Page 9 of Loyal
“Billy, just go. Please,” Sami tries again.
His neck turns red, and he lifts his hands, popping his fingers.
Removing my hands from my pockets, I place them on her hips and move her to the side. “Sami, you should head inside,” I tell her softly.
“I’m not leaving,” she protests.
“You touched my wife,” he hisses.
“Ex-wife,” I say slowly.
His jaw clenches along with his fists as he steps forward.
“Oh, do you want to solve this the old-fashioned way? I’m game.” I start shrugging off my jacket.
His eyes dart to the patch that rests over my heart.
Vice President. Lotus MC.
He takes a step back like the coward he is.
Come on, don’t be a little bitch. This was about to be fun.
He takes another step back.
Damn. I got excited for nothing.
He huffs, shaking his head. “The bitch ain’t worth it,” he mutters quietly before looking over at Sami. “This isn’t over.”
“It is, and again, please cease all in-person communication. It should go through the app,” she tells him.
He starts to walk away but pauses. “Sami, if this is the company you are going to keep, then maybe I will take you back to court. I don’t like the idea of you letting this kind of trashspend time around our young, impressionable daughter. He will probably try to fuck her too.”
Sami’s breath catches, and I fight the urge to rest my hand on her shoulder.
“Go,” I say with steel in my voice.
Her ex heads to his car and takes off. Only when he’s speeding away does she take a breath.
“Are you okay?” I ask quietly.
She shakes her head. “No, I’m sorry you had to witness that.”
“It’s not your fault.”
She takes a deep breath and turns toward me, with anger in her eyes. “I hate that it happened, but it did, and you made it worse.”
“I made it worse?” I ask in confusion.
“You stepped in when you shouldn’t have. If you would have stayed over on your side, it wouldn’t have gotten that bad. He would have run his mouth for a minute and then left, but because you came over here and interjected yourself into it, I have to worry about going back to court when I’m still paying for the last time.”
“Samantha, I wasn’t going to let him talk to you that way, and if he does take you back to court, we have witnesses,” I tell her bluntly, nodding toward where Mr. Wilson is still watching.
“You know that things with my family are off-limits, Loyal, but today you overstepped. Maybe we should reconsider what we are doing.”
“Excuse me?” I ask, not bothering to hide my shock.
Surely she’s not serious, right? Like she really can’t be mad at me for stepping in and defending her.
