Page 84 of Relentles
“Rebel—”
“She’s not doing it,” Diesel barked. “Go to the fucking car and wait for me. Leave Rebel the fuck alone before she loses her fucking temper.”
“I’m losing mine,” Tabitha retorted.
“Boohoo for you,” Rebel said, bored. “I don’t give a good fuck.”
“You’re so fucking reckless, Rebel,” Diesel snapped. “Keep it the fuck up and Iwillput you over my knee.”
She winked at him. “Give me advance notice, so I can wear a little short skirt and no panties.”
“You’re a child—” he started.
“Who has hacked intoyourcomputer and watched your favorite Pornhub videos,” she interrupted. “I saw one dick too many by accident at the club and wanted to know what to do with one of my own.”
“I can’t with you,” he said on a groan.
“You can with me. As a matter of fact, you can in whatever way you wish.”
He threw her a dark look, and she grinned.
“If you were sixteen, I’d suggest to Aunt Meggie you get on birth control.”
Well, now. Progress.
“Would you want to utilize the benefits, Dee?”
Slamming his elbows on the bar, he covered his face.
“You walked right into that one, dumb ass,” Potter said, chuckling.
“I’m Diesel’s wife,” Tabitha screeched. “And you will respect me as such, Rebel.”
“I don’t have to respect you as his wife, his cocksucker, or his friend. I don’t fucking like you. I don’t fucking trust you. How many times do I have to tell you for that shit to sink in? And whatever I do, it’s for Diesel, not for you, so sit the fuck down and get the fuck out of my face.”
“You’re letting her talk to me like this, Diesel?”
“Crybaby, he’s lettingyoutalk tomelike this.” Whatever the fuckthiswas.
“I want both of you to stop,now,” Diesel ordered, standing again and stepping around Rebel to reach Tabitha. “Go to the fucking car. I’ll be out in a minute.”
“I have to talk to you and you weren’t answering your phone.”
More’s the pity. If Diesel had taken her call, Rebel wouldn’t have been subjected to her presence.
“We’ll talk at home,” Diesel promised, and ushered her toward the door. He walked to Diana and kissed her. “Sorry, babe. I have to see what she wants so she won’t disturb us. I’ll come back as soon as I can and I intend to eat your sweet snatch for hours.”
Rebel wrinkled her nose, although her jealousy roared back to life. Diesel wanted to put her in her place.
At least he knew where the fuck that was. She sure the fuck didn’t.
Giggling, Diana got to her feet and ran through the arched doorway as Diesel turned to Rebel.
“As for you—”
She shoved him. “Fuck off.”
“Your fucking hobby of the hour is endangering the lives of grown men just for fucking kicks. Rebel, you’re a goddamn child,” he snarled. “I don’t fucking see you in any other way. Get that through your fucking head. I don’t fucking want you.”
