Cross (Dark Kings 3)

“It is,” I argue, needing to know. “I want to know. Please tell me.” I resort to begging. I’ve realized that demanding anything gets me nowhere with Alexa. So, I have to try something different.

Looking away from me, she runs her hand through her blond hair. “Long story short, he cheated on me. And I left.”

“When was the last time you were with him?” I dig.

Her head snaps to face me, and her eyes narrow. “Excuse me?”

I step into her. “You heard me. When was the last time he fucked you?”

She slams her hands into my chest. “Fuck you!”

Turning, she goes to stomp off, but I grab her upper arm and spin her back around to face me. “Answer the question, Alexa.”

“You think I sleep around?” She arches a brow, challenging me while avoiding my question at the same time.

I want to say that she did fuck me that first night, but even I know that would be a fucking bomb blowing up in my face. “I think you two have a past, and I don’t doubt he’s tried lately.” She was surprised to see him that night at the Airport. And he seems to be trying harder since he found out that we’re together. Do I think it’s a coincidence that he showed up at the club tonight? No! Someone he knows has seen her there since she started earlier last week, and he stopped by to check on her. I’m not an idiot. My question is was tonight the first time? Or was it just time for him to show his face to her?

“Don’t worry about it, Cross.” She yanks away from me. “I haven’t fucked anyone else since you.”

“Then why won’t you tell me?” I chase after her into my bedroom.

She lets out a huff entering my bathroom. I’m not going to drop this. I will get the answers that I want, one way or another. “Alexa!”

“Before I met you,” she snaps, turning to face me once again, now standing in the middle of my bathroom. “Hmm? Is that what you were looking for? It was months before the night I saw you at the Airport. I was out with the girls, and I met up with him afterward.” Placing her hands on her hips, she pushes her right one out. “When was the last time you fucked someone who wasn’t me?”

“That night before the Airport,” I answer.

Her eyes widen as her lips part. She didn’t expect me to be honest with her. Why would I lie about that? I understand that we both have a past and that we’re not virgins. How was I supposed to know that I’d see her that night? That we would be standing where we are right now?

“With who?” she asks.

“Rachel,” I say. I fired her from Tit for Tat weeks ago, and I haven’t seen nor heard from her since. She understood what we were doing—just fucking—was over, and there was no future there for her.

“Of course.” She gives a hard laugh. “I knew you had. It was obvious, but I didn’t want to even know.”

Stepping into her, I cup her face. “But I haven’t been with anyone else since then, and I don’t want anyone else,” I remind her. “But I need to know if I need to force Mitch to back off.”

“No,” she says softly. “He’s a prick but harmless. He didn’t know that I was working at that club. He looked just as surprised as I was seeing him there.”

That’s what she believes, but it’s not the truth. It can’t be. “And now?”

“What do you mean now?” She huffs.

“Do you think he’s going to start showing up because he knows you’re working there?”

She shrugs. “I’m not sure. But I do know that if I see him there, I will let you know. Okay?”

Oh, I’ll know if he shows up. I have cameras all over that place. I’ll make sure that I watch them every second when she’s working. But I say. “Okay.”

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

ALEXA

CROSS IS SLEEPING next to me in his bed, and I’ve got my cell out. It’s down to three percent, but I need to know what Mitch meant about the fire and his dad.

I go to google his name and realize that I don’t know it. I’ve only ever heard people call him Cross. So I type that in.

Kingdom pops up, along with the other Kings. Cross is the third article down. I click on it.

It shows pictures of him playing baseball in high school and college. It shows a picture of Kingdom and Tit for Tat. Then I see an article titled “Oak Grove.” I click on it, and it’s a church.

It’s on fire. A once gorgeous white structure is up in flames. The picture is taken from the front. Fire trucks are to the right, lining the side street.