Free Heart Song (The Erotic Rockstar Series) by Bec Botefuhr Page A

think?”
    “Did Demon do this?”
    “Yes Demon did this, because she told him where I was!”
    “WHAT?” He roars, letting me go and storming towards Jasmine.
    “Is that fucking true?”
    She stammers, looking terrified. For a moment, I actually feel pity for her.
    “He frightens me Daddy; I didn’t know what to do. He had all the men and…”
    “YOU LIE!” He roars. “You fucking lie Jasmine, that’s what you do. You give him the wrong location and you tell me!”
    “I didn’t think, I never meant to hurt her.”
    “You hate me,” I say with a trembling voice. “And I did nothing to you.”
    “I don’t hate you!” She cries. “I hate that you had him all your life and I didn’t.”
    “That isn’t my fault!”
    “I know! I know ok?”
    “You could have had me killed.”
    She looks away.
    “Get out Jasmine” Chief growls.
    “ Daddy!” She cries.
    “Don’t,” I say, gripping his arm. “You will regret it.”
    “I don’t want to fucking see her!”
    “Jasmine, get out of his way go to your room, lock the door and don’t come out.” Bill orders with a hiss.
    Jasmine scrambles to her feet and runs inside. Chief shoves me out of the way and grips a bottle of whiskey as he storms down the road. I stare at Bill and the club members, then sigh and walk inside. I check myself out in the bathroom mirror and scowl. I have a split lip, a red cheek and scratches on my face. Travis will flip. I pull out my phone and see that he has texted saying he will be working late. Not wanting to worry him, I don’t tell him.
    I walk into the kitchen and pull out a first aid kit, then I settle down with a hot wash cloth and begin cleaning myself up. Most girls my age would be in a fit of sobs if they were in this situation, I am used to it. I am deep in thought when Chief walks in, he looks mega pissed but softens when he sees me. Looking guilty, he comes and sits beside me, taking the cloth from my hand and dabbing my face with it. I look down at my hands, unsure what I can say right now to ease the pain he must be feeling.
    “I don’t think she meant it.” I say softly.
    He closes his eyes a moment, and then looks back at me.
    “He could have killed you Mischief, he was sending me a message and next time he gets you he will kill you.”
    “It isn’t me he wants to hurt.”
    “Bullshit.”
    “He nearly killed you.” I whisper.
    He stops and stares at me.
    “He told you that huh?”
    “I didn’t know.”
    “It was a year ago, I am fine.”
    “I am afraid, if he gets you again…”
    He grips my chin. “He won’t.”
    “How do you know that?”
    “I won’t let him.”
    “It scares me, this life…you…him.”
    “I know kid.”
    “Why do you do it Daddy?”
    He sighs. “I signed up when I was young and stupid; it isn’t something you can get out of easily.”
    “You have lost so much…”
    “I know.”
    “Dad?”
    “Mmmmm?”
    “Do you still love Mom?”
    He grins and looks away. “You know I do.”
    “Will there ever be anyone else?”
    He frowns . “Never.”
    “Are you angry at Jasmine?”
    “Fucking yeah, I want to knock her block off.”
    “But you won’t.”
    He meets my gaze. “How would you know?”
    I smile. “Because I have pissed you off so many times over the years, and you never knocked my block off.”
    “Close” He says, giving me a small smile.
    “Oh?”
    “Plenty of times I wanted to, believe me, then you would go on and look at me with those pretty eyes and I would go to shit.”
    I smile and huff at the same time.
    “You know, you aren’t so bad. A lot of people think I am missing out having a biker as a Dad, but I think they are wrong.”
    “I wish I could believe that kid, I really do.”
    “You should. You know why it hurt so badly when I found out about Jasmine?”
    “Coz ’ I lied.”
    “No, because I loved you so much I didn’t want to share.”
    He snorts. “Don’t know why.”
    “You might speak like gutter trash, and whore yourself