Page 106 of Army
Chapter Twenty-Four
“You heard fromhim,” Ronica said, her dark eyes dancing with excitement.
Mia grinned as she mixed two colors together in the salon’s back room. “One better—he came by yesterday. When he texted me and told me he’d been an idiot, I almost died. Take it from me—it’s huge that he admitted he was at fault.”
“I bet the homecoming was wild.” Ronica raised her eyebrows in an exaggerated way.
Mia chuckled. “Not as wild as he would’ve liked, I’m sure; since he put me through the ringer for the past few days, he needs to get back into my good graces.”
“Has he started doing it?”
“He made me steak and eggs for breakfast this morning. Oh, and there was a vase filled with fresh flowers on the table.”
“That’s impressive. He must’ve gone to the store before you woke up,” Ronica said.
“I had the food in the fridge already, and I know he picked the flowers from the pots around the community.” Mia laughed. “I love him even more for doing it. He’s my sweet badass rebel.”
“Now for the important question—did he do the dishes afterwards?”
Mia bobbed her head several times. “Yes! Hesowants a home run.”
Ronica shook her head. “You’re so bad, but you sure know how to handle him.”
She rinsed off the stir spatula and picked up the bowl. “I’m so fucking crazy about him. I’ve never been this happy in all my life.”
“I’m thrilled Army did the right thing. You deserve to be happy.”
“I do. I better get back to my client. I’m not sure how long Army is staying, but if he’s here for the weekend, let’s double date and go out for dinner. I know Stuart is into motorcycles so he’d have that in common with Army.”
“Sounds good. Stuart’s been talking about getting one since we first met two years ago.” Ronica giggled. “He’ll love meeting an actual biker who owns a Harley-Davidson.”
“Let’s plan on it then. I better go.” Mia left the room and went back to her station.
The rest of the day went by quickly, and she could hardly wait to get home and fix a gourmet dinner for Army. She still felt squeamish about going out, although she hadn’t seen the guy with the red sports car since Vic had called her. Mia hoped Vic would just forget about the whole thing, but she knew that wouldn’t happen. Army seemed to be able to take care of himself, but she still worried over what Vic would do.
When she drove down her street, she smiled and a warm tingle ran through her when she noticed a few less flowers in some of the pots. Mia threw her tote on the counter and leafed through her mail.
The door to the guest bathroom opened and excitement skated over her skin.Army’s home.She put the mail down next to her bag and walked into the living room. She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Vic glowering at her.Shit! I forgot to put the alarm on.Her stomach pitched. Swallowing, she gathered the tattered edges of her courage.
“Hi. How have you been?”
“This isn’t a fuckin’ social call, you fuckin’ slut.” He took a few steps toward her.
Anger began overtaking her fear. “You break intomyhouse and then call me aslut? I don’t think so. If you can’t be civil, you’ll have to go.”
“Shut the fuck up! You don’t tell me shit. I can’t stand to look at you!” he yelled, spittle flying out of his mouth.
“Then don’t look at me. Go.” She stepped back, but he rushed up to her.
“You’ve been fucking a goddamn Night Rebel. You’re a damn traitor!” Spit sprayed her face.
Her heart was like a train pounding down the tracks. She knew she should diffuse the situation or it would just escalate, but by now, her anger had totally overpowered her fear. “I’m not a traitor. I have nothing to do with your club and whomever I date is my business, not yours.”
“We’re blood, you stupid cunt. You owe an allegiance to me.”
“It’s funny how you didn’t remember that when we were growing up and you were so mean to me and Finn.” She tossed her head. “You have too much fucking time on your hands. Why don’t you get a damn job so you wouldn’t obsess over my personal life?”
He came closer and she could feel the burn of the angry heat emanating from him. “You’ve always thought you were so damn smart, but you’re not. You’re just a bitch who needs to be taught a lesson. I know who you’ve been fucking. And this Army fucker’s got family in Durango. A real cute nephew.”
