“I gave you my fucking blood. Take that however you want.”
They both shut up again, but the emotions were strong in the room.
Cayden hadn’t even realized Hawk had given him a transfusion. He’d been too out of it last night. Hawk’s blood flowed through his veins. No one in their world would go to such a length. Hitmen were selfish, heartless, and greedy. Hawk wasn’t like that.
“You guys should lay low for a while. Antonio Jr. will be looking for you. Get married, have a bunch of kids. He’ll move on,” said Cayden.
Where was Randy? He needed to get out of the suite. It would have been better if neither of them had woken up before he left.
Sophia turned around, her face blotchy from crying. She approached them. “I screwed up, okay? You guys shouldn’t hate each other. I’m the one you should hate. I’m the one pitting the two of you against each other, but I swear it was never my intention.”
Hawk bristled. “You want to be with Cayden, is that it? Just say it.”
“I want something I can’t have. Maybe it’s better for me to leave on my own, to forget both of you. I’m a big girl. I’ll figure things out.”
“Are you kidding me?” said Hawk. “You’re my responsibility.”
“No, actually I’m not. My father’s dead. And you know what kind of a monster he was, anyway. Maybe I’m no different. What I want is sick. You both deserve better.”
“What do you want that’s so terrible?” asked Hawk.
She looked at him. “You know what I want.”
Why was Cayden out of the loop?
“How can I give you that? You really expect me to share you?”
“Whoa, hold on here,” said Cayden. “Share what exactly?”
Someone knocked on the door. It had to be Randy. This was all over now. He’d hop on his bike and keep riding. The alternative appeared to be sharing Sophia with another man in some twisted threesome. He’d never played nicely, and certainly wasn’t good at sharing.
As he thought about it, he realized it may be better than living without her, of feeling sorry for himself forever. Once he walked out that door, it would be over, and he wasn’t sure how he’d handle that overwhelming feeling of want and loneliness.
He went to let Randy in.
“Cayden, no. Please don’t leave like this,” she said.
“Stop playing games, Sophia. You can’t have everything you want.”
“You’ve told me that before,” she said. “I refuse to believe it.”