Page 14 of Rhett Redeemed
Sin studies me and then just laughs. The asshole. “She’s still pissed. What did you think would happen? You know that she likes to hold on to a grudge. You cheated on Cara, broke up your little best friend trio and showed her that some men ain’t shit. Men she thought were good men.”
“I’m still a good man,” I grumble, scrubbing my hand down my jaw. “But I’m not fucking perfect. What do you think I should do?”
“I think that your apology has to be as big as your fuckup,” he says, slapping me on the shoulder. “So you better make it a good one.”
Cara forgave me faster than Clover did, and she’s the one who thinks I cheated on her.
Typical fucking Clover.
“She really showed who her favorite best friend was, didn’t she?” I mutter, just as Rake steps into the clubhouse kitchen and eyes Sin and me sitting around having a drink. “So much for loving us all the same.”
I sound like a kid, I know, but I’ve been friends with these girls since I was a damn kid, so it’s easy to go back there.
“Girls still not talking to you?” Rake asks, sitting down and joining us for a beer. I know he was disappointed in the fact that I hurt his daughter, but apparently Cara is so happy and well loved now that everyone can see that this all happened for a reason. Except Clover.
And yeah, that hurts like a kick straight to my nuts, because now it’s making me question everything. Was I loving Cara wrong the entire time we were together?
Maybe I’m broken. Maybe I’m meant to be the single man-whore for the rest of my time. I mean, it doesn’t sound so bad. I could focus on the club and dedicate my life to the Wind Dragons without anyone holding me back, which I guess was the original plan.
I’d say without having any weaknesses, but together or not, Cara will always be a weakness of mine. And Clover. Those two need me and I’d be there in a second.
I’d shoot first and ask questions later.
I’d start a war for either of them.
“They are, but it’s just not the same. I don’t know if it ever will be, to be honest,” I admit.
Rake flips the bottle cap off his beer and takes a swig. “You going to give up that easily?”
I mean, my ego is hurt.
My heart, also hurt.
My dick—that one feels great, but then makes me feel guilty, so also not my friend right now.
And then the fact that I’ve lied to not only Cara by letting her think I betrayed her, but my whole family too, doesn’t sit right with me either. More guilt.
What have I got left?
The Wind Dragons.
They better fucking be worth it.
When I take over as president there will be some changes, and I hope I’m not met with any resistance. Arrow has been running the show here for a long time, and when I take over, being much younger and inexperienced, I know that some of the members are going to test me along the way to see if I’m strong enough to lead them. They need to trust me and my judgment or they won’t want me leading the MC.
And I need to be ready for that. A club is only as strong as its president.
“No, but I think I’m going to give them a little more time before I show up with a boom box outside their windows.”
The men laugh. “Now that, I’d like to see,” Sin mutters.
“Bet he gets shot,” Rake adds, his cheerful tone making me wonder if he’d low-key like that to happen.
Arrow steps into the kitchen, his eyes going straight to me. “We have some business, if you guys are done fucking around.”
He steps back out, and just like that we all stand in unison and follow our president.
I make the two-hour drive and deliver the package as Arrow requested, which was the business in question. After that, I head out to get some food. Finding myself in my regular watering hole, I’ve sat down and ordered something to eat and a beer when I notice a familiar face sitting alone at the bar.