Page 57 of Merciless Angel
“Can’t I have a drink with my friend without it being an issue?” Clover snapped. “I’m starting to get sick of this possessive shit with you guys. My best friend is linked to the Gods. Live with it.”
“You expect me to believe that your best friend, who happened to successfully fake her own death, isn’t helping you plot something?” I scoffed. “You’re not that good of a liar. Are you planning to sell us out to the police?”
Clover’s jaw dropped. “I’m insulted that you think so little of me. All I’ve done is bend over backwards for you guys and this is how you treat me? Screw you, Cash.”
She surprised me by getting out of the car and storming down the street. I scrambled to take off my seatbelt and go after her.
I caught up with her a few houses down from where we’d parked. Grabbing her arm, I whirled her around to face me. “Don’t walk away from me, Clover. You do not want to piss me off.”
“Maybe I do,” she retorted, voice raised. “I’m sick of being a pushover for you guys. You can all go fuck yourselves.”
She tried to pull free of me but failed. My grip was too strong.
“Get back in the car.” I tried dragging her down the sidewalk. The little spitfire dug in her heels.
“I don’t want to get back in the car. I’m not going anywhere with you.”
“Do you want me to pick you up and throw you over my shoulder? I’ll spank your ass too.” It was nothing for me to pick up her small frame. When she resisted, I did just that.
Tossing Clover over my shoulder, I strode back to the car. She pounded her small fists on my back and ass. It did nothing to stop me. I had to laugh at how ridiculously cute she was.
“Put me down, you fucking caveman. I’m not your property.”
Her shouts got her a nice smack on the ass. “Beg to differ. Now stop shouting before someone calls the cops. How well do think it would go over if they found us together? Is that really what you want?”
That managed to silence her. Until we got into the car.
Clover pounded a fist on my shoulder as I shoved her in and buckled her seatbelt over her. “You are such a jerk, Cash. You can’t manhandle me like a doll.”
“Pretty sure I just did. Stay put. Try to get out and I’ll give you a reason to run.” Pointing a finger in her face, I closed her door and rounded the car to my side.
“You suck,” she muttered when I got in.
Instead of starting the car, I turned to her, reaching to caress her lovely neck. “Be careful, Clover. You don’t want to piss me off. I can become your worst nightmare in a heartbeat. If you’re planning something to fuck with us, think twice about it. Understand?”
My hand slid around her slender neck, squeezing her throat tight enough to make her impossibly blue eyes widen. Her face reddened as she gave a vigorous nod.
“Good. Now let’s go home.”
We drove the rest of the way in silence. She stared out the window, refusing to acknowledge me.
Clover had every right to think we were monsters. We’d never given her a reason to think otherwise. She was justified in wanting to hurt us in some way. I would have too if I’d been in her shoes.
Still, I hoped like hell that I was wrong about this feeling. That she would never turn on us. I’d grown fond of the little rainbow pixie. I’d hate to have to hurt her.
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
CLOVER
“Wow, you’re really good with that stuff.” Blaze nodded at the eyeshadow blending brush in my hand. “You make it look so easy.”
“I’ve had a lot of practice.” I dabbed the brush onto a glittery shade of green in my palette, blowing it lightly before applying it above the purple already covering my eyelid.
I stood in the bathroom getting ready for the party we were attending tonight. Blaze sat on the edge of the tub watching my every move with keen curiosity. He seemed to have a genuine interest in my routine. I found it both irritating and kind of cute.
The week had passed quickly. By the time the weekend arrived, I was more than ready for it. I hadn’t heard anything else from the cops and prayed that I never would.
Since I’d had classes most days this week, the guys hadn’t been as demanding of my time and body. They understood that I needed time to rest and work on my studies. I appreciated that.