Forever, стр. 61
He shrugs off his cut and rips his shirt over his head. He wraps a hand around my waist, pulling me closer. Tossing his cut over his shoulder, he tugs the T-shirt over my head. His shirt swallows me and covers me up, which I’m sure is his intention.
“No,” King roars. “No, you fucking didn’t.”
My eyes widen as I watch Owen heave out a heavy breath and close his eyes. I spin to find King staring at us. His head is tilted to the side as his blue eyes take in every detail of how Brick and I are standing.
I try to move away from Brick to place some distance between us. Owen places his arms back around my waist, pulling me into his chest. I feel his lips on the top of my head.
“I planned to tell you, brother. I just needed to do it at the right time,” Brick starts.
“Are you fucking kidding me? How long?” King cuts him off.
Brick pushes my body behind his. I start to freak out. I know he’s getting ready for King to come at him. I grab his arm and try to move back in front of him.
“Stay behind me, baby,” Owen looks over his shoulder to say.
“Motherfucker,” King growls and heads for Brick full force.
It all happens so fast. King is within inches of Brick right before both Misty and I jump in the way. I can feel her back pressed to mine as the two squish us between them.
“Move, Misty,” King growls.
“No, calm down,” she snaps.
“My sister, Brick? You’re my fucking best friend, my brother. You know how I feel about my sisters, what the fuck?” King bites out. “Misty, move.”
“King, come on,” Sal pleads as she too tries to tug at King’s arm. Gutter has enough sense to stay out of this. I’m sure this scene looks totally familiar to him.
“I know I did this shit wrong, but she’s mine. I’ll give my pound of flesh for her, brother,” Brick says back.
“My sister, Brick? The fuck, I saw you with that crazy bitch ex of yours this morning,” King says in anguish.
My body stiffens, then turns limp. I go to move out of the way, but Brick grasps my wrist. “No, brother, what you saw was me leaving Eva’s room. I slept there last night. I ran into Mags lurking around her room. There’s no one else for me. Just Eva, I swear that shit,” Owen says the last part as he looks down into my eyes.
“I’m going to kick your fucking ass,” King shouts. “How long?”
“Since the night I got her out of that bathroom situation.” Brick sighs.
“You motherfucker,” King growls and tries to push pass Misty.
“King, have you lost your fucking mind?” Misty shouts after she stumbles a little.
King’s eyes widen and he reaches for Misty to steady her on her feet. “Baby, you all right?” King asks with concern.
My mouth pops open. “Oh shit… really, Mist? Oh, this is priceless, King,” I scoff.
“Eva, don’t talk about shit you know nothing about,” King grumbles.
“Oh, please, King,” I say and place my hands on my hips.
“What, what am I missing?” Sal asks.
King eases Misty behind him. I’m still in shock honestly. We were too busy dealing with my stupidity for me to get to the bottom of who Misty’s baby’s father truly is. She kept avoiding the topic and changing the subject back to me.
The bunnies keep a stash of pregnancy tests in their room. Something I didn’t know. After I revealed what I’d so foolishly done, Misty went to retrieve a few.
In my defense, my mom was gone before we ever had the talk. I never had to think about birth control before. Sex was the furthest thing from my mind.
“It’s not the same thing,” King growls.
“Oh, yes it is.” I smirk.
“No, it isn’t.” King moves closer as his eyes fix over my head-on Brick.
“Oh. Yes. It. Is,” I growl back. “It’s the exact same thing,” I say pointedly.
King’s eyes snap down to mine and then my belly. He bares his teeth, but it’s Brick who startles me. He spins me to face him. His eyes boring into mine.
“What are you trying to say, Eva?” Owen says as he searches my face.
“I swear on my father’s grave. If you knocked my sister up, I’m carving you a new face,” King says from behind me. He’s right on my back now.
“I love her, King,” Owen says as he runs his thumb over my lips. He holds his hands out at his sides. “I won’t fight back, I owe for this, I’ll take it. I love her, brother, and if she’s saying what I think she’s saying, we’re getting married a lot sooner than I planned.”
Owen smiles down at me. I give him a small nod and his whole face lights up. King is forgotten as he cups the back of my neck and pulls me to his lips. Owen devours my mouth in a toe curling kiss. I should know. My bare toes curl on the cool concrete floor. I lost my shoes somewhere along the way.
Owen brushes his nose up and down mine. “I’m going to spank your little ass. Don’t put our baby in danger like that again, baby girl.”
“I’m sorry, she’s been fucking with me for days. I snapped.” I pout.
“This motherfucker… hello,” King says incredulously.
“Oh, get over it, King,” Sal gripes.
“Exactly,” Misty murmurs, looking pissed as hell at King.
“I’m not getting over shit until I beat the fuck out of him,” King snaps.
“So, do I get to beat the fuck out of you before or after?” Mix booms through the room.
We all turn to see him propped against the bar watching, with his arms folded over his broad chest. The old man is still as fit as he was