Cupid's Arrow (Devils Rejects MC 4)

“This won’t work if you’re not willing to try,” she huffs.

“I never agreed to love you or fuck you. I said you could come home.”

Tears burn in her eyes. “It’s that whore isn’t it?”

“What do you want from me? I was fuckin’ happy. Moving on with my life. You expect me to be happy to be in this position. Being blackmailed into playing house with you.”

“I expect you to make an effort, Ry. You’re not even trying.”

“I gotta go. You can go or not.”

“We’ll take my car. I’m not riding while pregnant.”

That I can agree with. It is the only damn thing we are going to agree on.

Chapter Eighteen

—MaryAnn

I’ve been all day searching for a job and put in a few applications at some restaurants and gas stations. I’ll take anything that will get me into my own place faster. I can’t wrap my mind around everything the man I thought loved me said this morning. It was so unlike him. It was like a stranger took him over and was forcing those spiteful words to come out of his mouth. There has to be something I’m missing.

I go to the spare room and grab my cell phone. He hasn’t attempted to call or text once and I won’t break down and contact him either. Lost is what I am. Lost and confused. I take out my phone and start to call Sara and see if she knows anything. Being married to Hades she must know something. I know the men say they don’t tell their old ladies anything, but I call bullshit.

I’m scrolling through my contacts for her name when the front door opens and Zo Zo walks in carrying a pizza. “Honey, I’m home,” he announces wearing a huge grin. “Thought you might be hungry.”

“Sure. Smells good. Thank you for being so thoughtful.”

“No problem. Come on and I’ll fix you a plate.” I follow him to the kitchen and he directs me to where I can find the plates. I get him a beer and pour myself a glass of milk. “How was your day?”

“I mostly applied for some jobs, nothing major.”

He arches a brow at me. “You done with the clubhouse?”

“I think it’d be for the best.” I take up a stool at the kitchen counter and start eating my pizza. I’m hungrier than I thought I would be. “I went to the store and grabbed a few things. I don’t mind cooking or doing some chores or whatever until I get my own place.”

“I don’t expect anything like that, baby doll. Just take care of you and that baby.” He winks, and I offer him a half smile.

“You’re being really cool considering…”

“What? That we fucked. Darlin’ I think the world of you and was just hoping that bastard would treat you right but after how things were with Mandy, I didn’t expect it’d last long between you.”

I wipe the grease from my lips. “What do you mean?”

“I shouldn’t say anything because Cupid is my VP, but I know you’ll keep this information between the two of us.”

“Sure. Of course.” My curiosity is piqued.

He takes a swig of his beer to wash his bite down. “Well they had a lot of domestic disputes with him running the road and cheating all the time, but I reckon she left finally after he beat her.”

My hand goes to my mouth in shock. Cupid is a lot of things, but a woman beater has never been one of them, but then again, I never thought he’d do to me what he did either. “That’s terrible. Why would she…”

“Go back to him?” he finishes my question.

“Yeah? I don’t get it.”

“Love makes you do crazy things.” He shrugs. “I didn’t believe it at first either, but I have a buddy on the police force who showed me the pictures.” He shakes his head. “I lost a lot of respect for him. You know don’t take this the wrong way, but part of me wished I were the one who fathered your baby. I’d never hurt you or toss you out.”

I remember Cupid telling me they spoke. I nod and give him a smile. I know Zo Zo has no reason to lie to me, but I am still having a hard time believing the worst about the man I’ve been in a relationship with for months. Thinking about him doing something so awful has me losing my appetite. I push my plate away and close my eyes. I can’t stop the thoughts of him from playing in my head. His gentle touch. His sweet kisses. Is he capable of such things? Then this morning replays and the hurtful things he said. The way he treated me like nothing but a whore…. I wrap my arms around my middle. Anything is possible I suppose.