Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 75248 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75248 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Travis’ eyebrows lifted. “Don’t come crawling back here when he ruins you.”
I laughed.
“Fuck off,” I said. “And go away so I can finish packing.”
Travis sighed.
“This wasn’t what I intended for today. I was going to offer you the option of working from home, but Wolf makes me pissed off on the best of days and I can’t think clearly when it comes to him.” Travis crossed his arms and looked toward the living room window, his eyes scanning the yard. “When I saw him leave your place yesterday morning, I was just so pissed off that he took another good woman and ruined her life.”
“I ruined my own life by hooking up with a guy that was a piece of shit,” I told him honestly. “I wish that was different, but it’s not. It was my own stupidity that got me into that position, and I can’t change the fact. Wolf, however, did nothing wrong. He’s given me every opportunity to get my life back, and I owe him more than you’ll ever know.”
Travis’ face contorted.
“He killed my sister.”
I smiled at him sympathetically.
“I read the newspaper article,” I said. “I also got it firsthand from his sister, as well as quite a few other individuals. He didn’t kill anyone. If anything, it was he who suffered the most with this. You lost your sister. He, however, lost his wife, his unborn child, his best friend, and his best friend’s wife.” I looked at him as I opened the door and gestured for him to leave.
He skittered past me without looking back, but when his foot was on the last step that led down to the forecourt of Hail Auto Recovery I called to him.
“Travis.”
He looked at me over his shoulder.
“He misses you.”
Travis’ head dropped.
“He hasn’t said as much, but it took a lot of courage for him to come here and ask you for your help. The least you could do is give him that help when it obviously doesn’t cost you a damn thing to do it.” I licked my lips. “You’re a good man, Travis. Don’t get sucked in by Dante’s bad attitude and stoop down to his level.”
And it was Dante.
Something more had happened between Dante and Wolf.
Something that Wolf had yet to expound on, and Dante refused to share.
I’d figure it out, though, and when I did, I’d fix them all.
It was obvious that there was lost love between them.
That much hate didn’t come about without there having been a little bit of love there first.
When I could no longer see Travis, I closed the door and went to the kitchen, freezing the moment my eyes lit on the counter.
The first sign that something was wrong with my hamburger was the to-go box on the counter, and the crumbs on the counter where he must’ve stood while he ate it.
“Oh no he didn’t.”
Raven (10:03 AM): Open your door. I have a bone to pick with you.
Raven (10:04 AM): Where are you? I seriously am about to have a fucking conniption fit. I cannot believe you did this to me!
Raven (10:05 AM): You either open your door or I’m going to steal your wreath.
Wolf (1:03 PM): Oh, no! Not my wreath!
Raven (1:03 PM): Your wreath is gone. I put it on someone’s grave on the way home.
Wolf (2:14 PM): My sister put that wreath there.
Raven (2:14 PM): I also took something else. I hope you trip and fall on your face.
Wolf (4:14 PM): Shaking in my boots.
Raven (4:14 PM): You will be. Bitch.
Wolf (7:14 PM): I don’t know what you did with it, but you will bring it back. It better be in the same condition I left it in, or you will pay. I will find you. Then I will kill you.
Raven (3:14 AM): Fuck you.
Raven (4:14 AM): You suck.
Raven (4:17 AM): I can’t sleep. What are you doing?
Raven (4:22 AM): Seriously, are you sleeping?
Raven (4:33 AM): I left your bike by the supermarket with a for sale sign on it. I hope it’s still there when I go look for it in the morning.
Wolf (4:33 AM): It damn well better be or I’ll take it out on your ass.
Raven (4:34 AM): So you are awake.
Grinning, I shut my phone off, and then walked to the bed where I fell face first into it.
Groaning as the bed seemed to swallow me whole, I closed my eyes and buried my head into the thousand thread count sheets, the very thing that the hotel I’d decided to stay at boasted of.
After spending the last seven hours job searching since a certain someone let me go from my job claiming that it was no longer safe for his other employees for me to be there, I went a little mad.
Then I’d splurged on an expensive hotel room, paying in cash, thinking it would keep the vultures at bay.