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“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have saidyouwere stupid. That was mean. I just meant it’s a massive risk to take! Why would you do that?”
“Because she was handlin’ the ins and outs of the financials. Doin’ deposits, makin’ payments for clothing or cost for travel. She’s not actually on the account, she just has the log in information on her phone. She’d take care of dividin’ up our cuts into our personal accounts while we kept the majority of it in the big one. Clearly, we shouldn’t have trusted her, but she’d never touched the money without lettin’ us know before.”
Grinding my teeth, I nod once. “Yeah, okay. That makes more sense.”
“You asshole!” Trina screeches so loudly that Lucy starts to bark wildly from Renee’s side. All of us freeze and look toward the car with open jaws.
Fury roils inside my gut over how she’s talking to the most wonderful woman I’ve ever met outside of my Grams, and over her taking advantage of my guys’ trust.
Myguys.
Remy starts to head over, but I shoot past him. Clyde wraps his arms around me holding me back, and I growl. “Let me go!Trinaand I are gonna have a little girl chat!” When he doesn’t, probably afraid I’ll do real damage—I might—I start kicking myfeet. The other two continue on without us. “If you don’t set me down right now, Clyde Rowe, you’ll fuckin’ regret it.”
“Now, Country. I’m just givin’ Rem a chance to—oof!” The air in his lungs is expelled rapidly when the heel of my boot connects with his balls.
Three for three. That’ll learn him right quick. If you’re gonna restrain someone, don’t keep your legs spread and their legs dangling between ‘em.
He drops me to bend over and catch his breath, inhaling sharply through his nose. “Christ… Country…”
I don’t stick around, sprinting toward the car, shooting between the other two who just made it to Renee’s side.
“Alright, you waste of space,” I bark out, ducking into the backseat and grabbing her hair by the roots to yank her out from the car. Dragging her toward the field as she claws at my hand, screaming, I yell over her so she’ll hear me. “Your momma should have swallowed the night you were conceived.”
Once we hit the edge where the grass is thick, I toss her away from me. She lands on her stomach before pushing up on her hands to glare at me. “You’re the fucking worst out of all of them! Fucking country trash!” she sneers at me, flipping to her ass so she can stand up.
I straddle her body and grip the front of her shirt, hauling her up to me so we’re nose to nose. Ignoring her insult, because honestly, it was weak, I grit out a question. “You decide to go playin’ with the boys’ money the other night?”
She tries to slap at me, but I think I might be scaring her a bit, so hands only graze my skin. Since I’m so close to her, I can see Trina’s face is bright red underneath the caked-on foundation. Pushing her back hard, she lands on her elbows, then scrambles to her feet.
“It’s ridiculous that they would write you a check for that amount! They’ve worked so hard over the past few years. Icouldn’t stand by and watch them throw it away on you! Whyyou?They could have hadanyone!Women were flocking to them, but they all went panting after you like dogs in heat. Is your pussy extra fucking tight or something? Some secret skills when you suck dick to make the boys come running?”
Renee gasps from a few feet away, and I’ll admit, that’s not a vision I’d ever want in her brain. She’s a smart lady and knows what goes on behind closed doors, but she should be allowed to stay in her bubble when it comes to her son.
“You mean women like you? You’re only pissed you weren’t picked, which is fuckin’ stupid.”
“Betsy!” Renee’s scolding tone makes me roll my eyes. I’ve got my back to her, so she doesn’t see it, thank Go— “And don’t you roll your eyes at me!”
Trina stomps away from me, toward my guys. “How can you all just stand there and let thattrashtreat me like this? I’ve done everything for you!”
Remy shrugs. “You were mean to my momma.”
There’s so much more, like the fact that she walked around this place like she needed to be served on a silver platter, made decisions without consulting any of them, took liberties with their finances, and was an all-around rude bitch. I could go on, but I see red. and my ears burn when I hear the next words out of her mouth.
“Your mother,” she hisses, “is fuckingbitch!” Her chest is heaving in anger, but I can’t see straight; I’m so furious. Whipping my hand out, I yank the broom away from Renee. She has her palm pressed to her chest, clearly hurt by Trina’s words.
Finally, Trina does something right as she catches sight of me coming at her from the corner of her eye. Her eyes widen and she spins around to run from me. Hollering for me to stop, I keep going at her, ready to beat her to a bloody pulp. When I’mclose enough, I swing, then stare in shock as the broom swipes through the air where her head was a split second earlier.
I stumble to a stop, the momentum from my swing throwing me off balance.Fuck, it’s probably a good thing I didn’t hit her.
A muffled screech draws my eyes down to where she’s backing away, gagging horrendously and slapping at her face. Pieces of what look like mud are flying through the air, and I dodge a large clump as it flies past my face, then cover my nose when the scent hits me.
Oh holy shit.
Trina Colby just literally ate a freaking massive pile of COW SHIT!
I don’t pay any attention to the loud, guttural sounds of her hacking as she sobs and vomits into the grass, because I’m too busy collapsing where I stand in a fit of laughter.
Rolling onto my back, I’m holding my stomach and crying because of how hilarious and perfect this moment is. Of all the things to bring that woman down, it’s a cowpie bigger than a dinner plate, squashed into her face, and I couldn’t be more tickled over the karma.
