Undeniable (22 page)

She let out an excited shriek, flashed them a killer grin and ran out of the office.

They looked at each other.  “That was easy,” Cox said.

“She forgot her photos,” He said, pointing at her desk.

Shrugging, they headed passed reception and straight into Chase’s office.

He glanced up from his laptop.

Deuce stepped forward.  "Eva Fox," He growled.

Chase glanced between him and Cox and stuck on Cox.  His eyes went wide.  "Jesus," He muttered.  "It's about time you came and picked up your kid.  Wasn't sure how much longer I could stomach pretending the little spick was mine."

Cox's fists clenched.

"Eva Fox," Deuce reminded him.

Chase glanced back at him.  "I'm a little busy right now.  Do you mind coming back another time?  Maybe making an appointment?"

Cox sat down on a leather armchair and put his feet up on Chase’s desk.  "We'll wait."

"Yeah," He said, spotting a photograph of Eva.  He picked it up off the desk. "You take your fuckin' time."

Her high school graduation
.  She was wearing her gown, holding
her cap in her hand and
grinning
, looking like she didn't have a care in the world.  His mouth went dry looking at it.  That photo had been taken right before he'd had her in that alleyway and made her his forever.

"Beautiful, isn't she?"  Chase murmured. 

Yeah, she fucking was but he wasn't going to mince words.  He had come here for a reason and it wasn't to discuss how beautiful his woman was.

"Thought you only had to worry 'bout Frankie Deluva, yeah? And since Deluva's locked up tight you thought you had nothin' to worry 'bout."

Chase smirked.  "I take it I was wrong?"

"Yeah asshat," Cox said.  "You were fuckin' wrong."

Chase pointed his index finger between him and Cox and grinned.  "Are you both here defending Mrs.
Fox-
Deluva's honor?  Because if that's the case, I'm sorry to tell you but I'm pretty certain I fucked it all out of her."

"Sorry slick," He said to Chase.  "Eva's got fire inside her you ain't never touched."

"Considering I've touched every possible part of her there is to touch, including her womb, I'm inclined to disagree with you."

His nostrils flared. 

"Oh," Chase arrogantly continued.  "Didn't you know?  Funny thing about condoms.  They don't work very well when you break them before hand.  So as far as Eva's fire is concerned, I think I've cornered the market."

"Funny thing 'bout condoms," He growled.  "They don't work very well when you don't use them at all."

He watched, satisfied, as Chase lost his grin and anger flickered in his eyes.

"Oh, dinchya know," He said.  "Been cornerin' that fuckin' market 'bout twelve years now."

Cox leaned forward and plucked a framed photo off the desk.  "God damn Kami looks slammin' in a bikini," He drawled.  "Like her better naked though.  And ridin’ my face screamin' my fuckin’ name."

Chase shrugged.  "You think Kami screams, you should hear Eva."

Holy shit he wanted to kill this asshole.

Chase folded his arms across his chest and leaned back in his desk chair.  "That baby is mine," He said evenly.  "I made sure of it."

Gritting his teeth, he counted to ten before he did something that would land him a cell next to Frankie.  While he was counting, he stared at the picture of Eva.  Why did this asshole have a picture of Eva from her high school graduation?  Unless… 

He looked back at Chase.  Fucker was a cruel bastard but if he’d just wanted a taste of Eva he wouldn’t have tried to get her pregnant, he wouldn’t have her photo on his desk; a photo taken twelve years ago no less, and he wouldn’t give a shit who else she was fucking.

Jesus Christ… 

"I know what Eva sounds like when she's screamin'," He said quietly, waiting for the reaction he knew would come. 

"Know what it feels like to be buried deep inside her sweet pussy squeezin' my shit so fuckin' hard it hurts."

Chase’s face went tight.

"Best part -and you should know this since you’re fuckin’ her- is when she’s comin’ and screamin' she loves me and-

Chase lunged forward in his chair and his fists came down on his desk.  "Shut the fuck up!"

Yeah.  Chase Henderson loved Eva Fox.

"Funny thing 'bout Eva," Cox said.  "Prez don't ever shut up 'bout her.  We quit tryin' to make him a long fuckin' time ago.  Always talkin’ 'bout her big titties and tight pussy-

"Get out," Chase hissed.  "Or I'm calling security."

"Don't worry, kid," He said.  "We're gettin' the fuck out.  Came up here to feel you out, see what the fuck your game was.  See if I needed to take you to ground, but I get it now, know exactly what you're about.  You ain't got no game.  You just want my woman, plain and simple.  Wanted her for long time now.  Wanted her so bad you were desperate enough to settle for fee for service fuckin' instead of love."

Chase's jaw locked up tight. 

"I ain't got shit to worry 'bout.  Eva's never gonna look at you as anything more than a ride she got off on.” 

"GET! OUT!"

Grinning, he lifted his chin at Cox and they headed for the door.  Not a moment later, after they had closed his door behind them, something smashed against it, rattling the walls.

"We're not gonna kill
‘em
?" Cox asked.

"Trust me," He said.  "This is much fuckin' worse.  Boy is in a world of hurt.  Been hurtin' for a long time now, we just sharpened the fuckin' blade a little.  He'll bury himself in no time…that is if Frankie doesn't find out and do it first."

Cox nodded.  “Sweet.”

Once they were inside the elevator, he grabbed Cox by his neck and slammed him int
o the wall.  “You ever fuckin’ talk 'bout Eva’s tits or pussy again I will fuckin’-

“Prez!” Cox said, laughing.  “That was all for show.  Chill the fuck out.”

☼☼☼

Freshly showered and sipping a tall glass of gingerale, I was sitting in my beanbag chair, wa
tching Kami and Devin curled up in my bed, sleeping, hoping like hell Devin wasn't going to need counseling from the events of the day.

Because I sure did.

My bedroom door clicked and opened slowly.  Cox walked in first, followed by Deuce.  Cox's gaze flickered over me before landing on Kami and Devin.  There was possession in his eyes.  He wasn't giving up his kid.  No way in hell.  I wasn't sure what that meant for Kami but I was going to find out.

"Cox," I whispered.  He turned.

"I'm not sure what your plans are but Kami and Devin is a packaged deal.  You try to fuck that up and you're going to go up against a wall of Demon's?  We clear?"

Deuce's lips twitched but Cox remained impassive.  "Yeah, Foxy," He whispered.  "We're clear.  You don’t gotta worry 'bout your girl.  Had some time to cool off.  Figure some shit out.” 

Cox walked over to my bed and sat down beside Kami.  "Bitch," He whispered in her ear.  "Wake the fuck up."

Kami blinked sleepily, saw Cox looming over her, and let out a shriek.

Cox slapped his hand over her mouth.  "You crazy?  My kid is sleepin'."

Kami's pretty blue eyes narrowed and she mumbled something nasty sounding against Cox's hand.

"
Just met your fuckin’ husband
and sure as fuck don’t want my kid near that asshole ever again,
‘
specially don’t want him callin’ that mother fucker daddy.”  He gently pushed a lock of hair out of Kami's eyes.  "And bitch, you’re not goin’ back to him.  Not ever."

Kami visibly relaxed and sunk back into my pillow.  Cox removed his hand.

"Gonna lay it out for you babe," He said.  “Not 'bout to take my boy away from his mama.  So we can work somethin’ out.  I gotta get to know him first, want him to feel safe with me then we can talk ‘bout him goin’ back and forth, yeah?

"Or you can pack up your fuckin’ shit and haul your bony ass down to Montana and I’ll help you get a place.  Maybe shit could happen between us, maybe not cuz you’re fuckin’ crazy, but no way in hell you ever goin' near Ripper.  Basically bitch, you will promise me right the fuck now that you will be stayin’ away from Ripper from now til’ fuckin’ forever."

Shocked, I glanced at Deuce.  He was looking to the ceiling, praying for patience maybe?

"What about your wife?"  Kami hissed.  “Will you be staying away from her?”

"I'll take care of it," Cox hissed back.

She snorted.  "And how will you be taking care of that?"

"Not your concern."

Kami jackknifed into a sitting position.  "You expect me to pack up my life, uproot my son, move to a town where "Super Sluts" is the only salon in sight, just so some shit may or may not happen between us?  You might be fine as hell and fuck like a god but sorry, I don’t think so.”

Cox grabbed Kami's upper arms and jerked her forward.  Nose to nose, they glared at one another.

"I'm g
onna be brutally honest with
you.  Not one woman has ever worked me like you do.  Not one and I've fucked a lot of women.  Pissed me off every time you split when I still wanted more.  Now you got my kid and you still look slammin’ and I still want more.  You come to Montana we'll see if this shit works, it does, I'll leave my wife, it doesn't, I'm not fuckin' leavin' her.  Don't wanna do my own laundry and sure as shit don't wanna be payin' alimony."

“Oh my god,” Kami breathed.  “You are the biggest asshole I have ever met.”

“And you’re a damn crazy, seriously spoiled bitch.”

I'm still not sure who moved first, maybe they moved at the same time.  One second they were glaring and the next they were kissing.  And wrestling.  Wrestle kissing?

They rolled off the bed in a heap, Kami reaching for Cox's belt
while he tore open her shirt.

I ran for Devin since neither of his parents were taking into account that their four year old was mere feet from them.

"Jesus, you're fuckin' perfect," Cox rasped.

"Shut up," Kami hissed.  "And fuck me!"

Deuce held the door for me while I carried Devin out of the room.

Last thing I heard before Deuce closed the door was Cox groaning loudly, "Oh fuck yeah, bitch, you're crazy ass is comin' home with me."

“No I’m not!”

I shook my head.  What a difference a da
y makes.

“You ready to go home darlin’?” 

I looked over at Deuce.  He was staring at the little boy in my arms.

"Yeah," I said softly.  "I'm ready."

He looked up and smiled.  "That's good babe.  Real fuckin' good."

☼☼☼

Deuce turned onto the interstate.
Wearing his helmet, Eva sat behind him, her thighs were cradling his hips, her arms were encircling his waist, her cheek was pressed between his leather-clad shoulder blades.  It felt good.  Right.  It felt like a fuck of a long time coming but it was here now and he could finally breathe easy.

Extending his arm straight out, palm facing down, he signaled his boys to slow down.  Then he put his arm up in the air and extended his index finger.  The boys slowed and went single file in order of their rank: Deuce, Mick, and Cox bringing up the rear.

They headed home.

"I'm not going in there."

Deuce folded his thick arms across his wide chest.  "You gonna sleep out under the stars?"

I shrugged.  "Since I'm not going in there, yeah."

Closing his eyes, he took a couple deep breaths.  I knew I was wearing down his last nerve but honestly, I couldn't find a shred of give a damn.  He had good intentions, yes, but he wasn't listening to me, didn't care how I felt about any of this.  I had just up and left behind everything I’d ever known for him and he was expecting me to move in with him and his kids!  His grown up kids!  His grown up kids who I had never met!

From what I could see, he had a beautiful home.  It was a two story rustic Montana cabin, widespread with a wraparound porch and a backyard that went on for miles.  It was off the beaten path, no neighbors, no traffic.  No nothing.  Just Deuce.  And his two grown kids. 

Holy crap.  I had to get far, far away.

Was there a bus stop in the mountains?  I didn't remember seeing any.  In fact, I don’t think I saw any buses either.  Or people.  Or anything at all actually.  But there had to be a bus stop, right?  If there's a road more than likely a bus will show up eventually…right?

"Reel it in, Eva," Deuce growled.  "How far you think you're gonna get?  You don’t even
know where the fuck you are."

"This is kidnapping!" I yelled.  “And stop reading my mind!”

"Fuck me," He muttered.  "Are you always this crazy?"

"Yes!" I screamed.  "Which is why you need to take me to an airport or a bus station or any sort of civilization and let me go home!"