sorry I wasn’t here when you needed me.”
“You’re here now,” I tell him giving him a hug. “It was good seeing you and she is perfect for you, I can’t believe you’re married.”
“Kinda thought it would be you there for a while,” he says, “but you were right, we’ll always be tight as friends.”
Wrapping my arms around his neck I was about to whisper something cheesy like “bff’s forever” but I didn’t get the chance. Because before my next breath, I was torn from Tank’s arms and found myself in Loyal’s.
“You want to live, you will step back,” he says to Tank in a menacing voice.
“Uh, Junior,” Tank says looking pissed himself. “Tell me you know this guy.”
“Tank this is Loyal, he’s helping me collect. Loyal this is Tank my---”
“You ever touch her like that again I’ll----”
“Thomas?” Shayla asks, clearing the door. “Who is that man holding onto Rion?”
“Well this is fun,” I moan, rolling my eyes. “Let go!” I order Loyal then turn around and level him with my best stink eye. “This is the amazing Shayla, my best pal Tank’s wife.”
When he just blinks then crosses his arms, I feel my eye start to twitch. “Shouldn’t you be collecting?”
“Already did.”
“Oh,” I mumble, “What are you doing here?”
“Came for you,” he says not giving an inch. “Told you no harm would come to you, meant that.”
“Harm?” Tank asks “What harm? I wouldn’t hurt her.”
“It’s fine---” I start, but Loyal cuts me off.
“Someone broke in, choked her, threatened her and I’m her protection. Who she told was going out tonight but left early .”
“Choked you?” Tank yells.
“Threatened you?” Shayla yells.
But I don’t hear any of that. Loyal spied on me and I’m rather miffed and excited about it. If he wasn’t interested he wouldn’t spy, right? Okay whoa, no. Spying is bad.
“It’s under control,” I toss out to the newlyweds. “But you spied on me,” I accuse him. “I said I was taking the night off, that’s it. So you, what? Followed me? Last time I checked, I only pay you for collecting.”
“Last time I checked I made it clear you didn’t need to pay me at all, but you didn’t listen,” he says bluntly. “Get in the car.”
Looking over at Tank and Shayla I feel badly for involving them in this. “Get in the car, Junior,” Tank says, taking Loyal’s side over mine. Stomping over to the car he managed to leave right out on the street without a ticket, I whip the door open. Getting in with as much attitude as possible Tank leans in and whispers, “You should have told me.”
Closing my eyes in shame, I whisper back, “I’m sorry, you know why I didn’t. You know why I never will.” then finger wave to Shayla after buckling my belt.
Tank was the last person I’d ever tell my problems to. Not only did he go through hell to stay straight, he found himself a beautiful wife. I would never destroy that and if I told him, I would destroy it, mark my words. Tank would go to war for me except I don’t even know who we’re fighting. He’s spent enough of his life in a cell and he would never see another one because of me. It was too risky and I had to trust that Loyal alone could help me.
Watching him wedge himself inside of my car under any other circumstances would have me peeing my pants, but suddenly I’m too pissed off to laugh. Instead, I turn in my seat and let him have it.
“You’ve got some fucking nerve---” I growl at him, but before I could finish my verbal tongue lashing, he gives me one of his own.
Grabbing my face, he crushes his mouth against mine and I completely forget what I was so pissed off about. Doesn’t matter really. His tongue lashing was way better than mine anyway.
Oh and when he sucked my bottom lip between his teeth, I was a goner.
‘For the most part, that message hasn't changed a lot over the years - love is still love, and heartbreak is still
“You’re here now,” I tell him giving him a hug. “It was good seeing you and she is perfect for you, I can’t believe you’re married.”
“Kinda thought it would be you there for a while,” he says, “but you were right, we’ll always be tight as friends.”
Wrapping my arms around his neck I was about to whisper something cheesy like “bff’s forever” but I didn’t get the chance. Because before my next breath, I was torn from Tank’s arms and found myself in Loyal’s.
“You want to live, you will step back,” he says to Tank in a menacing voice.
“Uh, Junior,” Tank says looking pissed himself. “Tell me you know this guy.”
“Tank this is Loyal, he’s helping me collect. Loyal this is Tank my---”
“You ever touch her like that again I’ll----”
“Thomas?” Shayla asks, clearing the door. “Who is that man holding onto Rion?”
“Well this is fun,” I moan, rolling my eyes. “Let go!” I order Loyal then turn around and level him with my best stink eye. “This is the amazing Shayla, my best pal Tank’s wife.”
When he just blinks then crosses his arms, I feel my eye start to twitch. “Shouldn’t you be collecting?”
“Already did.”
“Oh,” I mumble, “What are you doing here?”
“Came for you,” he says not giving an inch. “Told you no harm would come to you, meant that.”
“Harm?” Tank asks “What harm? I wouldn’t hurt her.”
“It’s fine---” I start, but Loyal cuts me off.
“Someone broke in, choked her, threatened her and I’m her protection. Who she told was going out tonight but left early .”
“Choked you?” Tank yells.
“Threatened you?” Shayla yells.
But I don’t hear any of that. Loyal spied on me and I’m rather miffed and excited about it. If he wasn’t interested he wouldn’t spy, right? Okay whoa, no. Spying is bad.
“It’s under control,” I toss out to the newlyweds. “But you spied on me,” I accuse him. “I said I was taking the night off, that’s it. So you, what? Followed me? Last time I checked, I only pay you for collecting.”
“Last time I checked I made it clear you didn’t need to pay me at all, but you didn’t listen,” he says bluntly. “Get in the car.”
Looking over at Tank and Shayla I feel badly for involving them in this. “Get in the car, Junior,” Tank says, taking Loyal’s side over mine. Stomping over to the car he managed to leave right out on the street without a ticket, I whip the door open. Getting in with as much attitude as possible Tank leans in and whispers, “You should have told me.”
Closing my eyes in shame, I whisper back, “I’m sorry, you know why I didn’t. You know why I never will.” then finger wave to Shayla after buckling my belt.
Tank was the last person I’d ever tell my problems to. Not only did he go through hell to stay straight, he found himself a beautiful wife. I would never destroy that and if I told him, I would destroy it, mark my words. Tank would go to war for me except I don’t even know who we’re fighting. He’s spent enough of his life in a cell and he would never see another one because of me. It was too risky and I had to trust that Loyal alone could help me.
Watching him wedge himself inside of my car under any other circumstances would have me peeing my pants, but suddenly I’m too pissed off to laugh. Instead, I turn in my seat and let him have it.
“You’ve got some fucking nerve---” I growl at him, but before I could finish my verbal tongue lashing, he gives me one of his own.
Grabbing my face, he crushes his mouth against mine and I completely forget what I was so pissed off about. Doesn’t matter really. His tongue lashing was way better than mine anyway.
Oh and when he sucked my bottom lip between his teeth, I was a goner.
‘For the most part, that message hasn't changed a lot over the years - love is still love, and heartbreak is still
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