Page 23 of Arrow: Riding Rebels MC

I looked over my shoulder, and Arrow had his nose buried in his leather jacket. Rolling my eyes, I lifted the dirty diaper I just finished closing. He gagged, and I couldn’t blame him.

“He don’t even smell that bad,” I lied.

“You’s a got damn lie. He in here smelling like a grown ass man. Whatever you’re eating, make sure you don’t eat it again.” Arrow laughed at his own joke, and I bit my lip so I wouldn’t follow suit. “Y’all ready?”

I wrapped the diaper in a trash bag and set it at my feet.

We’d only been here for less than a week, and I had completely turned this space into my own. I didn’t know what to expect at Arrow’s place, but I was nervous about being there alone with him. We would have Hendrix, but my baby could barely hold his head up, so there was no way he could keep his mama from climbingthatparticular tree. I shook the thought from my head and pointed to the bags on the bed.

I hated carrying so much cash around, but I couldn’t risk going to the bank and leading Gideon right to me.

“Yup. Are you sure you want us in your space?”

“I wouldn’t be moving you there if I had a problem.”

Although his ignorant ass smiled, I knew he was being smart.

“Whatever. Once I figure out what you have in your house, I’ll place the order, but I’m paying you back. I don’t need no handouts.”

Arrow’s eyes darkened, and I gulped because, what had I said wrong?

With no response to what I said, Arrow crossed the room and scooped up the bags. I watched him and noticed every muscle in his shoulders and back as his body moved. He wore a white T-shirt, and it didn’t even look like it was too tight, but the way it hugged his muscles let me know it was formfitting. I wanted to ask him what happened, but I knew for my own sake, keeping quiet was my best bet. Picking Hendrix up from the bed, I walked around the room to make sure I had everything.

The room looked clear, so I confidently followed Arrow out of the bedroom.

“I guess with me gone, you can go back to bringing different girls here every night,” I joked but was really fishing.

“Trust me… Getting pussy is the last thing on my mind right now. Plus, I’d never do you like one of the broads that’s always chasing behind one of the Rebels.”

“Wait… what?”

Arrow kept walking, yet my feet stopped moving as I played his words back in my head.

This man was so frustrating because I wanted to be offended, but I knew that after the way I reacted whenever I was in his presence, I would fold like laundry. It was frustrating because, where was my resolve to not be weak in the knees when it came to a man? I didn’t realize I had been standing in the same spot for a long time until Arrow came back to grab Hendrix from my arms.

Like I was in a trance, I followed him out to his truck.

“What about my car? I bought it cash, but Gi—my husband has his ways.”

“That car was broken down the same night you arrived. The cash I got has been added to the money you got in that bag. Now come on and show me how to put him in this shit.”

I opened and closed my mouth several times as I stared at him, not fully understanding his motives.

“You didn’t think that you should have consulted me first? How was that your decision to make without my consent?”

I was fuming, but I couldn’t truly pinpoint where the anger was coming from.

Part of me felt like Arrow trying to control me was the red flag I missed with Gideon, yet his actions since I’d arrived had been for my well-being. I was beyond confused about my feelings. Finally, I was in a place to control the things that happened around me, but Arrow didn’t give me much wiggle room. Arrow stepped to the side and showed Hendrix’s car seat.

He was so frustrating because he wouldn’t answer me until I did what he asked.

“Are you watching?” I asked with enough attitude to warrant a reaction, but Arrow gave me nothing.

“Yeah, go ahead.”

His big body hovered over mine, and goosebumps covered my flesh. I rotated my head and pushed myself to concentrate. I’d done this a million times, so there was no reason for me to fumble this.

“Do you think you could give me some breathing room?”

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