“What time did she leave?” I ask.
“Around two this morning, Tiny left on foot, heading to town,” Fuse mutters. “We going after her?”
“No, we aren’t but I am. I’m not letting my ol’ lady who’s pregnant get away from me,” I snap, and head for the doors leading outside. With her on foot I’ll find her and when I do, I’ll be making sure to bring her back where she belongs.
With me.
With River and Brook.
With our family.
I fucked up big time with her and now I need to make things right.
Chapter Six
Tiny
I’ve been walking for hours, my heart shattered into a million pieces as I finally make my way into town. I’m sure I could have made it here sooner, but I didn’t have anywhere to be right away.
Since I’m now homeless after doing the worse thing imaginable and leaving the man I love as well as my twins. God how I miss them all so much already. But for them I’m leaving. Chains doesn’t need me. I’m worthless as it is. I mean seriously this is the first time in years I’ve been out on my own and I’m scared out of my mind.
Seeing a diner up ahead, I decide to stop in for a few minutes and get something in my stomach. I don’t have much cash but I needed something to eat while I figured out where to go. I could go back to the Devil’s Riot MC clubhouse up in Virginia, then again, Victoria would call Chains and let him know right away that I was there.
Maybe I just need to go somewhere completely different, somewhere I can isolate myself away from the world and never be found again, like those shows about living off grid. I could do it. Possibly.
Who am I kidding? I lived on the streets for a bit but that didn’t work out and I took haven in the Devil’s Riot MC. I’d been lucky to not have to do anything but work after I explained things to Stoney.
I make my way across the street and into the diner. The smells of breakfast cooking assaults my nose sending a wave of nausea straight through me. Glancing around the room, I take in my surroundings noticing a long counter with stools in front of it and booths lined up against the windows.
“Hey, darlin’, find a spot and I’ll be right with you,” the lady standing behind the counter says as she lifts her head up to smile at me.
Nodding, I do as she says and find a spot to sit. My exhausted body thanks me for finally taking a break.
“What can I get you, darlin’?” the lady asks, startling me. Jesus the woman is quick on her feet. Lifting my gaze to hers I notice the nametag on the right side of her blouse reads Nikki.
“Um, can I get a hot tea and some toast please?” I ask in response, not knowing what else I should get.
“Coming right up,” she says, writing it down on her pad as she turns on her heel and moves back behind the counter.
“You look lost, sweetheart.” I nearly jump out of my skin at the sound of a masculine voice. Lifting my eyes, I find the man the voice belongs to is sitting in a booth in front of me his position facing mine. “Sorry didn’t mean to frighten you,” he murmurs, flashing me a radiant smile I’m sure he uses to get into women’s pants. Too bad for him it won’t be mine he’s getting in.
“Uh, it’s okay. You didn’t frighten me,” I say, as I take in his looks. He has a perfectly trimmed beard that I’m sure is as soft as it looks, his hair short on the sides and slicked back curls on top. I’m surprised he’s even in this diner as he’s dressed in business attire.
I’m grateful for Nikki as she brings me my drink and toast right away. “Let me know if you need anything else.”
“Thank you,” I murmur with a nod of gratitude.
“That’s all you’re eating?” The guy is drawing my attention to him once again. This time I lick my lips nervously as he moves from his spot in his booth to come sit in the opposite seat of my table.
“Yes?” I say in question rather than in response to him.
“Sweetheart, you’re to fuckin’ small. You need to eat more than that. Name’s Félix DeLancy.” My blood runs cold as ice when Félix says his last name.
“Why are you sitting at my table?” I ask bluntly as images of Deanna DeLancy come flooding through my mind.
“Seems you know who I am. And yes, before you ask, I do know who you are. I should be thanking you for what you’ve done for me but I don’t think you’ll be obliged in me doing so,” he chuckles.
What I did for him?
Is he talking about Deanna?
Why would he be obliged about that?
“I can see your confusion but I’ll tell you now, there are no hard feelings about you taking out Deanna when the stupid cunt went after Chains and you,” Félix states with a grimace.
“You can say I’m a little more than confused,” I say, my hands won’t stop trembling in my lap. I wish I could hide and not be talking to this man. Men I don’t know still scare the hell out of me.
“I see this. Let me explain the situation a little more. I despised the bitch. Deanna was my stepmother, sick as it is, she’s my age. Anyway, the cold-hearted bitch was trying to take what rightfully belongs to my brothers and me. As the oldest, I didn’t like her stepping on my toes, if you know what I mean.” I nod though I really don’t. “My father might have wanted to retaliate against Chains and the rest of you only because he loathes Chains,
