Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 97426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 390(@250wpm)___ 325(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 390(@250wpm)___ 325(@300wpm)
“I want him to know this is still my pussy. I can beat this shit up whenever I want. You don’t get to leave me, Lex.
“You’ll always be mine. No one can fuck you like me. Who’s is this?”
“It’s yours, Ant. It’s always been yours. Always, baby.”
The last part comes out through my chattering teeth as he pounds harder. My ass is going to be sore from his hips slapping against my cheeks.
I can’t find it in me to care. It’s when I feel him spilling into me that I start to panic. He already doesn’t know about AJ. We can’t keep doing this.
I don’t get long to stew in my thoughts and feelings. He leans over my body and into my ear. “Get the fuck out, Alexis.”
He pulls from my body and drunkenly stumbles over to flop on the couch. If not for the hurt I hear in his voice and see on his face, I’d tear this room up and kick his ass.
Instead, I stand, fix my dress, and go to leave. I’m out of the door as it slams shut behind me when I hear him release a tortured sob and something crashes on the other side of the door. I don’t turn to knock because I know I’ll break and tell him everything.
At this point, I don’t know if that will help or hurt him more because I’m not going back to Vander. I can’t risk it. I wrap my middle and go back to my son.
Chapter 21
Before You Go
Alexis
I look down at the text Ven sent me and chew on my lip. She wants to have breakfast before I head out. Kid can stay with AJ, but there’s the chance I could run into Ant again.
After last night, I want to avoid him at all costs. I’m emotionally wrung out. However, I know I’ve been distant from Ven.
She thinks I hate Vander because that’s what I’ve led her to believe. According to Ven, my dad and I had a falling-out and I want nothing to do with him or Vander. Since the family kept their distance from my dad, I’ve never worried about the truth coming out.
Now he’s gone. I want to spend more time with Ven, so I bite the bullet and send a text back.
Me: Who else will be there?
Ven: Just us and Pit. The rest of the crew isn’t responding to our group texts. I think they’re all passed out.
I breathe a sigh of relief.
Me: Okay. Give me twenty. I’ll meet you there.
Ven: Yay. Love you.
I smile and go to tell Kid I’m heading out to breakfast. I don’t know when the next time will be that I’ll get to see my cousin, so I’m taking advantage.
* * *
Ox
My head is throbbing. I toss my phone back on the nightstand without responding to the group text. I love my brother and Skittles, but I’m not leaving this bed.
The moment Alexis stiffened as I came inside her filled me with so much rage. My thoughts immediately went to AJ. Every time I see him, I think of Alexis and how he could have been ours.
We could have had our own kid. A family and a home of our own. I wanted that with her.
I’m so angry because I don’t understand why we don’t have that. Where did I go wrong? I couldn’t do anything to change losing my parents or losing my best friend, but I did everything right to hold on to my wife.
“Fuck her,” I breathe, the alcohol from last night still on my breath, scorching my nose.
I roll over in the bed, pissed as fuck because she’s gone again. Each time she’s near me, she sinks her claws in deeper. I want to forget her and move on.
“Fucking witch.”
Chapter 22
With Deepest Regret
Alexis
Three months later…
This weekend will forever carry some of my deepest regrets. I want to go to my cousin’s wedding in the worst way. I’ve thought of so many ways to make that happen, but it’s too risky. I ended up telling her I had to travel with one of my clients to work on their album and I couldn’t get out of it.
I hate this shit so much. The one thing I don’t regret is the fact that I won’t have to deal with running into Ant. That last time killed me, and I spent the entire time until my period came stressing over whether I’d gotten pregnant again.
“Come on, handsome,” Kid coos at AJ as she takes him from my arms.
I’m not going to the wedding, but my little guy is. Ant has gotten attached. He asks after AJ enough for Kid to let me know I should send AJ this time so my son can be with his father at his uncle’s wedding.
My heart aches, but I can’t say no. Knowing a part of me will be there for my cousin eases the pain just a little. I keep holding on to the fact that my uncle has a trip planned for New York around the end of the year.