Page 26 of A Lick and A Promise
Reason for her to be jealous?
Of me?
“You’re blocked,” he bit off. “And unless you wanna see me escorting Luna everywhere she goes so I can deal with your ass, and she doesn’t have to, leave her the fuck alone. Got me?”
He didn’t wait for her to assure she got him (or other).
He took the phone from his ear, tapped it repeatedly with his thumb, then tossed it on his counter.
He then looked at me. “Sorry you had to put up with her crap.”
“It really wasn’t that big of a deal.”
It actually was, but I wasn’t going to admit that.
“It is to me. You see her anywhere, you tell me. I’ll deal with it.”
“Knox—”
“No response necessary.”
Stubborn as all hell!
All right. Moving on.
“It’s my understanding you didn’t press charges.”
“Nope,” he said easily.
That head-pressure thing was happening again.
“Why the hell not?” I asked.
“Don’t get involved.”
I pointed to his phone. “You yourself just claimed me as a friend. When friends do stupid shit, friends get involved!”
My voice was rising, along with the return of the hellfire.
“It’s not stupid shit,” he clipped.
I threw out both arms, and definitely getting louder, stated, “You were shot!”
“Why are you going to babysit Dream’s kids?”
I shook my head.
Hard.
“Oh no you don’t,” I warned. “You’re not gonna turn this around on me.”
“I’m making a point. Answer me.”
“She’s thin,” I snapped. “Rundown. She works all the time and any downtime she has, she’s taking care of her kids. She went from one extreme to the other. She’s my sister. And I’m not gonna let her waste away making a point when, if I can break through with her, we can find some equilibrium and be a functional goddamned family.”
“So how do you think I feel about my sister being messed up with the Fentanyl and Cocaine Distribution Network’s Man of the Year?”
Goddamn it.
