“Don’t raise your voice to me,” I warn her. Shauna huffs, but stands her ground.
“Tell me, is it because she came back? Is that it? I can make her disappear,” Shauna snaps, but so do I.
I wrap my hand around her throat and lift her nearly off the ground. I slam her against the wall. My voice nothing more than whispered snarl I tell her, “You ever step foot in my motherfuckin’ club and threaten someone and it’ll be the last thing you ever do. You got me?”
Her eyes are wide as she struggles for air. I don’t let her go, at least not until I feel her hands on my arm. Jerking my head to the side I look down into the most beautiful brown eyes I’ve ever seen in my life. These are the eyes that were my world. They were my safety. The eyes that were my heaven and have since become my hell.
“Drake can see you. Please,” Molly begs softly.
I watch her face and study her a minute. This is the first time in weeks that she’s touched me. Her fingers are like a flame. They are burning me to my core. I slowly let my fingers unwrap from Shauna’s neck, but my eyes stay locked with Molly’s. She doesn’t break eye contact either even while Shauna coughs next to us. My arm falls to my side and my heart is beating wildly in my chest.
“You fucked up! You’ll pay for that shit Reaper,” Shauna shrieks next to us.
I start to move, but Molly tightens her grip on me. I’m crumbling. I’m losing a fucking battle that I didn’t even know I was having with her. Slowly I’m letting her suck me back into a past that I’ve always wanted, one I’ve always grieved over. When she pushes up on her toes and her lips touch mine, that’s all that matters. Everything else explodes around me. My heart beats in my ears. I can’t hear Shauna yelling or the guys talking. There is nothing but us. The us that we once were. The us that I’ve always yearned for, but never got back. She’s here.
Breaking our kiss, I notice that Shauna is gone and Fin is standing next to us with a smirk on his face and just looking between the two of us.
“What the fuck are you lookin’ at?” I ask him. He just laughs.
“Ex-girlfriend and ex-wife showdown brother. I thought it was about to get good,” he says through a laugh.
“I’m not his ex-wife,” Molly says pulling both of our attention to her.
“What?” both Fin and I ask in unison.
“We’re not divorced,” she says softly while looking down at the floor. She didn’t divorce me? “Well, not unless you filed for it.” She looks up at me and my heart sinks in my chest. What the fuck.
“I didn’t file,” I tell her.
“Me either.”
Chapter 8
Molly
I’m not sure that I should have blurted that out. Roland watches me, but he doesn’t say a word. He just stands there looking stunned. When he starts to open his mouth, I turn on my heel and take off. I run right past both Duke and Taz and out the side door desperately needing some air. Sucking in lungful’s I bend over and rest my hands on my knees.
Tom tried. He tried to force me to get a divorce, but I wouldn’t do it. I refused to give him that last piece of me.
“Why?” God, that voice still sends chills up my spine.
“What do you mean why?”
“Don’t fuck with me Molly,” he growls. I shove myself up and turn to face him. His eyes hold some restraint that his body seems to be fighting. His muscles are solid and coiled tightly.
“It wasn’t on my mind Roland. In case you didn’t notice I was trying to raise a son,” I snap at him. His lips curl into a smirk that pisses me off.
“I don’t know how good a job you’ve been doin’ there darlin’. You show up dumpin’ the kid on me with your blood drippin’ down your face and you wanna tell me you’ve been busy raisin’ our kid?”
I hate him. I hate what he’s become, who he is. This is not the man I married and loved. He’s insane; a monster. How dare he question me like that?
“I’ve lived through hell for years. I have done the best I could with him given the circumstances. How dare you say that I’m not a good