Marrying an Asshole (Dirty Fuckers MC 3)

“No. He lives with Cora, remember.?

? Damon frowned. “Are you in trouble or something?”

“No. I just really need to see my brother.”

Leaving the diner, Pixie climbed on his bike and made his way toward Cora’s house. It was a Saturday so Cora wouldn’t be at school. Fuck, fuck, he really needed to talk to James.

Riding toward Cora’s house, he went over everything he was going to say. The moment Cora opened the door, everything disappeared.

“Pixie, what’s up?”

“I really need to speak with James.”

“He’s in the kitchen.”

Entering the room, James’s smile disappeared. “What did you do?”

“You know that just by looking at him?” Cora asked.

“He’s my brother. I know when he’s fucked up, when he needs help, or when he’s smug about something. Right now, my brother has his ‘fucked up, help me’ face.” James took a sip of his coffee. “Spill.”

“It really needs to be in private.”

Cora snorted.

“Whatever you’ve got to say has to be said in front of her. She may be able to help whatever you’ve done.”

“Actually if it’s cheating, murder, or anything else, count me out.”

“Why the fuck would you say cheating?” Pixie asked.

“You’re a guy supposedly going steady with a friend. I’ve also had every single member tell me how you can’t even go steady with anyone.”

“I would never cheat on Suzy. I fucking love her.”

Cora grinned, clapped her hands, and held her hand out. “Pay up.”

Pixie watched as James pulled out a hundred dollars and handed them to Cora. “What the fuck? You’re betting on me now?”

“Damon called to let us know you were on your way here, which is why we had time to get changed, and to debate what Pixie would need from us this morning,” Cora said.

“She took a bet, saying that you were going to tell us you were in love with Suzy. I said not.”

“Look, whatever. The love I feel for Suzy is not why I’m here.”

“Give me back my money,” James said, smirking.

“I said he’d say the words. Not that it was going to be the reason he was here,” Cora said. “You lost, fair and square.”

James laughed, turning back to him. “What’s wrong, brother?”

Pixie took a seat. “You can’t tell Suzy,” he said, looking at Cora.

“Fine, fine.”

“How do I start? I’ll just go with it. Suzy doesn’t take birth control pills. She doesn’t like them, and has never needed them. I told her I’d take care of the protection. Anyway, one day I completely forgot, and I had sex without the condom. I don’t think she realized it, but I did.”

“Did you pull out?”