Page 61 of Broken Prince
We hold each other’s gaze for a long moment before she looks away. “I met Stacy today.”
That has me sitting up straight, back going stiff. “What? How? When?”
“At school.” She laughs, shaking her head. “Was getting out of my first class when she popped out of nowhere and slapped me across the face.
“What!” I gape at her in horror.
“Yup.” She nods. “Told me to stay away from her man. Accused me of trying to take her place as Benny’s mom and threatened to kill me if I fucked you.” She shoots me a look. “You were not kidding when you said she was crazy.”
“Fucking hell.” I let out a breath, running a hand through my hair as anger fills me. “I’m so sorry she did that. God!” I get to my feet and start pacing. “She’s crazy. I am not her man. We are nothing.” I stop in front of Laney. “I promise.”
“I know,” Laney assures me. “She’s just pissing on what she thinks is hers.”
“But I’m not,” I growl.
“I know,” she repeats. “But you think I was gonna tell that to the unstable lady?”
Shaking my head, I start to pace again. “This is why I don’t think she should have Benny. At all. She’s not a good person. She’s evil and vindictive. Obsessed.”
“I’m not sure what made her think there was anything between us, but I did remind her that you are my stepbrother.”
Rachel’s words filter back into my mind. Does she have people watching me? Does her father?
“I don’t think it did anything. She sees me as a young hot girl living with you and is around her son. Therefore, I’m a threat to her. Not going to lie, not what I thought I’d have to deal with.”
“You're not coming this weekend,” I tell her.
“What?” Her brows furrow.
“I’ll find someone else to watch Benny.”
She gets to her feet. “Logan, what the hell?”
“No.” I shake my head. “If she found out, that would only bring more drama for you. I don’t want that.”
“Good thing I don’t care.” She crosses her arms. “I’m not going to let her have any control over my life. I don’t even know her. No. I’m going to watch Benny this week and go to the game because fuck her. She’s the one who’s switching out weeks. If she has an issue with it, then maybe she should be a better mother.” I open my mouth to argue, but she shakes her head. “I’m not changing my mind, Logan.”
“Are you sure?” I ask, hating the idea of putting her further on Stacy’s radar. I don’t think she would go as far as to kill Laney. She’s crazy, but not that crazy. I do think she would try to make her life hell. I saw what she did to Winter.
But Laney and Winter are two different people. Something tells me Laney would give as good as she got. The idea of her fighting back turns me on. I really am fucked up when it comes to her.
We both return to the chairs and continue to sit in silence.
“Laney,” my voice cuts through the silent night. I know I shouldn't ask this—I don’t have any right to—but it’s driving me crazy.
“Yeah?” Her voice is quiet.
“The guy you were with this past weekend, is it... something more?” I don’t look at her, too afraid to.
“No,” she whispers. “He was just someone in passing. Some fun. That's all.”
I hate the idea of her with another man, but the rush of satisfaction overpowers it.
“Okay,” I respond.
There's a few long moments before she says, “Goodnight, Logan.”
As she gets up, my eyes find hers. “Night.”