A Monster's Beauty (In the Arms of Monsters #3) - Sam Crescent Page 0,24
why I recognize Bethany. It’s not because she looks like you at all, Robin.”
“You went to the library?” Robin asked.
“I knew it was where you worked and I wanted to see you. I was giving up hope of ever having you in my life again.”
“So you’ve been close the entire time I’ve been here?”
“I didn’t want to lose you. I love you, and nothing will change that.”
“I need to go and check on dinner,” Preacher said. All these confessions were not sitting well with him. He needed a break.
“I’ll come with you,” Robin said.
They walked hand-in-hand toward the kitchen. Bear sat at the counter, dipping a fork into the mashed potatoes and eating.
“There better be enough for everyone,” Preacher said.
Robin let go of his hand and he saw her looking at Bear. “I better go and make sure the guests aren’t killing each other.” Bear left the kitchen without another word to his daughter. Preacher gripped his kitchen tongs to flip the meat in the oven.
“I’m sorry about him,” he said.
“It’s fine. I figured it would take a little while for him to come around. I guess I was hoping for too much. You should probably be reacting the same way as him, after everything.”
“It’s not too much. With Reaper and now Dog here, tensions are at a new high. We’re all worried about you and I’m not angry with you, or upset. You have nothing to worry about here.”
“No need to be worried. Most of the time I can take care of myself. At least I like to tell myself that. I’m proving to be a bit of a liar in that department.”
He smiled. “You’re doing fine.”
“Am I? I don’t feel like I am.” She sighed. “Sorry, I don’t mean to put a downer on anything. I promise.” She took a deep breath. “Is there anything you need help with?”
“You, sweetheart, can’t cook.” He wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her close. “I can do everything. I figured you wanted out of there for a reason,” he said.
“Yeah, it’s not easy with Reaper. He always seems to want the same, like he’s trying to show everyone he’s just as important as you. I don’t know. Maybe he is.”
“You know I’ve got a couple of questions about him and you. Do you think we could meet up sometime next week, talk about it?”
“I’d love to.”
He nodded and let her go. He wanted to do more than let her go. Bending her over the counter, fucking her, and filling her tight cunt with his cum was what he wanted to do. Instead, he went back to finishing serving. He tried his gravy again, satisfied with the taste, and began to serve up into bowls.
Robin helped him carry everything. Once all of the food was at the table, he called for dinner. Robin took the seat next to his, and when Dog arrived, he sat opposite him at the other end of the table.
“Dog, I’d like you to meet Robin. Robin, this is my good friend Dog.”
After all the introductions were over with, people began to serve themselves. He carved the meat and passed it to those who wanted some meat and waited until people were ready and finished before sitting down and serving himself. Robin had already started to serve him.
One look at Reaper and he saw the other man was pissed, but he didn’t give a fuck. Robin had served him for a long time. She’d lived in this house, been best friends with his son. They had a connection Reaper couldn’t just wipe out no matter how hard he tried.
“This is rather nice. I’ve got to say I’m a little shocked to see this brat at your table, Preacher,” Dog said, pointing at Bishop.
“I’m his son.”
“And still a rat. I mean, come on, you handed his worst enemy the woman he loved out of petty teenage jealousy. That’s got to be hard for you. With all due respect, I’d be using your head as an ornament.”
“Er, Anne isn’t part of any of the lifestyle,” Robin said. “She’s an … innocent?”
“Don’t mind me, Robin. I find this fascinating.” Anne sat opposite Bear and was beside Robin. Bishop was on her other side.
Eating had come to a stop.
“See, women like a bit of gossip and besides, sweetheart, there’s a lot to be had at this table.” Dog smiled at her.
“Oh, don’t mind me. It’s nice not to be the center of gossip,” Anne said.