Page 22 of Drax (Iron Thunder MC 3)
“It’s great that you get to do what you love,” he continued. I nodded my head wildly.
“Yes. Totally. I wouldn’t have it any other way. It’s just that I don’t know what the situation is going to be now. Now that Crash has complicated everything for me and the family and the neighborhood.”
When he didn’t reply, I slowly lifted my head to look up at him.
He looked a little angry, but also very gentle.
“I’m going to take care of it, MB,” he said.9DraxShe said she wanted to use the toilet. I didn’t need to show her where it was. Mary-Beth and I had spent too many weekends cooped up here by ourselves. She knew exactly where everything was. In fact, she was the one who’d picked out those coffee mugs. The coffee table. The radio on the windowsill. The sheets for the bed. There was a touch of her everywhere I looked in this apartment.
That was what it was like being with her. She’d had a role to play in every part of my life. And now, being alone with her here brought all those memories back.
Wasn’t I just better off when I hadn’t seen her in a year?
I was willing to bang two sexy chicks at the same time with no guilt, right? But who was I kidding? I knew I’d fall asleep thinking about Mary-Beth, after I had my fill and kicked those two out of my room.
As a rule, no woman was ever allowed to share my bed with me.
Except Mary-Beth.
She could do whatever she liked.
I looked up at the bathroom door. She was in there for over ten minutes. A part of me wanted to leave her alone and another part of me wanted to make sure she was doing okay. I got up and went to knock on the door.
“MB?” I said and realized that the door was left open. I stood there as it swung open and I found her sitting on the floor by the basin. She had her face covered with both hands and it seemed like she’d been sobbing.
“Hey…” I went over, kneeling down beside her. She looked up at me, blinking a little.
“I’m alright. Really. I don’t know why I’m being so emotional. I’m an idiot.”
I held onto her shoulders. They were so strong and frail at the same time. I didn’t know if she wanted me to hug her or leave her alone. She shook her head, like she was disappointed in herself.
“You’re not an idiot. You’re just in shock.”
“I never expected my own brother to treat me like that. And I don’t even want to know what he puts other people through. Is Bolt’s girlfriend okay?”
“Yeah, she’s fine now. You don’t need to worry about other people.”
“I’m so ashamed. I’m so angry with him.”
“Right now, we need to focus on keeping you safe. He’s going to find out you’re with me and he’s going to come after you,” I added.
“And you.”
We stared at each other’s faces. Mary-Beth let out a deep sigh.
“I know what you’re going to say. That you don’t care what happens to you.”
I remained silent. She was right; that was exactly what I was about to say.
“But I care what happens to you, Drax. I care what happens to everyone in Crash’s destructive path who is going to end up being collateral damage.”
She tried standing up quickly but lost her balance. She fell backwards and I caught her in my arms. For a moment, she was looking up at me. I wanted to kiss her. Possess her again. Remind myself what it felt like to really own her.
But she pulled away quickly and started straightening her clothes. Those big breasts were perky and tight under the thin blouse she was wearing. It had ridden up a little so I could see the ample bulge of her waist. I knew exactly what it felt like to hold her body while I pumped into her.
She left the bathroom and I followed her out.
“I think I should go,” she said, rushing to her purse that was lying on the couch. The tone of her voice had changed. She sounded a little paranoid.
“What are you talking about?” I grunted.
“I’m putting everyone at risk by being here with you, Drax. Don’t you see that? You and I and your whole MC. Crash will never forgive me for coming to you.”
I walked up to her, watching as she shoved her phone in her purse and zipped it up and turned to stare at me.
“You need to calm down.”
“I am calm! For the first time tonight, I’m thinking clearly!”
She wasn’t. I could hear the paranoia in her voice. I clenched my jaws, trying to keep it together. What I wanted to do was throw my arms around her and hold her to myself.
