Page 161 of A Love Like Venom

“Not fucking possible,” he murmurs, his lips brushing against my forehead.

Reluctantly he lets me go and I watch mesmerized as he follows Oak down the hall.

“You have it so bad, Alice,” Grace acknowledges.

“I know.” There is no denying it.

“But he does to. I can see it. He really is in love with you.”

“I know.”

And hopefully our love will be enough to survive this.

It has to.

Snake

"We have a problem." Oak tells me as soon as I enter the room where we hold Church. I close the door behind me gently remembering not to trigger him.

"I've gathered that," I reply dryly. "Is the problem regarding Gracie Mae or Alice?" Having Gracie Mae needing time go back to Hollows Point after a week is a complication. Oak will guard Conner and her with his life and she will have protection from the club but there is still a risk. The one moment that Oak has them out of his sight could be the moment that The Crowned Devils act on.

And Alice . . .

Her sister could have already cashed in by telling Razor that Alice is with me. That's all the information he needs to gather his club and come down raining hellfire on our compound.

Alice's life is in jeopardy every second that those bastards can breathe.

I won't be satisfied until each one of them are dead.

"The situation with Grace is complicated but can be handled," he assures me but it only makes my heart beat faster.

My tongue feels like lead in my mouth as I respond, "Alice . . ."

No.

There is no fucking way I am about to lose her when I just got her back.

They aren't going to take her away from me, causing my world to go back to black, leaving me feeling numb and not being able to see the beauty life now holds.

If they take her then they take everything from me.

"It's not regarding, Alice. At least not yet," he tells me. My chest expands as I release the breath I didn't know I was holding. Even my hands that were formed with fists so tight that my knuckles were white relax.

"Then what is the problem?" If it's not because of Gracie Mae or Alice then it must have something to do with the club.

My eyes search Oak's for an answer. In return I find nothing. Finding nothing only proves to be more dangerous. "What is it, Oak?" I bite out.

"Jessica Finley."

My brows draw together as I'm left confused. The last time I saw her she was trying to get in my fucking pants, literally. As for what I said I don't think I could have made myself any clearer. There was never an us and there will never be an us. "I don't understand."

"When was the last time you slept with her?"

Now I really am fucking confused. "Why the fuck does it matter?"

He sighs heavily. His ice blue eyes meeting mine with pain and sorrow. "Reed," he says my name.

Oak says my actual fucking name.

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