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“Randy,” she says as she stops in front of us, and Dad mutters, “Lilac…”
Cherri tenses and I raise a brow as I lift my head off Dad's shoulder and question, “Lilac?”
Dad chuckles and admits, “Yeah, her legal name, her mama loved the color purple.”
I snort, and Cherri growls, “Watch it, Lake!”
“Now, now Lilac, don’t try and parent me now, I was a mistake remember,” I goad, and her face reddens with anger that makes Dad chuckle.
“You’ve raised a disrespectful brat!” Cherri snaps, and I shrug and state, “At least he didn’t raise a patch chasing whore.”
Her nostrils flare, and she snaps, “I might be a whore, but at least I can keep Viper, unlike you!” Dad tenses, but she ignores his look of warning and gloats, “I had him this morning. As soon as he got back into town, he fucked me hard and fast.”
She’s lying, she has to be.
“Kitty and I, we’re sharing him,” she finishes with a smirk, and the need to cut builds again as Dad warns, “Turn your fake ass around and leave before I make you, or I’ll decide to let Blade know about your lies regarding a brother.”
Cherri grins clearly not believing him, but it soon vanishes when I don’t behave like she wants, instead, I say, “Well, I guess he better get himself checked out, then, huh?”
She narrows her eyes before huffing and storming away, and Dad mumbles, “She’s lying, Lake.”
I shrug and admit, “It doesn’t matter,” before I stand and kiss his cheek.
I need to leave, the need to cut is overwhelming.
“It does matter, Lake,” he says vehemently, but I shake my head and mutter, “It doesn’t. I need to go get ready for work. I’ll call you later, Daddy,” and I walk towards the back gate before he can say anything else without looking at anyone else.
It doesn’t matter because I allowed another man to touch me despite the fact that Viper held my heart.
With a lump in my throat, I get to my truck and open the door, but tense when I hear, “I guess you’re more like me than we all thought, huh? You know, fucking Joey at The Dive like a whore.”
Tears instantly brim, guilt taking over because if she knows, then he knows.
Chapter 16
Viper
Anger, that is what I feel right now as I look at her from across the way, anger mixed in with pain and sorrow as she and Randy talk. Her head on his shoulder is mixing jealousy into my emotions, which is just fucking pathetic considering he’s her dad.
Two months, and she was all I could think about.
Every picture I have, every message between us, I’ve obsessed over them, trying to see if it was all a lie, and for two months, I couldn’t find anything, and I realized what I already knew but didn’t want to see, allowing my fucked up childhood to cloud my judgment.
She’s not a patch chaser, she’s a woman who didn’t want to speak about a woman who birthed her and didn’t want her. I can’t really blame her considering said birth mother has donenothing but try to get me to fuck her since I got back into town this morning, even now her fucking eyes are on me from across the yard.
But Lake still fucked Joey, the voice in my head reminds me, and anger pulses through like it always does when I remember.
This is supposed to be a happy occasion, yet I feel anything but.
Being away for two months was supposed to help me get my head in check, to realize what I want, and to center myself, but it didn’t. If anything, the longer I was away from Lake, the more dangerous I became.
I watch as Lake says something to her dad, who replies, but I focus on her and not on what he’s saying, though I know it's most likely about the garage.
“If that fucker thinks he is leaving the garage next week, he has another thing coming,” Blade says as he slides up next to me, and I snort.
“I take it Gary spoke to you?” I confirm, and he hums and admits, “He called me this morning to give me a warning that the dick stated he is returning next week.” he takes a sip of his beer, then mutters, “Not fucking happening.”
I chuckle and look back at Lake, who is watching the happy couple, and I eye her features, taking in her light pink off-the-shoulder bridesmaid dress that basically hangs off her frame.
