I wasn’t so much angry. I wouldn’t even say I was hurt. Numb. And violated. Quinn had stood over my bed and ejaculated. Shivers skated over my flesh. I wrapped my arms under my breasts to chase away the chill.
“I don’t know how to fix this.” His voice cracked.
“You can’t.” I’d told him I needed his broken parts. Maybe I’d been naïve, but I hadn’t realized what it would feel like for him to break me. I’d felt this way before. He’d let me in then shut me out. I couldn’t do it again.
I stood and headed back into the house.
“I need you,” he softly spoke.
“Loving you hurts too much, Dozer.”
I went back into the house. Warring emotions battled inside of me. I trusted Vance, but he wasn’t my brother. We weren’t close, not the way Hana could go to him and curl up in his arms.
Blade was elusive. If I was deserted in the middle of nowhere, I’d call a ride share before I’d callBlade. We just didn’t have that kind of friendship. My only connection to him was Hana.
I trusted Romeo, but I didn’t seek the comfort of his arms either. We were changing, and I wasn’t going to bounce from Dozer. I couldn’t. I shared a physical connection and friendship with Romeo. He was my male Hana. Laughs, fun, but with sex. He wasn’t my protector. I had a desperate need for Dozer, for the warmth of his arms.
But I couldn’t trust him.
After I’d convinced Gabriella that I wouldn’t be staying with her or going home, she’d kissed my cheek. “Be safe.”
“I will.” I would, and I had the gun Levi gave me.
I thanked Levi again for the gun before she left to meet Coop with a promise not to say anything to him about what happened. Coop would go to Diego, and I didn’t need his big brother crap making my life more complicated.
Not that I was doing a good job of running my own life.
Blade and Hana walked out, leaving me with Dozer and Romeo.
“If you’re staying here, we’re staying with you.” Romeo leaned against the kitchen counter. “Both Dozer and I sleep most nights at the MC so that’s your only other choice. One of us is always going to be with you.”
My gaze rested on Dozer. “I’ll stay with Romeo.”
A vein pulsed in Dozer’s temple. “As long as you’re safe.”
“You’re going to be okay with that?” I asked.
His shoulders stiffened as he pushed away from the wall. “I’m going to have to be.”
“I’ll pack a bag.” I went to my room and grabbed a duffel bag from my closet. I wasn’t sure how long they expected me to stay out of the house.
Panic still slid through my veins, prickling the hair on my arms and the back of my neck. I was scared. Quinn had been older, seductive, and I’d fallen for his charm.
But then he’d wanted to check my phone, he’d policed my social media, and hated when I hung out with Coop, lecturing me after I’d gone to a party at the toolshed.
“Hey,” Hana said, popping into my room. “Blade and I are going to head back to the MC. Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.” My chest tightened saying the word. I sounded like Dozer. Like him, I wasn’t fine. “I’ll drive over after I pack a bag.”
“You shouldn’t drive alone. Just get one of the guys to take you.”
I sat back on my haunches. “I can’t.”
Why did I care if I hurt Dozer? I’d promised him that I was his. I belonged on the back of his bike, not Romeo’s.
Hana came into the room, knelt next to me, and hugged me. “I know you’re conflicted. Dozer fucked up. If you can’t get over what he said, then stay close to Romeo.” She stood. “It’ll be okay. You’ll see. The guys are going to teach Anatomy a lesson.”
“They won’t kill him, will they?”