Nan’s hurt was turning into bitterness fast. She
wasn’t going to take it out on Blaire, though.
I leaned forward on the table and leveled her with my steady gaze. “Do not ever speak to her that way
again. If she hadn’t agreed to come with me I wouldn’t have come. Don’t underestimate her
importance. She’s mine. Respect that.”
Nan bristled and sat back in her chair. I hated talking to her this way when I knew she was hurting.
But Blaire came first. Always.
“I’m starving. Where’s the damn food?” Kiro called out loudly. Two women in their early twenties
came hurrying out with trays. Normally there weren’t waiters for meals around here. Dean and Kiro
weren’t big on formal meals. But Dean had called in a catering company to handle tonight’s meal. The
women had a star-struck look in their eyes as they set about putting the appetizers on the table and
taking drink orders.
“Look at you,” Kiro said as he slid a hand up one of the women’s leg.
“Daddy, don’t,” Harlow whispered.
Kiro let out a hard laugh and winked at the server. “Later.”
“God. I can’t believe my mother slept with that man,” Nan said a little too loudly.
“Don’t go there, Nannette,” Dean warned her. It was too late. I could see the annoyed amusement in
Kiro’s eyes.
“Why ever not? I’m a fucking rock god, little girl. A fucking. Rock. God.” He took a sip of his drink
then smiled. “All women want a taste. Your momma was no different.”
“Daddy, please,” Harlow said, reaching over and touching his arm lightly.
“My mother was too young to know better,” Nan shot back.
“She wasn’t that young. She was just trying her damnedest to sleep with every one of us. I think she
can officially claim the record of ‘has fucked all of Slacker Demon’ and that’s not an easy feat. Dean
is pickier than most.”
Nan’s face paled and I knew I needed to step in before this got out of hand. “Thanks Kiro for making
sure we were aware of our mother’s sexual habits when she was younger. Now, could we move on
from that and try to all get along?”
Kiro nodded. “Of course. Let’s eat some of this shit.”
The servers quickly started walking around the table with the trays of food and asking us what we
wanted. Blaire turned down most all of the appetizers. She only took a slice of bread.
“Why aren’t you eating more than that?” I asked, concerned.
She leaned into me so no one would hear her. “Because I can’t eat raw meats or cheeses with
unpasteurized milk while I’m pregnant.”
Shit. Something else I didn’t know. I pushed my chair back and headed for the kitchen. They were
going to make her something she could eat.
BLAIRE
I didn’t have to ask Rush what he was doing. I already knew. He would be back with food I could eat.
If I wasn’t so hungry I would try and stop him but I really did want to eat more than bread.
“You’ve turned my brother into your bitch. It’s pathetic,” Nan hissed across the table.
“Claws in Nan. Blaire is pregnant and needs to eat. Rush is taking care of what’s his,” Dean replied
before throwing back a raw oyster off its shell into his open mouth.
“Do you not understand what birth control is? Or was that your plan all along? Hook him with a
baby?”
It was very likely that the rest of my life I would have to deal with this kind of attitude from Nan.
Getting upset and backing away from it wasn’t going to be a life choice for me. Granted, I didn’t
intend to stick a gun in her face again but I wasn’t going to let her talk to me like that just because she was Rush’s sister.
“I realize you’re hurt and angry. But I’ve done nothing to you. So, please, back off.”
Dean chuckled beside me. Nan’s eyes only shone brighter. Great. I’d done nothing but piss her off
more.
“You listen to me, you little bitch. No matter what you think you have, you don’t. I’m his sister. I’m
his blood. He will choose me
wasn’t going to take it out on Blaire, though.
I leaned forward on the table and leveled her with my steady gaze. “Do not ever speak to her that way
again. If she hadn’t agreed to come with me I wouldn’t have come. Don’t underestimate her
importance. She’s mine. Respect that.”
Nan bristled and sat back in her chair. I hated talking to her this way when I knew she was hurting.
But Blaire came first. Always.
“I’m starving. Where’s the damn food?” Kiro called out loudly. Two women in their early twenties
came hurrying out with trays. Normally there weren’t waiters for meals around here. Dean and Kiro
weren’t big on formal meals. But Dean had called in a catering company to handle tonight’s meal. The
women had a star-struck look in their eyes as they set about putting the appetizers on the table and
taking drink orders.
“Look at you,” Kiro said as he slid a hand up one of the women’s leg.
“Daddy, don’t,” Harlow whispered.
Kiro let out a hard laugh and winked at the server. “Later.”
“God. I can’t believe my mother slept with that man,” Nan said a little too loudly.
“Don’t go there, Nannette,” Dean warned her. It was too late. I could see the annoyed amusement in
Kiro’s eyes.
“Why ever not? I’m a fucking rock god, little girl. A fucking. Rock. God.” He took a sip of his drink
then smiled. “All women want a taste. Your momma was no different.”
“Daddy, please,” Harlow said, reaching over and touching his arm lightly.
“My mother was too young to know better,” Nan shot back.
“She wasn’t that young. She was just trying her damnedest to sleep with every one of us. I think she
can officially claim the record of ‘has fucked all of Slacker Demon’ and that’s not an easy feat. Dean
is pickier than most.”
Nan’s face paled and I knew I needed to step in before this got out of hand. “Thanks Kiro for making
sure we were aware of our mother’s sexual habits when she was younger. Now, could we move on
from that and try to all get along?”
Kiro nodded. “Of course. Let’s eat some of this shit.”
The servers quickly started walking around the table with the trays of food and asking us what we
wanted. Blaire turned down most all of the appetizers. She only took a slice of bread.
“Why aren’t you eating more than that?” I asked, concerned.
She leaned into me so no one would hear her. “Because I can’t eat raw meats or cheeses with
unpasteurized milk while I’m pregnant.”
Shit. Something else I didn’t know. I pushed my chair back and headed for the kitchen. They were
going to make her something she could eat.
BLAIRE
I didn’t have to ask Rush what he was doing. I already knew. He would be back with food I could eat.
If I wasn’t so hungry I would try and stop him but I really did want to eat more than bread.
“You’ve turned my brother into your bitch. It’s pathetic,” Nan hissed across the table.
“Claws in Nan. Blaire is pregnant and needs to eat. Rush is taking care of what’s his,” Dean replied
before throwing back a raw oyster off its shell into his open mouth.
“Do you not understand what birth control is? Or was that your plan all along? Hook him with a
baby?”
It was very likely that the rest of my life I would have to deal with this kind of attitude from Nan.
Getting upset and backing away from it wasn’t going to be a life choice for me. Granted, I didn’t
intend to stick a gun in her face again but I wasn’t going to let her talk to me like that just because she was Rush’s sister.
“I realize you’re hurt and angry. But I’ve done nothing to you. So, please, back off.”
Dean chuckled beside me. Nan’s eyes only shone brighter. Great. I’d done nothing but piss her off
more.
“You listen to me, you little bitch. No matter what you think you have, you don’t. I’m his sister. I’m
his blood. He will choose me
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