FBI?”
“I don’t know. I haven’t looked. I’m assuming, yeah. He closed down the Hellhounds. The FBI