Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 100225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 501(@200wpm)___ 401(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 501(@200wpm)___ 401(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
“C’mon, Dom. Gabby has hooks in you that go so fucking deep you hurt your own blood because of them. There’s no way you just got up one day, looked at a woman who has been around your whole life and decided she’s the one. Your mom might buy into that shit, but not me.”
“Flattering picture that you have of me, Dad. I really must be quite the fuck-up in your eyes. Is that why you’ve been pushing to promote Breaker and pretty much ignoring my position inside the club?”
“Breaker has paid his dues.”
Dad puts his beer down on the bar and crosses his arms at his chest. He looks unmovable and his face is daring me to say shit.
“He has,” I answer because Breaker is damn good. The club is better because he’s in it. I wouldn’t argue against him moving up in the club. “Do you think I haven’t?”
“Dom—”
“Because if I haven’t, that lies on you. I know—for a fact—that there have been things I could have been put in charge of and have been passed by. That’s beginning not to sit well at all with me.”
“You head hasn’t been in the game.”
“Bullshit. I have always put the club first.”
“Too bad the same couldn’t be said about your brother.”
His words are like a fucking gut punch. “I—”
“And apparently you don’t give a fuck that Raze was involved with Thea. You just moved right on in. Do you really expect me to trust you with the big shit at the club when you spend most of your time worrying about who is going to get your dick wet and not even care that your brothers—the men you took an oath to put first—are involved with those women? You need to grow up, Dom,” Dad growls, anger lacing every word, but his anger pales to mine at the moment. He’s already passed judgment on me. He hasn’t even tried to hear my side, and it’s clear that it’s not something that interests him, either.
“What the hell is going on in here?” Thea snarls, and if I thought I was angry, my girl is worse. I’m surprised there’s no steam coming out of her ears.
Dad and I both look at the door at the same time. Mom and Thea are both standing there. Mom looks shocked. Thea looks pissed as hell.
“I’d like to know that same thing,” Mom adds, her eyes shooting lasers at my father.
“It’s nothing, Gorgeous,” I tell Thea, because in the grand scheme of things, I know it’s not.
“I think it is,” Mom argues.
I shake my head. “Mom, let it drop.”
“It’s club business,” Dad says, and I hate the way that hurts. Honestly, it might be club business, but I’m his fucking son. He could have talked to me about shit before he passed assignments to others. If the club voted against me moving up, then he could have told me that, too. He didn’t and now we’re here. I can’t say shit about it. I did cause a mess with T. Sure, I didn’t know everything Grabby was fucking doing, but I should have talked with T. I should have told him what Gabby and I had planned and what was holding us back. I should have treated him like a man—not the younger brother I had always tried to protect.
“The fuck it is,” Thea says, and Dad’s body tenses to the point that you can feel the vibe in the entire room. I walk over to her to get between them.
“Sweetheart, let it go. It’s not important—”
“It is, Dom! I heard what he said.” She turns away from me then and looks at my father. “If that is truly how you see your son, then you don’t know him at all. Dom didn’t steal me away from Raze. He sure as hell didn’t stab him in the back.”
“Princess—”
“No,” she says, cutting him off. “You don’t get to call me by a family nickname. You apparently don’t know me well enough to know that I would never cheat on a man I was involved with. Unlike Raze—a member of your club that you chose to head the scouting expedition for your club’s new shop over your own son,” she snaps.
“You talked to her about—”
“Dom didn’t tell me anything. I was at the garage going through the books with Dad when he and Uncle Dancer were talking about it.”
“Are you saying Raze cheated on you?”
“He did, not that it is anyone’s business. Dom was there for me when I found out and he’s been there since. Whatever we are now, didn’t enter into it then. He was a shoulder when I needed one. It also shouldn’t fucking matter where he puts his dick, as long as he does a good job for the club.”
“It has to matter when it affects members of the club. None of this has anything to do with you,” Dad counters.