the next club slut comes along.
Charlie deserves more.
I do too.
“I am so fucking tired of your Dear John speeches.”
I glare up at him. “Well, here's one that has nothing to do with a speech. Charlie is more important that whatever this”—I sweep a hand between us—“is.”
His brows drop like bricks over his eyes, ablaze with steely anger.
Noose opens his mouth, and I shake my head. “I can't have some man entering my life, only to leave it again because you've found a new knothole to stick your dick into.”
“That doesn't sound like you, Rose.”
I nod. “I know. Guilty by association.”
Noose reaches out and touches my face.
Tears brim, spilling over my lashes. “I can't do that to Charlie,” I whisper. My gaze meets his. “And I deserve more than being played by you.”
Noose pulls me against him and whispers in my hair, “I'm not playing games, Rose. I'm sorry that you saw Crystal and me.” He pulls away, framing my face in his hands. “You blew me off. My balls were bluer than fuck, made that way by one woman.” His eyes never leave mine. “You'd just been through that bullshit with Chaos. I couldn't be that much of a dick. No meant no. I got it. You told me to fuck off.”
I open my mouth, but he presses a finger against my lips and shakes his head. “You needed to. I'm not a gentle man, Rose. I want to fuck you so bad, I won't be able to use my head until I do it. Crystal got the edge off. I don't want her. She was just willing. Right place, right time.”
“I am not an easy girl, Noose.”
He barks out a laugh. “No shit.”
I can't help a little smile, but it fades. “I don't need a man that will fuck anything that walks by.”
“I can fuck anything that walks by,” he says.
Arrogant prick. I duck under his arm and start walking up the winding path.
He grabs my arm, spinning me around.
I instinctively grab his arms for balance.
“Ask me if I want to?”
My heartbeats pile up, one on top of the other. “Do you?”
Slowly, Noose shakes his head. “You've fucking neutered me, Rose.”
“What?” That sounds awful.
Noose grins at my expression.
I give a tentative smile in return.
“There's only one pussy I want. I don't care about you having a kid, not knowing MC life, being a banker. I've tried to figure out why I have to have you. The short answer is: I don't know . What I do know is I don't want to go another day without you in it.”
I can tell this is a speech for Noose.
His hands are hard on me. His eyes are tender.
I shut mine. I can't stand how he looks at me or what he offers. Because I want it all.
But if I say yes— if I say yes—I'll be like Anna.
I step out of his hold, and his fingertips trail down my arms like brands of fire.
“No.” I shake my head, backing away from him.
“No what, Rose? No, to us? No, to the MC?” His features are thunder. Anger boils beneath the surface, simmering.
“All of it, Noose.” I jog to my front door, slip inside, and close it.
I lean against the solid wood, eyes closed, heart thundering. I did the right thing. I did the right thing.
The right thing feels so wrong, I can hardly breathe.
Heat builds inside my chest. Tears that have been long held drip down my face while silent sobs stack up and flow out of my mouth.
Charlie's voice shatters my meltdown. “Aunt Rose?”
His tone has my eyes snapping open.
Grinning, Drake is sitting at our tiny two-seater kitchenette with Charlie in his arms.
The horrible wound at Drake’s neck is abraded and raw. It's already beginning to bruise. I know who put that there.
Noose. The man I just sent away.
The man I love.
THE END
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