Tainted Bastard (Tainted Knights 4)

Yet he hadn’t said a single word about it.

If it was even true.

Shit, I was getting all worked up, and I didn’t know if he was actually going or not. Genesis wouldn’t lie to me, but she could have heard someone just bullshitting around. Just because they said the Tainted Knights guys were going didn’t mean all of them were.

Because Sin wouldn’t do that to me…?

Damn it.

Angrily, I slung the strap of my bag over my shoulder and marched out the door without a word to either of my soul sisters.

“Ro,” Aubree tried to call after me, but I was too upset to pause.

My boots clicked on the hardwood floors as I stomped through the club, avoiding any and all of the hundreds of people still in attendance who tried to approach me. The majority of them were drunk at this point in the night, and I wasn’t about to let one of those dumbasses fuck with me.

My hair bounced as I stormed past Tiny, who was standing at attention in his normal spot in front of the stairs that led up to the VIP floor. “Hey, Ro,” he greeted. “You okay?”

“Tiny,” I half growled over my shoulder. “I’m good,” I lied.

Good was a huge overstatement. I was feeling like total shit, and now I had to find out if my boyfriend had been keeping stuff from me.

Sin had driven me to the club earlier and said he would wait for me upstairs after the show since Gray and Kale were coming tonight and wanted to hang out. I figured we would all go out for dinner together afterward with Kassa and Santana.

It wouldn’t have been the first time we’d gone on a triple date. I liked both of the other two TK members’ girlfriends, and we always had a good time when we were all together. But just because we hung out when our boyfriends did didn’t make us besties.

I knew exactly where they would be. It was as if the back corner of the VIP floor was their own personal sanctuary within First Bass. Two couches and two leather chairs were pulled together so they were facing each other with plenty of walking space between them. Sin was sitting in one of the chairs, while Gray and Kassa took up one of the couches and Kale and Santana occupied the other. The two chicks, total opposites in appearances, were laughing as they chatted. The guys were sitting close to each other, leaning forward so they could talk quieter.

As if they had a fucking secret and were giggling little bitches at a sleepover.

My nostrils flared as I stomped over to them.

Gray saw me first, and amusement filled his sand-colored eyes. I saw his lips move, and instantly, Sin snapped his head around. He jerked to his feet, meeting me long before I could reach their group.

“What’s wrong?” he demanded, his hands catching my elbows as concern knitted his brow together. “Are you okay?”

I shrugged off his hold. “You’re going to Vegas tomorrow?”

“Fuck,” he groaned, his eyes filling with dread. “Sweet girl,” he began in a soothing voice that normally would have had me melting against him.

“I’ll take that as a yes. Why didn’t you tell me?” I demanded, feeling tears sting my eyes.

“Because I knew you would be upset,” he said with a grunt, trying to grab my arms again.

I stepped back. “The only reason I’m upset right now is because I had to hear about it from someone else the day before you’re leaving.”

“I was going to tell you later tonight,” he assured me.

“How was that conversation supposed to go, huh? You were just going to fuck my brains out, and while I’m half asleep, tell me you are going to fucking Vegas for a bachelor party?” He opened his mouth, but I cut him off. “Or were you just going to leave a note saying ‘See ya Monday, sweet girl’?”

“Ro—”

“Will there be strippers? You planning on getting a lap dance? Maybe the party is going to be at one of those bunny ranches.”

His eyes narrowed on me. “Now you’re just being stupid, baby. You know I wouldn’t do that to you.”

“Stupid?” I whispered, hurt. The threat of tears was growing more and more with each passing second. “Yeah,” I said with a nod. “Stupid to think this was something special to you and that we didn’t have secrets.”

“Ro, goddamn it.” He caught me around the waist, jerking me against him roughly. “There aren’t going to be any strippers or bunnies or whatever else your damn mind is trying to come up with right now. It’s just a weekend of drinking and gambling with my friends. Nothing else.”