Page 44 of Spider

My heart melts a little at Ghost’s overprotectiveness. Star smiles. “Good, because I want to alleviate some of that stress I’ve caused you.”

“I’ll be awake. Then maybe if you’re choking on my dick, it will stop you from interfering for five minutes,” Ghost growls.

Star’s smile widens. “Five minutes? Is that all you’ve got?” she goads.

Ghost groans. “Darlin’, with your mouth I don’t stand a fucking chance.”

“Okay Casper, I’ve got to go. Nova is stood here getting embarrassed,” Star says, snorting back her laughter.

“Jesus Christ, I am spanking that ass of yours so fucking hard when you get home,” Ghost threatens.

“I look forward to it,” Star says before disconnecting the call. She puts her cell in her back jean pocket, smirking. “Man, he will be really pissed I just cut him off like that without saying love you.” She laughs.

“I’m just going to hazard a guess here, but I get the feeling you like to piss him off,” I say, trying to hold back my laughter.

“I live for it.” She grins as she opens the front door. “Put the alarm on. There should be food in the kitchen. I paid extra for them to fill it up ready for you. You have my number on that burner I gave you, so ring me if you need anything,” Star says as she pulls me into a tight hug.

She steps back and starts walking back to the truck. “I will, and thanks again,” I say before closing the door behind her. I look on the wall and follow the instructions to set the alarm. Glancing at the clock, I see that it’s too late to eat or unpack, so I take myself up to bed and decide to leave it all till the morning.

Wakingup the next morning felt weird. It was quiet. I was used to all the noise from the club. I went downstairs and put fresh coffee on, and as I looked through the fridge trying to decide what to have for breakfast, nothing seemed to take my attention. In the end, I just had a yogurt while standing in the kitchen, leaning against the counter, waiting for coffee to brew.

Once coffee is ready, I sit down on the couch and flick on the TV, browsing through every channel. This is the first day of me being alone here by myself, as I’m not allowed to go out on my own. Dare I say it, but I miss the loudness of the club. I miss cooking them all breakfast.

I sigh and decide to lay down and just watch some cheesy daytime film. I stay this way past lunch, all the way through until there is a knock at the door around 4pm. I get up and go to the front door, and as I look through the peephole, I see Nash stood on the other side. I sigh and unlock the door, letting him in.

He looks me up and down. “Jesus, you look like shit,” he states as he enters.

“Thanks for that. Why are you here?” I ask.

“I’m here because my little sister has fucked off and moved away from me because I fucked up,” he answers honestly.

“I haven’t moved away. I’m a 3 minute ride away, but yes, you fucked up,” I state, crossing my arms.

Nash walks to the couch, scoops up the empty candy wrappers, and places them on the coffee table. He raises his brow in question, but I don’t say anything. “Look, I know you think I shouldn’t have done what I did to Spider, but in my defence, until the other day, I thought you were dead. I had barely dealt with the shock, the happy shock that you are here, that you are alive. Only to then find out that my best friend, my brother, was fucking you. While I was out there not knowing you were alive,” he points out.

I sit down next to him. “You are allowed to be annoyed, and you are allowed to be pissed off. I’m sorry that what happened happened, but it was just the once. We haven’t been having a secret affair or anything. You scared me.” I pause, watching as Nash’s eyes sadden. “I didn’t think you were going to stop. I thought you were going to kill him,” I tell him.

He looks down and shakes his head. “My brothers would never let me do that,” he states.

“But what if they weren’t there? Would you have stopped in time?” I press.

His jaw tenses. “Honestly, I don’t know. I was so angry, I still fucking am. He is the one person I should be able to trust over everyone else,” he admits.

“You know that he saved me, right? We went out one night. The girls wanted to set me up on a date. Anyway, I got chatting to the nice guy. He was a bit nerdy looking, and we had a drink. All seemed okay, until I felt funny. He walked me outside for some air, and then he tried to rape me. He had drugged me,” I tell him.

Nash’s eyes darken, and I notice his fists clenching tight. “Where is he? I will fucking kill him,” he seethes.

“Dead,” I answer. “Spider kicked the shit out of him, followed by Star offloading a million rounds into him,” I add. He doesn’t speak. “Look, Spider is your best friend, and I will never come between you. You can be mad at him, but then you should be mad at me, too. I wanted it just as much as he did. We have an attraction, and it was just the one time we stopped fighting it,” I tell him honestly.

“Come back to the club,” Nash demands.

I shake my head no. “Not until you’ve resolved this shit with Spider.”

He smiles. “I don’t think I remember you being this demanding when you were little.”

I smile. “I was. You just used to give me whatever I wanted.”

He laughs before reaching over and pulling me into his arms, holding me tight. He kisses the top of my head before speaking. “I just wish I could have protected you. Saved you before everything happened,” he confesses, his voice rough with emotion.

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