“Then you need to take me?”
“No, I wasn’t going to let you get involved with this. You don’t need to see her.”
“It’s bad, isn’t it?” she asked.
“Kayla was badly beaten and raped. The cop warned me it’s not a pretty sight. I don’t want you to see her that way.” Devil stroked her head.
“When do we go and see her?” she asked.
“Lex?”
“No, don’t Lex me. I’m not going to let you keep this from me. I need to know that she’s dead.” Lexie sat up, pushing his hand out of the way and then drawing it to her lips. “I love you, Devil, but this is something I need to do.”
“You know I hate you going through this.” He glanced at her before turning back to look at the road.
“You’re going to have to learn that you can’t keep everything away from me.”
She rested her head on her hand as she stared out of the window. It was late, she was getting tired, and she felt gross from throwing up.
“I love you, baby,” he said.
“I love you, too.” She leaned closer to him, resting her head against his jacket. “So, how did that start a fight with you and Tiny?”
“You don’t let go of anything, do you?”
“I need to know everything for when Eva calls.”
“I wouldn’t expect her call if I was you. Tiny’s known for being a pu**y when it comes to falling out.” Devil looked straight ahead. She saw his jaw clench.
“You’ve been through a lot together. You can’t just let him throw all that away because of a disagreement.” She closed her eyes, sucking on the mint. The masculine scent of him swamped her.
“I told him I had to come home, and he told me I couldn’t leave,” Devil said.
“What?”
“You heard me. I told him I had to go to Piston County to deal with Kayla and all the shit storm it was going to stir up. Tiny got pissed. Told me I couldn’t just leave when I’m the one responsible for him being involved in this shit with Curse bringing Gonzalez to us. He seems to forget that Gonzalez would have gone after him either way.”
Lexie thought about what he said. “He kind of has a point,” she said.
“What? You’re taking his side?”
Pulling away from him, she held her hands up in surrender. “Jeez, no. Whenever you’ve gone to help him, Tiny has never once backed away from any fight. Look at it from his perspective. A guy he doesn’t know broke into his house and was about to take his woman. Then his friend gets a call and you were already running out the door. I can see why he got pissed. This was Curse’s and your fault, not his.” She ran her hands down her thighs. “I don’t give a shit what’s going on between the two of you. I like Eva, and I’m not going to stop talking to her just because you and Tiny have thrown your pacifier out.”
There, she said her peace. She only hoped the two men could get past this little spat, otherwise there was never going to be anymore Skulls and Chaos Bleeds barbeques or picnics.
****
She saw it from Tiny’s point of view.
What kind of shit was that? Devil glanced at his wife as she stared out of the window. He knew she liked Tiny and the crew. Falling out with The Skulls wasn’t going to be good for future problems. Letting out a sigh, he left his boys to go home while he took Lexie and his kids home.
Piston County was eerily silent. He wasn’t fooled. Somewhere Gonzalez was sleeping in his warm bed, waiting to cause all kinds of chaos.
Pulling into the front of his house, he turned off the engine. Lexie climbed out of the car as Death pulled into the drive.
“I thought I’d help you out,” Death said.
“You’re sticking around to make sure we’re not attacked, aren’t you?” Lexie asked.
Death looked toward him, and he gave him the nod. “Yeah, I am.”
Lexie didn’t say anything. She pulled out his son, Josh, while Devil picked up Elizabeth leaving Simon for Death. Opening the door to his home, Devil withdrew his gun and stared around him. His woman brushed past him, turning on lights as she walked upstairs.
“Babe, you’ve got to be careful,” Devil said, pissed.
“Whizz did the security of this place. If anyone broke in, he’d have been alerted to it. I don’t care what kind of shit is going on between you and Tiny, he wouldn’t risk a woman and kids.” She started to walk upstairs. “Bring them to their room.”
“Devil, she’s pissed at you.”
“No, she’s pissed at having to have a bodyguard. She doesn’t think it’s healthy for the kids.” Devil watched her ass in the dress she wore. The outline showed she wasn’t wearing any panties. His c**k responded to the sight.
“Are you taking the downstairs bedroom?” Devil asked.
“Sure.” Both men walked upstairs. “After I deliver him to Lex I’ll go and shut everything up.”
Nodding, Devil entered the main bedroom where Lexie kept all the kids when they were under threat. She didn’t like the thought of having to run from different rooms, so she kept them all together, under lock and key.
He hated the fact she had to do this. Putting Elizabeth in bed, he tucked the blanket around her. She mumbled and turned over going back to sleep. Once all three were in bed, Death had already disappeared downstairs, leaving them alone.
Closing the gate and locking the door, Lexie turned on the monitor that had a camera inside the room. Protection of his kids was important to him.
“I’m going to jump in the shower,” she said.
“I’ll go and make you a hot chocolate.”
She nodded. He didn’t stop her from walking away from him. Walking downstairs, he found Death standing at the backdoor, keying in the security code. “She was right. No one had entered the house. Whizz called to let us know the house was fine.”
“I wonder if he went behind Tiny’s back or if that was a direct order from him.”
“I don’t care where he got it from. What’s going on is horse shit.” Death took a seat at the counter as Devil started to pour milk into a pan.
He didn’t know how to do anything else other than hot chocolate.
“Will you do me one?” Death asked.
Glaring at one of his members, Devil shook his head. “I do this for my woman.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone that you’ve been in the kitchen serving your woman. It’ll give you a bad reputation.”