Undeniable (Undeniable, #1)(60)

Cox’s face went tight. “Eva,” he warned, “you can’t—”

“Shut up,” I hissed. “I can, and I will. I will tell her not only have you not left your wife, but that you are still f*cking everything on two legs that comes your way. So, what’s it gonna be, Cox? Are you going to let me back there, or are you going to lose Kami?”

Glaring at me, he moved out of my way and swept his arm to the side. “Go right ahead, you f*ckin’ bitch.”

Deuce’s door was locked, but the doorknob was cheap. Two solid fist drops to the top, and it busted. I kicked the door open, and Deuce’s eyes flew open.

“Eva!” Miranda exclaimed, turning red. “You’re here!”

Deuce was pushing out from underneath her, pulling himself up into a sitting position. His eyes were bloodshot and unfocused, courtesy of the empty bottle of Jack lying on the floor next to the bed.

“I’m not here,” I informed her. “I just need to tell him something, and then I’m gone.”

She started getting up, and I signaled her to stop. “You should stay,” I told her. “After I’m done with him, he’ll probably need to f*ck you again.”

“You stupid f*ckin’ bitch,” Deuce growled. “Get the f*ck outta my club.”

That hurt worse than walking in on him and Miranda. If he truly loved me, I didn’t understand why he didn’t want me to be part of his life.

Miranda scrambled off the bed. “I’m…uh…I’m gonna go.”

Without bothering to find her clothing, if she’d even had any to begin with, she took off down the hall.

“How the f*ck did you get back here?” Deuce yelled.

I shrugged. “I’m a whore. I jumped a couple of beds.”

Deuce was instantly sober and across the room. Gripping my bicep, he started dragging me out of his room and down the hallway. Butt naked.

“Since you’re kicking me out, I’ll make this quick,” I told him. “I get why you’re mad about Chase, but Frankie is different. I’ve loved Frankie for as long as I can remember.”

Deuce’s face went hard, and he started walking faster, forcing me to scramble just to keep up with him.

“We grew up together; we went through a lot together. He was always there for me, and I was always there for him. He lost everything at a very young age. He latched on to me as a child, and it was in no way sexual. It wasn’t until later that he needed me for that as well.”

Deuce yanked me to a stop. “Needed you for that?” he hissed. “Do you have any idea how f*cked that sounds?”

“Yes!” I shot back. “But I loved him! I wanted to help him!”

“You’re sick, babe.” He started walking again, dragging me with him. “Frankie made you sick.”

“Yeah,” I yelled. “I know!”

“What do you f*ckin’ know?”

“I know I’m f*cked-up. I know I’ve been f*cked-up for a long time. I know I don’t know the first thing about a normal relationship because f*cked-up is all I’ve ever known, but I have been trying so hard to make us work! I also know that I am sick of your bullshit! You made me promises, and I left my entire life for you! And you bring me to the middle of nowhere and dump me in a house with your kids and expect me to be your old lady when you knew, you f*cking knew, that was the last thing I wanted. So I let you treat me like a piece of f*cking furniture who’d be right where you left me every time you decided to grace me with your presence because I promised you I wouldn’t run. But I can’t do it anymore!”

“Cox!” he bellowed, making me jump. A heartbeat later Cox appeared at the end of the hall.

Deuce shoved me forward. “Get her the f*ck outta here. Make sure she gets home and stays there.”

Cox didn’t move. “Sorry, Prez. I’m not draggin’ an angry pregnant bitch that just caught her man slammin’ a whore anywhere. I like my f*ckin’ balls where they are.”

I swiveled on Deuce. “Don’t worry about it. I’m leaving. You have whores to attend to, and I have f*cking life I’d like to start living!”

I whirled on Cox, and he took a step back.

“And you! I don’t give a shit how you treat your wife. I don’t care if you want to f*ck every man, woman, and dog on the planet, but you keep f*cking with my girl, and I will end it! You *s love to spout off about brotherhood and the code of the road, but you never think about the trail of women you’re leaving behind you, and I’ll be f*cking damned if one of those women is going to be Kami!”

“Jesus, Eva,” he whispered. “What the f*ck did I ever do to you?”

“Not me,” I hissed. “Kami. She is not club ass, and I won’t let you treat her like it!”

“GET THE FUCK OUT!” Deuce bellowed.

“I’M GOING!” I screamed.

I made it two steps outside the door when blinding hot pain shot through my lower back. More pain followed; my vision swam as my belly tightened painfully, and sharp stabbing sensations prickled across my midsection. My hands flew to my stomach. “No!” I cried. “Please, God, no!”

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“Bitch caught you with your cock in Miranda and didn’t even flinch.”