Free CUTTER, 4 (Red Sin MC) by Alexa Rynn

just so tired from being screamed at by my brother the entire time.” She picked up a sweatshirt and pulled it over her head, deciding that it was hers now. “I mean he couldn’t have been too happy to hear the news about the little arrangement you and my father have going on.” She turned around and started fixing her hair in the mirror.
    Shit.
    With everything else going on I hadn’t exactly found the right time to tell Cutter what I had promised his father I would do for him. “Oh, yeah, about that… the time wasn’t really right to have that conversation.” I looked away from her guiltily. “You know how it is, wrong place wrong time, what can you do?” I tried to laugh it off nervously.
    Heather wasn’t buying it. She swung around and gaped at me. “You don’t mean that you didn’t tell him?” She crossed her arms over her chest. “Why the hell not?”
    “There just wasn’t enough time!”
    “What do you mean there wasn’t enough time? You were with him for hours! What the hell were you guys doing that whole time?” She paused and her eyes turned into narrowed little circles. “Wait a minute… did you… you had sex with him again!”
    “No!” I lied.
    “You did!” Heather looked disgusted. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
    “I know! I know!” I threw my hands over my face. “I’m sorry, it’s just so hard to control myself once he starts kissing me. He has these hands that just feel like magic…”
    Heather pushed her hands over her ears. “Ugh, stop! Stop! I don’t want to hear about this!” She walked over to the door and opened it. “He’s my brother and I love him even if he is a pain in my ass so you better tell him before the nights over or I will!” She slammed the door shut behind her.
    I threw myself back on the bed and groaned.
    Mostly because I knew she was right.
    I had to tell Cutter tonight.

 
    Chapter Seven
    CUTTER

 
    My father walked into the room of the warehouse like he was a man on a mission to hunt someone down and shoot them in the head. And that someone was me. His eyes narrowed as soon as he saw me, no doubt thinking about the goat rope of a fucking mess I’d gotten myself into in the last 24 hours.
    I’d gone to get Stone against my father’s word and the committee vote. I’d let my little sister and Grace follow me and end up right in the fucking middle of the whole thing. And to top it all off I’d come back with the wrong man. It was tough to know which part my father was the most pissed off about at the moment.
    He looked back and forth between Blaze and me. “I’ll deal with you two later,” he snapped, looking past us like we were invisible to the side of the room where Krusher was lounging on the only piece of furniture in the entire room.
    It was the same sofa that Grace had almost been raped on.
    Just being in the room pissed me the fuck off.
    “Casper,” Krusher said, leaning bored. “Nice of you to finally join us. I was wondering when the real big shots would start to roll in.” He shot me and Blaze a glance. “We all know these two have no real say in what goes down around here, hence why I didn’t feel like wasting my time dealing with them.”
    I started to rush toward him but Blaze held me back, shaking his head.
    I wanted to punch that smug smile right off his face.
    My father crossed the room and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, dragging him up from his seat. “Where is he?” he growled. “Where is your father?”
    Krusher smirked. “I’m not sure, let me call his secretary.”
    My father pulled his fist back and punched him in the face, causing a huge hunk of blood to start bursting out from the top of his lip. “Where is he, Krusher?” he yelled.
    Krusher enjoyed the pain, the same way I would.
    My father shook his head and pushed him back down. “Fine, let’s see if a few days without any food or water will change your mind. And if it doesn’t, well… I’m sure The Misfits will be all too