Page 226 of Unravelling The Beast

“You came in from the garden right as I was going to say something, but to be honest, I didn’t know what to say.How do you tell a three-year-old about all this? I’m here to look after him one minute, then I’m in your bed and kissing you in front of him the next.”

I observe her for a beat before answering.

“You tell him the fucking truth: that we love each other.”

She now turns her head and looks all around my face.

“And the baby?”

I give a small nod.

“We’ll do it together, Wren.”

I notice her shoulders relax before she looks forward again.

“Thank you; I’d rather have you there with me than do it alone.”

As I whisper into her ear, I draw her closer to my body by wrapping my arms around her.

“I’ve got you. Cree is a smart kid, and he will fucking understand because he loves you too.”

She smiles as I firmly kiss her cheek, and I notice Jasper has finished, so I let her go and stand straight before inspecting all the holes in the targets.

When my eyes meet his, I give him a small nod of approval.

“Not bad. You definitely know how to use a gun.”

As I extend the space between me and Wren, I flick my knife out and keep eye contact with Jasper.

“Now fucking disarm me, and don’t hold back.”

He hesitates immediately, since he knows that this will be challenging for him. I take a stance, waiting for him to approach, and when he does, he comes extremely quickly. When he has closed the gap, he swings his fist at me, which I immediately avoid by bowing backward.

I sidestep swiftly and place my blade to his throat from behind, and he delivers a strike to my ribs with his elbow. He takes my wrist at his throat and swings and twists my arm until it’s forced behind my back, and I’m restricted with my knife still in my hand as he keeps a tight hold.

I let out a loud laugh and release my knife without warning. As it falls, I swiftly reach behind me with my free hand and catch it before bringing it up to his face quickly, inches away from his eye.

He laughs out loud before speaking breathlessly.

“Fuck sake, bro!”

I lower my knife, my eyes fixed on Wren’s, who has been watching with a sexy, devilish grin on her lips. I turn around and face Jasper as soon as I feel his grasp loosen on my wrist.

As we stand face-to-face at the same height, I flick my blade closed and speak while placing it back in my pocket.

“You’re not bad, bro, but we’re going to do this every fucking week until you officially disarm me.” The problem is that you’re not thinking ahead. You must be fully fucking focused on each and every potential move that some cunt will take before they even take it. When you’ve mastered that, the possibilities are endless.”

He gives a small nod before I turn around and speak sternly to Wren.

“There’s one thing you’re going to fucking do, and then we’re out of here.”

I observe her confused look before walking over to the duffel bag and stooping down to find a bulletproof vest. I remove it from the bag and strap it to my upper body before taking another pistol and inserting a single shot into the clip.

When I turn around, she’s staring at me with wide, petrified eyes and frantically shaking her head because she knows what I am about to tell her to do.

I nod a couple of times as I approach her until I’m standing directly in front of her, then grasp her wrist and place the gun in her palm.

“You’re going to shoot me and you better not fucking miss.”

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