Page 136 of Beautifully Shattered
“Every night, when Smitty goes in for the night, everyone can hear them fighting. He said it gets pretty heated, yet she never steps foot outside.”
“The fuck,” I snap, and JD stands abruptly.
“We gotta go get her. What if he’s chained her up or something?”
“Smitty’s a crazy fucker, but he wouldn’t do that… would he?”
“Do what?” Abbey’s voice joins us as she steps into the kitchen, her hair wet, her eyes red, but her shoulders are back, and her head is held high.
She’s had her moment, and now she’s ready for the day.
“You should take Abbey there.” JD ignores my wife, pointing in her direction with his eyes locked on me. “Tell him she wants to visit her friend. He can’t deny her. Plus, Abbey doesn’t give a shit about him and his fucked-up rules. He won’t say no to her.”
“I’m assuming we’re talking about Jols?” Abbey asks, pouring herself a glass of juice.
“Ain’t no fucking way I’m taking her anywhere near our Prez right now.” I snap at JD, giving up on the banana I’d half peeled, my fucking appetite vanishing. “You saw what happened between them at the Rebel’s raid.”
“Shouldn’t I get to decide that?” Abbey snaps, but JD keeps ignoring her.
“She’s one of us now. He won’t hurt her, but he might hurt Jols. Fuck, what if he’s hurting her?!”
Suddenly, JD’s head jolts to the side as a mandarin slams into his cheek.
My eyes snap in Abbey’s direction in time to see another mandarin flying my way.
“Fuck!” I duck just in time for it to splat against the wall, my fucking disbelieving eyes locking onto my wife as I grip my side, sure I might have fucking opened up the stitches one of Riggs’ men did.
“You rude fuckers deserved that. I’m right here, and you just ignored me three times!” She storms over to me, snatching my peeled banana off the benchtop, snapping her teeth into it like she’s imagining it’s my cock. “If you’d taken a moment to spare me the decency of a conversation,” she mumbles around the banana she’s chewing, “then I could have told you Jols is fine.”
She strides out of the room, and my eyes land on JD, who is wide-eyed, his mouth hanging open like he’s waiting for me to toss him some fucking food. Then he snaps it shut, his gaze meeting mine.
“Your wife is scary. But alsosexywhen she’s mad.”
I scoff at the idiot as he barges past me in chase of my absolutely sexy wife.
“How do you know she’sokay?” JD barks as he chases her out onto the porch, and I follow, needing to know that too.
“I’m not sure you deserve to know,” she scoffs, finishing up with the banana and licking her fingers.
I fucking love watching her eat. The way her tongue sweeps out and…
Fuck. This woman is such a distraction.
A fucking good one.
“Come on, Abs. I’ll do anything,” JD begs, sounding like he’s about ready to drop to his knees, and then the fucker actually does it.
My brows shoot high as he shuffles towards my wife, his hands clasped together, already begging.
Fuck… he really has it bad for Jols.
Abbey smiles down at him for a long beat, leaving him hanging, then tilts her head as she studies him.
“I think I like you down there on your knees—”
“You’d better not mean what I think you mean, Angel!” I snap, storming closer, and she rolls her eyes at me.
“Not everything is about sex, Cam. I just mean I like him grovelling.” Her glare is harsh, doing absolutely nothing to get my head out of the gutter because yeah, I fucking love her feisty side.
