Page 78 of Happenstance
My eyes went wide. Sacrifice? We weren’t getting sacrificed, were we? Cause I didn’t sign up for that.
“Don’t listen to her, Lana,” Shelby threw her arm around me and stuck her tongue out at Riley. “Rye’s just grumpy.”
Riley returned Shelby’s comment with an eye roll.
At the same time, Logan strutted over and slapped his hand on Parker’s back, then Micha joined us.
“Are you ready for this shit?” Logan teased Parker, while I eyed Micha’s deep purple robes.
How come Parker didn’t have robes? I wanted to see him in robes. Did the swirling gold embroidery mean anything? Maybe they were ancient spells?
Parker cocked a brow at Logan, “It’s pretty standard stuff.”
“You’re not the one that has to fuck in front of your dad,” Micha grumbled.
“What?” I looked from Micha’s scowl, to the glare on Riley’s face. If she’d had something sharp right then, I was pretty sure she’d stab him. “You have to do it in front of his dad?”
Even though my question was directed at Riley, it was Logan who answered.
“Not Micha’s dad. Parker’s,” he explained, while tipping his head back at the men by the altar. “No one wants to fuck in front of Lou. Prick would take it as an opportunity to add sex therapy to his list of achievements.”
“Eww,” Shelby gagged, “I do not need that image of the man my mom is sleeping with.”
“Exactly why I chose Dean, baby.” Logan wrapped his arms around Shelby and pulled her into him. “Besides, Cherry Pie, I don’t think they’re doing much sleeping behind closed doors. Lou’s a kinky fuck.”
“Oh my god, Logan!” She smacked him in the side while Micha cracked his palm off the back of his head.
“Spying on my dad now?”
Logan’s green eyes sparkled as he smirked at Micha. “Had to know if all you Kesslers were into the same sick shit.”
I stood there, staring at Shelby with her arms crossed, as Logan and Micha argued about the sexual proclivities of the Kessler men, and ran through everything in my head. It took a second, but my brain slowly started to kick in.
“So… you guys have to do it in front of Parker’s dad too?”
They all stopped and stared at me. Except for Riley, who continued to glare her hatred at her boyfriend. Micha was not going to have a good night.
“You didn’t tell her about that part?” Logan shook his head, “Rookie move, dude.”
“What part?” I asked, looking over my shoulder at Parker.
He stiffened and glared at Logan. “Don’t worry about that, Baby. We don’t have to do that until after the babies are born.”
I spun around and placed my hands on my hips, “Don’t worry about what, Parker?”
Logan chuckled behind us. I might’ve slapped him, if the chapel doors hadn’t burst open. Four men in robes came charging into the room, dragging the Sheriff behind them. And let me just say, I could see where Riley got her stubbornness from. Derek Adams had a bruise on his face, half his shirt was torn, and still he wasn’t going quietly.
“You motherfucker!” Derek growled, throwing his fist into one man’s jaw, while kicking another.
They quickly got him under control. Grabbing his limbs and holding him still as Louis Kessler marched down the aisle.
“Are we going to have this problem every time, Derek?”
Derek’s answer was to spit in Mr. Kessler’s face.
I didn’t know where to look. My heart fluttered wildly, afraid for Riley’s dad. At the same time, I could hear Riley yelling behind me, while Micha growled back. The secret society stuff was cool, but I didn’t like this.
Looking up at Parker, I searched his eyes for comfort.
