Chapter 93

A shuddering breath slipped past her lips as she realized Ryder wasn’t being mean to hurt her. He was doing what he always did; giving her the truth in his blunt way, letting her see she gave David excuses or made up things to make herself feel bad.

“Hey,” he said, his deep voice actually the most comforting thing she could hear. “Look at me,

Sweet Jane.”

She breathed in harshly before meeting his gaze. “I love you, okay?”

She nodded, whimpering.

“You are a feisty ass kitten. You clawed my ass up for years, so I want you to hear something.” He grinned at her. “David was so fucking jealous of our fights. I threw it in his face all the time, and what I saw was a guy who wanted the girl he loved to challenge him like you did with me. He wanted his wild kitten, not those bitches we have offering to do anything we want.” “That doesn’t help,” she blubbered, though her chest felt lighter.

“Don’t even start on that. You know I don’t give a damn or even look at women, and David admitted to you he was mentally putting your face over theirs. Don’t get mad that we’ve got the goods.” He laughed at her. “See? Look at me with all that fire, babe. I fucking love it. David does too.

So, don’t run and hide like this. He’d much rather be yelled at than have you ignoring him.”

She sniffled, calming a bit. “How do you make things better when you’re goading me like this?”

“‘Cause I’m husband, wifey.” He gave her a killer smile. “Kingston was close to shitting himself about that.”

“You are so—”

“Incredible, I know.” He winked, still wearing that happy ass smile. “I love you, baby.” Damn this boy. “And I love you.”

“Copycat.” He let out a loud sigh, and she could tell he was staring at something. “His dumbass is swimming laps in the dark. Such a drama queen.”

Jane laughed sadly. “Will you talk to him for me?”

Ryder’s gaze flicked back to her. “What do you want me to say? My girlfriend loves you—cheer the fuck up?”

She glared at him.

He glared back. “I can do this shit all night.”

“Don’t be an asshole.” She wasn’t mad at him, but she was emotionally exhausted and cramping, and she missed her David, and she needed Ryder. She wanted to smother Tercero with kisses and make Luc laugh with her. So, she really just wanted her bad boy to make everything better for her. Just for tonight. He’d already made the biggest move, but she needed more when she was sad like this.

He was staring at her, quiet. “My baby girl is worn out, huh?”

She frowned, nodding. “My cramps hurt, and I miss all of you.”

“You got medicine and shit for your cramps?”

Jane smiled softly. He was too cute. “I got a heating pad.” She tilted the phone down so he could see it.

“Damn. I thought you were going to show me something sexy.” He chuckled as she flipped him off. “Don’t tempt me like that. I’ll fuck those cramps away for life.”

She giggled, trying to quiet herself. “Shush.”

Mischief glittered across his face, but he spoke seriously. “Want me to sneak over?”

A gasp escaped her. “You can’t.”

“I can do anything,” he said confidently. “I don’t want to fuck things up, but if my girl needs me, she’s getting me.”

“You’re literally the sweetest guy in the world.”

“Just for you, future wife.” He smiled like he was the lucky one again. “I’ll talk to David,” he added with a slight grunt. “I’ll, um, ask if he wants me to bring you a letter or some shit.”

Jane didn’t say anything for a few seconds. “Ryder fucking Godson, you are too gosh dang cute. I don’t know if the ‘um’ did it for me or the sweet offer itself, but you just got me pregnant.”

He laughed loudly, and it was freaking beautiful. “I’d much rather use my dick, but I can always make sure my little mini-me is stuck in there nice and tight.”

Her cheeks hurt. “That kinda gives me gross images of you stuffing a baby up me, but I’m weird, and I like it.”

“I know you’re weird.” He chuckled, dropping down onto his bed. “I’m keeping your cute, weird ass anyway. You’re mine. No matter who you love or who loves you, your beautiful soul is all mine. And those gorgeous lips you best stop biting right now. They’re mine. All mine.”

David rested his forearms on the edge of the Godson’s pool, his heavy breaths managing to make a pale smoke as the temperature dropped for the night. He didn’t care it was well past midnight and that he had practice at seven. Nothing mattered to him, just Jane. And he’d fucked up everything with her. Again. He was never going to earn her forgiveness, never going to make her see she was all he ever wanted, that Diane and every other girl he’d ever touched meant nothing, not when he knew she was there.

He wanted to beat the shit out of himself for being weak before, for not being man enough to tell her or his father, but all he could do was push his body to its limits. Because his dad wanted nothing to do with him, and she had realized the same; he was a jerk who had hurt her when she believed he was her warrior. He’d never compare to Ryder.

“Hey, Aquaman,” Ryder drawled walking toward him, “stop pissing in my pool. I plan to make long fucking love to Jane in there one day. Don’t need David juice clinging to my balls as I’m emptying into her.”

David clenched his jaw, shaking his head to the side to stop the water from dripping into his eyes.

Ryder chuckled as he dragged a chair close and sat right in front of him.

“I don’t want company,” David told him as he tried to keep his temper in check. Fighting with Ryder would hurt Jane, and he would rather take Ryder’s insults than ever hurt Jane again.

“Bitch, did I ask if you wanted company?” Ryder unwrapped a stick of gum and popped it into his mouth. Even that reminder that Ryder was quitting smoking was a punch to the stomach. “I just got done talking to my girl.”

Pain sliced through David’s heart, but he kept his mouth shut.