Page 46 of Venom
Maybe grabbing her is the best route to go, to get her to hear me out.
I give dad a nod in return before I look at Medic and state, “Let’s roll out,” and the big fucker grins wide, then knocks on the table twice and gets up.
I follow suit and give Blade, who raises a brow, a one-finger salute and walk towards the door, Raya front and foremost on my mind.
We have church in an hour, so we need to make this quick. If I have to carry her over my shoulder, then I will.
Twenty minutes later, knowing the diner is our best bet, we pull up out front of it.
She loves the coffee and comes here at least four times a day. I know it’s a long shot, but we’re limited on time, and this is the only option I have, especially since I know for a fact she’s never at home during the day. The camera outside her apartment, which I may or may not monitor, provides proof of it.
“She’s here,” Medic says as he pulls up next to me, causing me to look up and see her walking out of the diner with a bag that looks full of food, and my pulse races.
Her hair is down and straight, she’s wearing more makeup than normal, a little white summer dress, looking absolutely beautiful.
Fuck, does she have a date?
Is it Hayden?
I’ve never seen her this done up before, well, except for Sky and Fury’s wedding, but fuck me, she’s gorgeous.
Jealously spikes as her moans echo in my head and my thoughts run wild.
Does she moan for him?
Does her body lock around his?
Medic climbs off his bike, and I follow suit, allowing my anger and jealousy to fester as we walk over to Raya before she can reach her tiny ass car and stand before her, making her halt in her tracks.
She jumps as she looks up, then eyes both of us with caution, making me smirk coldly.
She looks like someone going on a date, she’s beautiful, and I allow my anger to run my mouth.
“Kitten,” I say coldly, causing Medic to look my way with a raised brow.
Yeah, I know, I sound pissed off, but that’s because I am!
“Venom,” she returns flatly.
I eye her dress, the bust looking fucking delicious, and I ask, “Off on a date with your little thug boyfriend Hayden?”
“Ah shit,” Medic mutters, seeing where my thoughts went.
Raya narrows her eyes and snaps, “Actually, I’m off for dinner with my mama and stepfather. I just picked up the dessert. Is that okay with you, Venom?”
Shit.
She scoffs, “So, all those nights you’ve sat outside my door were bullshit, huh? You’d think I’d go near that man? The one who tried to buy my best friend? The one who kills innocent families?”
Okay, so I may have fucked up and let my jealousy override me.
As if it happens in slow motion, I watch as Raya side eyes Medic before she looks at me and states, “You know what, Venom, how about an eye for an eye, you know, you screwed me up against my door only to screw a stripper then knock her up so…”
Before I can grab her, to stop her from making the decision I know I’ll destroy the world over, she grabs an unsuspecting Medic by his cut. She goes on her tiptoes, slams her lips against his, instantly even from here, I can see her push her tongue inside his mouth and I growl loud and fierce. When the fucker grips her hips and kisses her back just as hard, I lose it.
His lips against her is all I see, and a red mist I’ve never felt before takes over, pure anger rushing over me.
He’s dead, he’s fucking dead!
