Page 89 of Bedlam
“I think I’m in love with you, Reid.” he admits, as my heart flutters uncontrollably in my chest. I pull him down to me rolling us over to the side and cup his face, rubbing my thumb across his right cheek bone.
“I don’t think; I know I’m in love with you, Ryder.” I wink, brushing my lips slowly against his. My dick hardens all over again and we get so lost in each other that we don’t come up for air until Ryder’s phone starts going off.
Grumbling before kissing me, he climbs out of bed to answer as I stare at his naked body shining against the sun rising behind him and he’s like a fucking god, he winks at me, mouthing I love you, but before I could say it back the phone drops from his hands and his knees hit the wood floor. That’s the moment I knew something terrible had happened and the happy little bubble we’ve been living in, is about to burst at the seams.
fifty-eight
Snow Days & Dumb Bitches
Jade
“Babygirl,” Spade whispers, waking me up. I groan, rolling over, so not ready to get up and start the day.
“Baby, please. It’s an emergency. I need everyone up.” He whispers, trailing kisses down my neck.
“Don’t start that shit. You’ll wake up my traitorous cunt and I won’t be able to concentrate until one of you makes her cum.” I rasp, needing to clear my throat from the deep slumber I was enjoying. Dario rolls over, placing a hand over my bump, rubbing slow circles.
“Spade, what’s going on? Why are we waking her up? The sun is just fucking rising.” He groans.
“Ryder got a call, and it’s not good. I need you all downstairs, immediately!” He says, his tone is lethal.Fuck. Something serious must’ve gone down.I grumble, cursing at the moon and the stars for making me get up this early. Removing the blankets,I stumble to the bathroom and do my thing, but my stomach has other plans.See, this is why I don’t like getting up too soon. Fuck.
After heaving my guts up, I throw on a hoodie, leggings and make my way down to the kitchen. I need some OJ. Now that I'm awake way too early, I’ll be in a whole ass mood all day. They better be prepared for my attitude. Stepping in the kitchen, I almost want to turn around and go back up the stairs.
“Okay, start fucking talking because I have zero patience to play the guessing game.” I spew as they all turn to look at me. Jamie rounds the island, coming straight for me.
“Oh, we woke up and chose violence, huh Siren?” He laughs and I roll my eyes. Looking past him to my brother, who has his head in his hands,
“Ryder, spill it, now!” I command and he looks up at me, eyes swollen and the look of defeat is written over his features.
“She has Ryker, and it’s bad,” he says, sliding his phone to me.
“Who the fuck is ‘She’?” I shout.
“Kayla.” He responds as I press play on the video. My heart slams in my chest as I watch my younger brother beaten and burned with what looks like raised iron marks all over his chest. They burned his club tattoos off his skin. His face is barely recognizable, but what has me extremely concerned are the two guys standing off to the side.
“Guys, whose tattoos are those? I know I’ve seen them before.” I say as they all surround me, staring at the video.
“The Mozorov twins.” Rio says, and my eyes snap to my brother.
“I thought they were taken care of?” I say with narrowed eyes.
“They fucking were. I don’t understand how they are still alive,” he says, pounding his fists against the countertop.
“Well, what are we doing? Do we have his location?” I ask, and Ryder nods.
“Ok, let’s suit up and go get our brother.” I say, but he shakes his head.
“It’s not that easy, Jade.” He says.
“Oh, I can make it very simple.” I say, folding my arms over my chest.
“She wants you in exchange for him,” he says, and I laugh.
“Okay, I’ll bite.” I say, nodding my head as the men I love to death all growl and sneer around me.
“Would you all chill? This is fucking Kayla. The one who can’t get her fucking hands dirty, let alone aim right. Do we need to call in backup? Do we even have the time to plan an ambush? No. So, you are all going to have to help me here.” I spit as Jamie hands me a glass of OJ and Spade slides over my vitamins.
“Thank you, boys.” I say with a grin.