Page 217 of Unravelling The Beast

He points at me with his empty glass in his hand and speaks sternly.

“But if any harm comes to my daughter, you will be held responsible, Arlo.”

My jaw tenses, and he continues while setting his glass down.

“And get this dirty cop off your fucking back! If we’re going to tie our families together, I can’t risk the FBI sniffing around my life too! Fix it, Arlo.”

When he stands, I stand too, and he extends his hand, which I take and shake firmly while he speaks.

“Look after them. I am handing her over to you now to protect and love at all costs.”

I stay silent while releasing his hand and I follow behind him as we leave his office together.

When I enter the kitchen behind him, I see Wren washing the dishes with her mom and she gives me a suspicious glance as Hazel speaks up beside her.

“You guys took your time.”

Phillip pats my back with a smile and I side-eye him as he responds.

“Yeah, well, you know me. I have to tell him all about that particular bourbon.”

I watch as he approaches Hazel and kisses her on the cheek, but my focus is soon drawn to Wren as she gives me a serious glare while wiping her hands on a towel and I smirk in an attempt to irritate her even more because I know she’s pissed off that I played around tonight.

I’m going to get my ass handed to me in the car on the way home, but I can’t fucking wait. Every single damn time Wren plays straight into my hands, her needy pussy wants me now, and she knows it.

She eventually pulls her eyes away from mine and speaks as she throws the towel down onto the counter in front of her.

“We’re going to head home now, guys. Thanks for inviting us; we really enjoyed it.”

Hazel responds with a beaming smile looking between us both.

“Of course! We really enjoyed it too, didn’t we, Phillip?”

He places his arm around her shoulder, drawing her close as he looks down at her.

“We sure did. We will have to do it again sometime.”

When we’re all at the front door, we say our goodbyes and then me and Wren exit the house. I observe her with a sinister grin on my face as she walks ahead of me towards the car, her hands covering her arms and her tall heels clicking along the pavement.

I press the button on my keys, and she wastes no time at all opening the car door and getting inside before me. When I climb in beside her, I slam the door shut behind me and glance her way, and she turns her cute nose up in the air before turning away, looking out of the window beside her.

I raise an eyebrow at her shitty fucking attitude and sigh before inserting my key into the ignition.

It’s quiet the entire time we drive, and I occasionally look her way, but she just continues to stare out of the window the whole time. I decide to put my pride aside and sink back in my seat before finally speaking.

“Right, what’s with the fucking silent treatment?”

When she continues to ignore me, my jaw tenses with annoyance, and I become irritated as I speak again.

“Is this because I didn’t let you come in front of your parents?”

Her head snaps around quickly, and she fixes me with an evil glare while she raises her voice.

“Do you know how high my anxiety was the entire time, because you can’t act normal for five fucking minutes?”

I purse my lips together with an eye roll and look at the dark road ahead as she continues.

“What the hell were you thinking, Arlo?”

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