Page 90 of Property of Fang
How he can make her smile.
“It’s my business because I give a shit about what happens to these women afterward,” he says. “Not just now, but while they’re with us, too. When they try to carry on with their lives, I want to know we’ve done the best we could to prepare them for that,” he grumbles. “That’s what it is to me.”
“And this concerns my relationship with Jenna how?”
“Because you can’t help but fuck with people, Fang. With little fucking afterthought for what it does to them.” The asshole turns to face me properly. “The Amish girl?” He accuses. “Did you even think what that would do for her, sticking your dick where it shouldn’t go?”
“She wanted it to go there,” I counter.
He sets his drink down with a frustrated sigh. “Fuckin’ hell, Fang. Are you honestly that much of a selfish cunt?”
I push off the doorframe. “Excuse the fuck me?”
“Lord knows we all understand Reno is a real piece of work,” he cedes. “But you didn’t exactly put her in a position to do any better.”
“I had her in lots of positions,”sits on the tip of my tongue, but the murderous intent in Loki’s eye has me button the sarcasm for now.
“You knew she wanted to be your old lady,” he continues with little regard to his life. “And yet you strung her along until she got fucking desperate enough to throw a baby in the mix. Do you even think of that when you look at Molly? How your childish behavior created one?”
“Of course I fucking think about that!”
He pulls his head back.
“I have a goddamn heart, Loki. I’m capable of feeling guilt and remorse just the same as any of you fuckers.”
“Got a real weird way of showing that.”
A heated second passes, tension choking the air between us. I take a deep breath and utter, “Did you get up this morning with the sole intent of fucking up my day? Or was this just something that popped into your head on the way back here?”
He shakes his head, looking away with a leering smile. “When are you going to grow up, Fang?” I hate that he stands a few inches taller than me. “Learn to apologize for those fuck-ups you supposedly feel so bad about. Learn how to make amends.” He steps closer. “You want to be a good father to Molly? Then learn how to lead by example and show her therightway to treat people. Especially women.”
“You want to bring my daughter’s name into this?” I match him, bringing us toe-to-toe.
“Pretty sure I already did.”
Visions scream through my mind of all the ways this could end: me with a fist in his nose, us in a goddamn brawl on theground, Loki with his massive arm locked around my neck… Chaos with both our patches in his hands.Not worth it.
“I appreciate what you did for me this morning,” I state in a careful, level tone. “But that doesn’t give you the right to tell me how to live my life.”
“Somebody has to, because you sure as shit don’t seem to be able to figure it out on your own.”
I study the way he glowers at me, his fists semi-flexed at his sides. Fighting between brothers is an offense, but goddamn, he makes it too damn easy to want to. “We’ve known each other for years,” I say. “You’ve watched me carry on like I do for a goddamn age, andthisis when you decide to say something?” I huff a derisive laugh. “You’re not even mad at me. You’re mad because it wasn’t you who was made to look after her, aren’t you?”
“Jenna?” He frowns.
“Yeah.” I straighten up, fold my arms. “You got a thing for her?”
“You really don’t know me at all, do you?”
I tilt my head. “I know you enough, don’t I?”
“If you did, you’d know better how to pick when I’m keen on someone.” He leans in. “Someone.” Fucker laughs as he moves back again. “Bet you didn’t even know I’m bi, did you?”
“Ain’t any of my concern who you wet it with.” I really couldn’t care less where his preferences lie.As long as they don’t lie with her.I swallow back the bitter taste of defeat.Fuck.I really do like the little troublemaker.
In a way that’s sure to cause a lot of trouble.
Loki fucking reads the come-to-Jesus moment as it passes over my face, smiling like the instigating shit he is. “Just go talk to the woman.”Fucker did this on purpose.Although I don’t doubt there was some truth to the old grievances in his words.
