A Monster's Beauty (In the Arms of Monsters 3)
It was the first time they’d kissed in so long. At first, it felt awkward. This man had been part of her other life and now, he was there kissing her, loving her, and it was just a little too much, but she responded.
Her body … didn’t. There was something missing. She cupped his cheek and pulled away. This was Preacher’s house. Reaper, her feelings for him, it wasn’t … right. She didn’t know what was suddenly missing.
You’re no longer a captive, and he’s no longer in charge. You’re safe now, and you don’t have to make sacrifices to live or to be happy.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you.”
“I’m going to go say goodnight to my dad. You can sleep in Bishop’s old room or on the sofa. I don’t know where else you’d stay.”
“I’ll take the sofa. I’m not sleeping in that guy’s cum dump.”
She couldn’t help but chuckle. “Goodnight.”
“Goodnight. I’m just going to watch her, make sure she is settled.”
Robin nodded. She went to her room, changed into a pair of pajamas, and went in search of her father. She found him passed out in the chair. The bottle of water half-empty beside him.
She grabbed the blanket and threw it over him.
He opened his eyes.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.”
“I’m not going to sleep. Just relaxing.”
“I’m heading to bed.”
“Do you have any idea what you’re doing, Robin?”
“No, I don’t.”
“You need to start making a decision about this.”
“Dad, please.”
“No, Preacher and Reaper can pander to your needs, but I won’t. That little girl up there can’t be pulled between those two men.”
The tears she’d been holding in finally decided to fall. “I can’t do this. Not right now.”
“Then do it soon. Don’t string them along. You’re not the kind of woman to do it, so don’t start now.”
“Dad, do you even know me? Do you even know what I went through?”
“Right now, I really don’t care. All I know is Preacher nearly tore the club apart trying to find you and then he did exactly the same trying to find his rat of a son and that asshole upstairs. I don’t have time to care about what happened to you.”
“I’m your daughter.”
“And you know what it means to be part of the club.”
“Yeah, I know what it means. Isn’t that why Mom ended up being killed? She couldn’t handle being with you so she turned on you and the club?”
Bear laughed. “You know that anger you’re feeling right now, direct it at someone who gives a fuck. I get that you’ve had it hard, believe me, I do. But don’t for a second think your life isn’t expendable.”
“Wow, I get my memories back and all of a sudden, I’m nothing.”
“Oh, my daughter is something. I love her more than anything, but you see, my Robin, she never would’ve had a kid with the enemy. She’s better than that. Right now, all I see is the whore who fathered a bastard’s child.”
“Actually,” Reaper said, “you better be careful how you speak to my wife.”