to Molly is nagging the back of my mind, almost destroying any chance I have to blow my load. I don’t know how I’m going to deal with all of this shit. Shauna, Molly, and a fucking kid? My teeth sink into Shauna’s flesh as she screams her release. A few thrusts later and I’m finally able to fill her with mine. She pants as she catches her breath. When I pull out of her I let her body slowly fall until her feet hit the shower floor. Her hands come up to her throat and she rubs the spot I bit.
“What the fuck where you thinking?”
I’ve never done that to her before. Fuck! I’ve wanted to, but I know she isn’t into that kind of thing. My eyes find hers and I know I don’t need to say anything. It’s like she knows; she can read me.
“I’m not her Reaper. I don’t plan on taking care of a kid that isn’t mine. You didn’t want that, remember?”
“You think I asked for that kid? I didn’t even know he existed!”
“Well, he’s all yours now. You still love her don’t you?” Her question stuns me a little. I find it hard to breath, like the air has been knocked from my lungs. “You don’t need to answer me. I can see it in your eyes.”
“You can’t see shit,” I mumble. I turn my back to her and she laughs before I feel her fist slam into me. I shift and turn quickly and grab her wrists in my hands.
“You ever put your hands on me like that again and I’ll watch your dead body rot in the shed. Do I love her still? Yeah, I fuckin’ do. I also fuckin’ hate that bitch for runnin’ out on me. Then I find I have a fuckin’ kid that I didn’t even know about? So yeah, that pisses me off too. Any other questions you want answered while we’re doin’ this?” My anger seethes out of me. I can’t seem to stop it now that she’s opened that box.
“Do you love me?”
That’s the one question I thought she’d known the answer to this whole time. Swallowing hard I release her hands and take a step back under the cascading water.
“No.”
Chapter 6
Molly
My body aches and my head spins. I feel like I’ve been run over by a damn train. Turning my head to the side I pry my eyes open.
“What the hell?” I nearly jump off the bed pulling wires and other things as I go.
“What’s wrong? You see the devil?” His deep voice booms through the room. I gasp once more and slide back down into the safety of the bed. I pull the blankets up around my body as I watch him.
“What the hell are you doing here?” I ask.
“Not much. Mostly watchin’ you sleep. Ain’t much else to do around here. I thought about stranglin’ you with your IV tube, but then I figured that sexy little nurse might get pissed,” Roland says as his eyes never leave mine.
God it’s been so long since I’ve seen him or heard his voice. Memories crash into me and I can almost trick myself into believing nothing is different. However, he is different; we both are. I knew from the research I was able to do he’d changed. Looking at him now in person, in my room, he’s beyond different; a complete stranger.
“Where’s Drake?”
“You mean the kid you just dumped on me? You just threw him on my doorstep didn’t you? I thought better of you Mols.” My nickname. He’s the only one that ever called me Mols.
“I did what I thought was right. He deserves to be safe,” I tell him.
“Safe. You think what the fuck I do is safe? You must have lost your goddamn mind woman.” His voice thunders through the room. I know that he’s in that club, I don’t know anything about what he does, but I do get that there are things happening that aren’t very legal.
“I haven’t seen you in years Roland. I don’t know what you do now,” I tell him trying to remain calm.
“Bet you thought that was my fault too, huh?” Taking the chance I look back up and into his eyes. The haunted green eyes that used to be so vibrant.
“No.”
“No? So, why don’t you tell me what the fuck is goin’ on darlin’? The kid doesn’t seem to want to talk about it. It’s been a fuckin’ week of silent treatment,” he