Wayward Trouble (Wayward Saints MC Book 5) (18 page)

“What the fuck do you want?” she questions with a smirk. I see Carsyn sitting in the corner all by herself, and I motion for her to come to me. She does, but before she can reach me, Kyleigh grabs her and pulls her back to her. I see Jase grab his phone, and type something out.
 

“I want to know why you did this to me. Why did you make me believe that we were family and then let your husband kill my fiancé and try to kill me?” I demand with gritted teeth. I want her to suffer. I want answers but most of all, I want her to pay for making my life into a drama that didn’t need to happen.
 

“Because I had been watching you for months. You had the perfect family, and the perfect life. Saxton picked you because he thought that you would be perfect for one of his clients. When you met him it wasn’t by accident. We handpicked you, and were gonna sell you to the highest bidder. You were still pure and men would pay good money for that, and then Shawn met you and fucked up our whole plan…” she trails off when the door opens, and a very pissed off Emily walks into the room.
 

She walks up to Kyleigh, and pulls Carsyn out of her grip. “Let go of my daughter!” Kyleigh screeches.
 

Emily turns and gives her one of the nastiest looks I’ve ever seen, causing Kyleigh to shrink back and I watch as Jase’s mother leads her daughter out of the room. I grip his hand, and squeeze it in thanks. She doesn’t need to be part of this conversation.
 

“Shawn said he fell in love with you, and he wouldn’t let us sell you like we had planned. Saxton was pissed when he found out that you guys had been fucking all this time. You weren’t the pure little girl we needed any longer. Then you got nosey, and kept putting your damn nose where it didn’t belong. When Shawn told us he was taking his cut of the business and leaving town with you, Saxton got pissed and shot him. We couldn’t let either of you disappear knowing what you knew about the operation.”

I feel my stomach turn. He loved me, and wanted to get me away from them. It wasn’t a lie after all.
 

“Saxton killed him because he loved me? What the fuck kind of monster are you married to?” I yell.
 

“You both have ruined my life, and I won’t let you ruin the only good thing I have left.” Jase’s hand tightens its grip on my hip. “Call Saxton off of Jase,” I growl.
 

She gives me a smug smile. “You know that ain’t gonna happen. He wants your new little fuck buddy dead. He won’t give a shit what I say because he’ll know I told you everything, and I’ll end up dead right there with the rest of you.”
 

How can she say that? “Don’t you care about what happens to Carsyn? Don’t you have any feelings at all?” I feel my body starting to freak out, and I know a panic attack is going to take over soon. I need to get away from her, but I also need to make sure Jase is safe.
 

I won’t survive losing another man I love. Man I love. Shit. Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath. No that’s wrong, I didn’t love Shawn nearly as much as I have grown to love Jase in this short amount of time. It took over a year to fall in love with Shawn, and part of me thinks that’s just because I settled and made myself love the first man to give me attention.
 

Not that that was a bad thing, because it wasn’t. Shawn was an amazing man, but he doesn’t hold a candle to Jase. No one does.

I need to get out of here, but before I turn and leave the room I wait for her answer. “Carsyn was a mistake. I never wanted her. As for you, I hope he finds you, and finally deals with you the way a whore should be dealt with,” she snarls.
 

I don’t know what comes over me, but before she can react, I swing my fist into her face, and she goes tumbling over the edge of the bed. She gets up and comes at me, but Jase grabs her by the throat, and pushes her back on the bed.

“You fucking put your hands on her, and I’ll put a bullet in your head. Saving your old man the effort.”
 

He pushes me towards the door, and once he closes it behind us and locks it, I break down and cry. My hands are shaking, and I can’t believe the words that came out of her mouth.
 

Chapter Twenty-Two

Never in my life have I been more turned on by a woman than I am now. My fuckin’ girl is a trooper. She didn’t let what that bitch said hurt her until we left the room. I never expected Wyn to hit the bitch either; but I’m glad she did because I was about to.

Leaning down to hold her close, I whisper, “I’m so fucking proud of you.”
 

She looks up with tears in her eyes, and I want to take all the pain away from her. She doesn’t deserve what those bastards did to her, but part of me was glad that the Shawn dude didn’t use her. As for Kyleigh, I hope that bastard kills her before I put a bullet in him, so I don’t have to.
 

Walking with Wynter to the room, I keep her close to me, and wait for her to let me know what she needs from me.
 

“Jase,” she whispers as she takes a seat on the bed.
 

“Yeah Sugar?” I ask lightly. I don’t want her to cry any more than she has, but I have a feeling this is gonna affect her for a while.
 

“I meant what I said about you.” A smile tugs at my lips, and I take the seat next to her, and pull her in my lap.
 

“Good,” I reply, kissing her lips. “No. I’m not done,” she says pushing me back.

“I… I… I’m falling in love with you,” she finally gets out.
 

I pull her back to me, forcing my tongue into her mouth, and I swallow her moans. When I finally release her mouth, she has a huge grin on her face.
 

“Good, because I’m fuckin’ fallin’ too Sugar.” She giggles and wraps her arms around my neck.
 

“I want to keep Carsyn,” she whispers after a few minutes of silence.
 

I know how much that little girl means to her, and I sure as hell don’t want that little girl to go back to Saxton or that bitch Kyleigh.
 

“We can do that.” I kiss her cheek, and then get up to go talk to Prez.
 

“I’ll be back in a couple of hours. I have to go talk to Prez. My mom probably took Carsyn upstairs to the game room if you want to go hang out with them.” Her eyes get all teary, she nods her head, and follows me out into the clubhouse.

I show her where to go, and then press a kiss to her mouth. I watch her walk away, and think about how less complicated my life was before I met her. But, then I think about having her in my arms at night, and that makes it all fucking worth it.
 

Now I finally get what Brant, Gunner, and Dom where talking about when they would tell me that all the shit is worth it, as long as they had their girls in their arms at the end of the day.

Knocking on Prez’s office door, I hear a grunt, and then some shuffling before Henley answers the door.
 

I give her a grin, and she blushes slightly. She gets ready to walk out, but I stop her. I might need her help. “Henley can you actually stay. I need some advice.” She looks back at Prez, and he nods his head so she follows me inside.
 

“What’s up Jase?” Prez asks.
 

“Kyleigh told us what the plan was for Wynter.” I can tell that catches his attention. He motions for me to take a seat on the couch in front of his desk.
 

“Well?” he asks.
 

“Kyleigh isn’t her sister after all. Her and Saxton are working together and they’ve been conning her. When they found her, she was a virgin, and they were gonna sell her off to the highest bidder.” I see Henley’s eyes widen, and her hand grips Prez’s forearm.
 

“One of their guys fell for her and was gonna get the fuck out of the business with his share and take Wyn away from them so Saxton shot him. Both of them knew too much apparently, and they didn’t want anything getting out.”
 

“Fuck,” Prez grumbles. “What about the little girl?”
 

I laugh bitterly. “That bitch could give a fuck less about her. My mom come in and took the kid upstairs to play while we were talking to that bitch. When Wyn asked what about Carsyn, she said she didn’t care about her and didn’t even want her. She also mentioned that Saxton would kill her when he finds out she told us anything. So that’s where you come in Henley. Wyn wants to keep Carsyn. What do we need to do?”
 

They both stare at me with huge ass eyes. I don’t think I stuttered.
 

“You sure about this?” Prez asks.
 

I nod my head. “If Wyn’s happy, I’m happy,” I stated simply.

“I get that kid, but you’re gonna take on a child? Are you ready to be a father to this little girl?”
 

A father. To a little girl.
 

“Yeah. She’ll just get lost in the system without us. I won’t let that happen. Wynter loves this little girl way too much. They are family, even if it isn’t by blood.”
 

I see Henley check her phone, and then pass it to Prez. Watching him read it, I see his expression change for being worried about me, to fucking furious in the matter of a second. “Fuck,” he grits out before dialing someone’s number from his office phone.

“Trace, get the fuck in here now,” he barks out, and then slams the phone back on the receiver.
 

“Hen what do you think they should do?” he asks.

She thinks it over for a few minutes before she starts to speak.
 

“Jase, it’s not gonna be easy for you guys to get custody of her. Neither of her parents are deceased, and neither of you are her family. The courts won’t allow it unless you can prove that they are unfit,” she says with a sad smile.
 

“What if they are both dead?” I question. I need to know all the options.
 

“Well then I could make a case for that saying that Wynter wants to adopt her because she’s the only person Carsyn really knows. But family courts typically want two parent households, and blood relatives for adoptions.”

She means married, hell I can do that.
 

There’s a knock on the door, and Henley gets up to answer it. We watch Trace walk in, and he takes a seat next to me.
 

“There’s another threat that just came through. I want it traced, and I want a name.” Trace nods his head, and pulls out his phone and types in some information after looking at the text message on Henley’s phone.
 

I don’t get who is stupid enough to threaten Henley, when they know damn right whose old lady she is.

“It’s a burner, Prez,” Trace states.
 

Prez mutters few things under his breath, before he dials a number on his cell.

“Brant I need you to up the security system at my house. Hen just got another threat.” He sits and listens for a second before he agrees, and hangs up on my brother.

“Trace, find out what you can on the phone.” Trace nods his head, and then walks out the door on a mission.
 

Prez looks back over to me and looks at me for a second. “You really sure about this girl?” he questions.
 

“Yeah, I’m falling in love with her.”
 

“You know me and the club will be behind you one hundred percent of the way to get custody of that little girl, but we have to be smart when we do it.” He looks over at Henley, and she nods her head.
 

“We just have to make sure the case is a slam dunk and prove that you and Wynter are the best people to take on guardianship of her when the time comes,” Henley adds.

Prez couldn’t have picked a better woman to stand by his side I muse.
 

He dismisses me, and I get up and go in search of Wyn to tell her the new plan for getting custody of Carsyn.
 

Chapter Twenty-Three