Marc (Bowen Boys, #4)(46)
“What do you want, Anita? I really don’t want to talk to you. So whatever you feel you have to say, say it. I’m finished with you.” She tried to remember why he was so mad and gave up. It didn’t matter to her anyway.
“Where she at? I want you to tell me.” It didn’t come out right, so she tried again. “That whore’s daughter? What did you do with her?”
“What are you talking about? Jonny? How the hell should I know where she’s at? You’re supposed to be such great friends with her, you tell me.” She tumbled off the bed and onto the floor. “Are you drunk already? Christ, Anita it’s only ten in the morning. Do you have no respect for yourself at all?”
She wanted to tell him it was none of his business but thought she’d just mess it up. Instead, she tried to think why he’d called her. She could only think of one reason why he would and smiled.
“You want me to come back to you, don’t you? You sly devlin…dental…. You’re too sly. I’ll come back on one….” The word escaped her. “You send me a car and I’ll let you take me back.”
“Take you back,” he shouted in the phone. The man was happy, she could tell. Nodding, she made herself dizzy and held her head.
“Yes. But you have to be nice to me from now on. I don’t want to have to…what happened to us? We were so happy.” She laid her head on the floor to steady it. Man, she was really feeling great. “Did you make me mad at you, Roy Boy?”
“I most certainly did not.” He was quiet for so long she nearly fell asleep. “You can come here and we’ll talk. Just talk. I’m not saying I’ll let you stay afterwards, but we can talk. Can you be here at around six tonight?”
“I can be there with big old bells on.” She started humming a bell tune she’d heard somewhere. “Bells on my toes and ears. I’ll even put them on my nipples if you want. Will that make you happy, Roy Boy?”
“Just be here to talk at six and forget the bells. I don’t want to ever have sex with you again. You’re a danger even to yourself, and I don’t want anything to do with you like that again.”
She stayed on the floor with her eyes closed. He said that now, but when she got there, she’d show him. He loved her, and as soon as he figured it out, things would go so much better for him. Smiling, she felt herself drift off and thought about what she’d wear tonight. She’d get up early and go find something sexy and tight. That would change his mind soon enough.
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Jonny stretched over Marc. He held her, but she could tell that he was wasted. So was she. The man was absolutely wonderful in bed. For that matter, anywhere he took her. She looked up at him and marveled that he was all hers.
“You do know that we’re never going to get anything accomplished if you don’t keep your hands off me?” She laughed at his statement. He didn’t sound the least bit upset over it.
“Yes, well I needed to relieve your tension so mine could go away too.” She laid her head on his chest. “She was never my friend, was she?”
He pulled her up even with his face and rolled her to her side and him with her. “No, baby, she wasn’t, and I’m sorry for that. She is really sick in the mind. You heard what Dylan said she’d done to Roy. She beat him nearly to death.”
Dylan had wanted her to understand that Anita was nuts. She had kinda figured that out on her own, but he had been right to tell her. But it still hurt to know that she’d been so sucked in by her.
“I think we scared Roy too.” She laughed. “I’ve heard of people being scared enough to wet themselves, but I’ve never known anyone to actually do it.”
“Yeah, me either. And you were amazing. I’ve never known anyone with such control over their cat before. How did you do that with just your paw?”
She held her hand up and morphed it again. Just to the wrist like she’d done in the restaurant. She made it human again and looked at him.
“When I was trapped and there were people around, I had to sometimes resort to other means of getting away. This worked for me.” She snuggled back into chest. “Do you suppose he’ll call us if she shows up?”
“He’ll call. And when he does, we’ll go and find out what the f*ck it will take to make her back off.” He held her tightly. “And if that doesn’t work, we’ll resort to other means.”
She reached for her new phone when it rang. She looked at the caller ID and looked at Marc. He grabbed his phone and called Sebastian. It took her a few seconds to remember how to open it and answered a little too sharply.
“She call you too?” Jonny frowned at the question. “Anita. Did she call you too? She just called me wanting to move back in. I told her to be here at six so we could talk. Is that what you wanted?”
“Yes.” She looked at Marc when he nodded. “She thinks you’re going to let her move back in with you? You think that’s such a good idea? I mean, she already beat you to shit, what’s to say she won’t kill you next time?”
Jonny didn’t really care, but they wanted her to keep him on the phone to make sure he was still at his house when the troops arrived. Caitlynne had men on standby to go in and take care of all the men on the property that Kidd had placed. That’s who Marc had called.