Page 31 of Hit and Run
“Wren, please,” Sienna says.
“Don’t.” She puts her hand up stopping her.
“Wren, hear us out, please,” I say to her.
Zack stands and moves to her side.“TJ lucked out with you choosing some criminal over him. You’re nowhere close to being good enough for him,” Zack says to Sienna, then looks to me. “Keep your Savage whore. Wren will be just fine without the two of you.”
“You have some fucking nerve coming intomyhouse and not only disrespecting me and my club but trying to control my sisteranddisrespect Sienna. I oughta put you six fucking feet under,” I growl out at him. Sienna puts a hand on my arm to keep me from going after Zack.
“Wren, let’s go,” Zack says to her. She hesitates, starting at Sienna and me for a beat. “Come with me now or we’re done.”
Wren turns and walks out of the room, shaking her head. Zack shoots daggers at us with his glare before following Wren. He’ll get what’s coming to him soon enough. If I go after him now, Wren will be more pissed off than she already is. I turn to Sienna as she drops back into her chair, tears welling in her eyes.
“Sienna.”
She lifts her head up to look at me and tears fall down her cheek. “I knew this was a bad idea,” she says.
“Knew what was a bad idea,” I ask. I’m ninety percent sure she’s talking about us, but I’m hoping she’ll say the dinner.
“You and me.” My whole body tenses up. Tears are streaming down her face now.
“No, we’re not,” I state. She stands and starts gathering the dishes. I reach out for her hand and she freezes. I wait a minute before I pull her onto my lap. With a finger under her chin, I lift her face so I’m looking into her whiskey eyes. “I know people like Zack. My Pops was just like him. He had to be in control of everyone and everything around him, on top of being an alcoholic. Zack came here tonight with plans of driving a wedge between Wren and I. Doing it to you and she was just a bonus for him.”
“So, what do we do,” she asks. This is a side of Sienna I didn’t expect to see so soon— a softer side. I gotta admit, I like it just as much as her fiery side. I brush a strand of hair behind her ear.
“We give her a day or two to calm down. Then one of us can reach out to her,” I tell her. Her sad eyes cut straight to my heart. I want to do whatever I can to put a smile back on her beautiful face.
“I should go home,” she says. She’s avoiding making eye contact with me.
“Stay,” I tell her. She snaps her eyes to mine. I wrap my arms around her waist and hold her. “I mean it. Wren knows now, so why not?”
“Okay, but we should really get this food put away,” she says.
I give a light laugh and nod. “Good idea,” I agree with her.
After we get everything cleaned and put away, we make our way into the living room. I sit on the couch and pull her next to me. Before I turn the TV on, I lift her chin up so she’s looking at me. “Everything is gonna be okay, I promise.”
17
Sienna
Dinner was a nightmare.I should have been prepared for something like that to happen. In the years that I’ve known Wren, we’ve never gotten into a fight or an argument that lead us to not talking to each other. I can’t change anything that has already happened. I’ll give her a day or two to cool off, like Shade suggested, then go from there. He’s scrolling through a list of things to watch on Netflix when he stops and turns to me.
“This might not be the best time to bring this up, but we never talked the other night,” he reminds me.
“I guess I can’t avoid that forever, huh,” I ask.
“Nope.” He shakes his head.
I sigh. “What do you want to talk about?”
"Why don't you do relationships," he asks me.
"We've barely known each other a week. Are you sure you want to have that deep of a conversation already?" I pull my legs onto the couch and sit crisscross, facing Shade.
He shrugs. "I don't see why not. Would it help if I admitted something about myself first," he bargains.Would it help?
"Yeah, maybe," I tell him. When I start to think about it, I realize I don't even know his name. "But first, tell me your real name."
