Page 56 of Forced Proximity
“So did she end up making it through the training?” Doc asked.
“She didn’t, technically.” I hit the button on the screen to fill it up with photos and timelines. “She wasn’t going to finish. Didn’t finish. But she started working at the local PD with her newfound training, and has been at New Orleans Police Department since Jasper left. They recruited her after he told them to shove it. Because she knows you.”
“Great.” Jasper pinched the bridge of his nose. “Let me guess, she moved here.”
He didn’t have to say who “she” was. I knew.
“She did,” I answered. “Did you think that her twin sister could move hours away and she not move, too?”
Jasper continued with the grumbling.
“Why’d y’all break up?” Webber asked.
When Webber asked something, you usually tried to answer it.
He was the president, and we tried to accommodate him when we could.
This was one of those times that Jasper accommodated him, even though you could tell that he didn’t want to say anything more.
Ever.
“She wanted lots of kids, and I didn’t. End of story.”
“Didn’t want them, or couldn’t have them?” Cutter wondered from his half of the table.
“I can get it up, if that’s what you’re wondering,” Jasper grumbled, shooting Cutter a dark look. “I can also physically have kids. I just don’t fuckin’ want them.”
He wasn’t the only one.
I didn’t want any more myself.
I couldn’t handle that kind of heartache ever again.
I had no clue what Jasper’s reasons were, but it was surprising because he was really good with the kids belonging to the club members.
It was also unfortunate for reasons he didn’t know yet.
Reasons I couldn’t wait to see play out.
I wasn’t an evil person, per se. But I sort of liked seeing other people struggle.
It was nice when it wasn’t just me barely holding my head above water.
“I…”
My phone beeped, and I frowned, looking at the screen.
“What the…”
“What is it?” Webber asked, responding to the alarm in my voice.
“Give me a minute,” I said as I rushed out of church and headed to the front door where the object of my obsession now stood, looking like she’d seen a ghost.
Eleven
If you call me and you talk to people in the background, I’m hanging up.
—Dru to Finnian
