Page 14 of Sin With Me
Landen’s wife, Ellie, is competing at the National Finals Rodeo in the barrel racing competition in less than three weeks. My entire family is going for a few days, including Delilah, her sister, and their mom.
“But once we’re back, I’ll be sober, so you never have to take care of me again.”
I wave to the bartender and grab her attention. “Ready for my tab, Rainy.”
“So early?” she quips.
“Yep, gotta get home to the wife and kids.”
Delilah nearly chokes on her saliva. “Now I know you’re wasted when you make up a whole fake family.”
I snort. “Oh, c’mon…couldn’t you hear me sayin’ that in twenty years?”
“Twenty? It’s gonna take two more decades for you to settle down, huh?”
“Nah, I’ll probably be single until the day I die.” I shrug dismissively.
Who’s going to want to take on my baggage anyway? I wouldn’t want to give that to anyone. And according to everyone, I can hardly take care of myself, so what business do I have trying to take care of someone else?
“And why’s that, Wilder?” She leans an elbow on the bar, but then some drunk guy crashes into her, spilling his beer on her.
“Oh my God,” Delilah grits between her teeth, lifting her arms when the liquid falls down her low-cut top.
People around us spread out when his beer continues spilling on the floor.
“Hey, asshole,” I shout, shoving him back since he has no concept of personal space. “Watch where you’re goin’!”
“Wilder, stop,” Delilah demands. “It was an accident.”
Those are the last words I hear before the guy swings at me, knocking me square in the jaw.
Thatwas no accident.Motherfucker.
With stars in my eyes, I shove my fist in his gut and he falls to his ass.
“Wilder!” Delilah grabs my arm, yanking me back.
“He hit me first!” I defend, rubbing over the spot he nailed me.
Someone helps the guy back to his feet and then he points a finger in my face, screaming at me. “Let’s finish this outside, ya pussy. Now!”
“Pfft…” I bark out an amused laugh. “Like you know what a pussy looks like.”
He cocks his brow, smirking like a smug son of a bitch. “I’m lookin’ at one now.”
Before I can deck him a second time, Delilah stands between us, and when I try moving her to the side, she jerks her elbow back into my gut.
“Shut the fuck up and get out of his face before I knee you in the dick,” she shouts at him.
My brows pop up at her defending me. It wouldn’t be the first time, but I haven’t seen her this pissed in a hot minute.
“Got your little girlfriend to fight your battles for ya, huh?” He glares at me over her head. “How cute.”
I should be furious at the way he’s taunting me, but I can’t help smiling at the way he called her mygirlfriend.
Pfft. I fucking wish.
“She is cute, ain’t she?” I roll my tongue piercing and lick my lips. “You should see howcuteshe looks when she’s on her knees stuffed with my co?—”
