Forever Mine (Providence Series Book 1) (30 page)

“Hi, Richard, nice to see you,” I was so going to hell for lying out my ass. “How are you?”

“Much better for seeing you gorgeous.”

“Oh, this is my friend and now assistant, Tony. Tony this is Richard.”

Wiping his hand off on his suit jacket after shaking Tony’s hand, Richard turned back to me and was about to launch into some no doubt perverted speech when Tony shrieked, “Oh my God, this is the guy who did the nasty with that disease riddled slut that’s been stalking Ren? Sweetie have you still got that hand sanitizer?” He pulled my purse off my shoulder and started digging through it leaving me no option but to bite my lip so that I didn’t burst out laughing.
 

Finding what he was looking for and squeezing some into his hands, Tony looked at Dick and continued, “Now mano a mano Chico, I need to tell you - you need to go and get your peppy checked you dig? That bitch is just nasty, and I’m sure she’s one crab away from needing Rentokil to treat her. Tell me, when was the last time you had an attack of herpes?” He asked as he cocked his head and gave him a searching look from head to toe with his hands on his hips.

I watched as Dick’s face went red and he quickly looked back at me. “Anyway, nice meeting you. And Maya; I’m sure I’ll see you around.”
 

Tony and I watched until he was out of earshot, and then we both burst out laughing.
 

“Sweet Jesus that man is the capo dei cazzi Maya. He and the funky cooter are perfect for each other. God help us if they ever reproduce,” Tony said gasping through his laughs.

“He’s a what? I don’t speak whatever that is honey.”

“The Head of the Dicks, that’s his official title.”

Still laughing we rounded the corner and walked into Francheska and her little band of witches, it was obvious that they’d been waiting for us.

Tony groaned. “For the love of all things holy granchio regina, don’t you have a Doctor or a treatment session you need to be at?”

“Mm, I see you’re into all of my sloppy seconds,” she had a smug grin on her face, and I was even closer to snapping. “Let’s see, there’s Ren, Luke, Richard, Brett…” she trailed off looking at me with an evil smile on her face.

“You do realize that you’ve just made yourself sound like a complete slut right?” Tony snapped.

“Oh please,” she waved her red talons at us. “They all want me. In fact, there was that time I was telling you about Maya remember, it was quite an experience. Me and Ren and Luke, then Ren and Mace; in fact, if I recall correctly Ren was there for all of it.”

A gasp came from behind us, and we turned to see poor Isla standing there looking pale; I’d had enough. “Listen you rabid bitch, that night you told me about? Bullshit! And Luke? My cousin has stand…”
 

I was interrupted by a handful of photos was being thrown at us. Looking at them as they lay on the floor I saw images that I would never have wanted to see in my life, but the fact was - Ren had lied to me.
 
Isla was looking at them too; this was too much, Isla was gentle, she didn’t need to see this shit.

Looking up at her I decided the only thing I could do was to end this bullshit once and for all. “Congratulations! I would call you a whore, but I think we both know no one’s ever gonna pay for that shit, so I’ll just call you what you are - a cheap slut. In fact so fucking cheap that you even have photos. I mean, fuck do they even touch the sides with you anymore?” I’d never spoken to anyone like this in my life, but she’d pushed me too far and she’d also broken my heart on more than one occasion, I was done.
 

“You…”

I cut her off with a hand straight up, a move I hated. “Nah, I don’t see any dicks around here aside from Tony, and he definitely has standards, so there’s no need for your mouth to be open.”

“I’m not a slut,” she screeched.

Evidently deciding he’d also had enough, Tony saved took over. “Sweetie you’re the definition of a slut. Your legs spread wider than damn Ebola, and there’s no stopping the diseases you spread with your rotten coochie. Now, this is the last time you come anywhere near us. Do it again and I’ll have a restraining order on you so quickly your head will spin. Know how?” He turned to little Isla, who was now ready to fight having obviously got over the shock of the photos. “Meet the chief lawyer for the Montgomery’s. Mhmm slut friend, she’s a lawyer and a successful one too because you don’t get that position for nothing. Not that you’d know about successful positions seeing as the only ones you know are missionary, doggy, trois, quatre and, however, many you can stuff into your gaping maws. Now totter off to the girl clinic sweetie, I’m feeling itchy standing near you.”

Grabbing both our hands, Tony walked Isla and I back into the office letting out a sigh of relief once we made it inside.
 
I walked into my office and closed the door locking it behind me. Could I get past this?

24

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Ren

I’d just got to work on the Charger
that had been dropped off on Saturday when I heard Cole say, “Oh what the fuck now?”

Scooting out from under the car, I looked over at the entrance to see the bane of my life walking through the door. After her stunt yesterday, I was way past done with her.

“Hey Renny,” she walked up to me with a huge grin on her face immediately putting me on edge. “So I bumped into Maya today…”

I was up off the board before she finished the sentence with Cole beside me. “Why can’t you just leave us the fuck alone? You and I, we had nothing,” I yelled.

“Mmm, somehow I don’t think Maya is going to be wanting you anymore sweetie. You see,” she reached into her bag and pulled out a handful of paper or something, I didn’t pay attention because I was too busy panicking about what the hell she’d done. “I played show and tell with her today. I showed her these, and I told her all about it.”

Looking down, I did a double take at what was on the top of the pile of whatever was in her hand. Cole saved me by reaching out and taking it from her and flipping through them with me looking over his shoulder. I couldn’t believe what the fuck I was seeing! Through the buzzing in my brain, I could hear Cole murmuring to someone behind me, but all I could see was the photos and what I was doing in them and then picturing Maya’s face when she’d seen them.
 

I started to push past the venomous bitch, but a strong hand wrapped around my arm and pulled me around causing me to swing, just missing Cole by centimeters.
 

“Let me fucking go!” I roared in his face. I could hear my voice echoing around the inside of the garage and knew that, by now, my guys were all standing around me ready to lend their support.
 

“Fucking calm down Ren, I mean it. Before you go off half-cocked not knowing the explanation for what the fuck is in those photo’s and try and explain to Maya, which FYI brother will not help right now, we need Luke to look at these too and see what he remembers.” Cole had moved close to me and was looking me dead in the eyes. He was pissed off too, but he was keeping it under control. His eyes cut over my shoulder. “Now now now where do you think you’re going? Phil, make sure she and her friends don’t leave here will you?”

Francheska and her wicked bitches had been edging toward the door, but and Phil was now standing in front of it with his arms crossed over his chest. I walked up to them watching them the whole time, just as I opened my mouth Luke walked in and stormed past them only giving the wicked bitches a cutting look as he passed them.

“Show me.” The muscle in his jaw was working furiously, and I could see that he was holding onto a thread just like I was.
 
Fuck I hope he can explain what the fuck I’m seeing in those photos.

Luke

I was just about to go after Isla, who obviously been crying, just as my cell rang in my hand.
 
Answering it as I walked in the direction of Isla’s office, I heard Cole’s voice just as she slammed the door.

“Man, you need to get here now. You are not gonna fucking believe what I’m looking at and I’m willing to bet everything I have that this involves Isla too.”

“Fuck,” I snapped. I was so over people trying to mess with Isla and me.
 
Ending the call, I entered the office and closed the door behind me.
 

Her head snapped up, and I saw how pale she looked. I hated whatever had caused it and knew this had to be my priority; I couldn’t lose her again.

“I don’t know what’s happened, but I’m going to get to the bottom of it. When I do, we will talk about this. What we have means everything to me, do you understand?”

When she didn’t answer, I knew that I needed those answers ASAP, so I bent over quickly and pressed a kiss to her lips. Pulling back, I looked her in the eyes. “Wait for me.”
 

I walked out, passing the desk where Reid sat. I hated that she’d hired him as her assistant because it meant she worked closely with him and was around him when I wasn’t. I knew they’d been best friends for years, but I still didn’t like it.
 

“Make sure she’s OK,” I growled as I passed him. He just looked at me with a blank expression on his face, which I can only imagine again did not bode well for me. He was her best friend and obviously knew what was going on and wanted to punch the shit out of me, but I was his boss. Truth be told, I’d actually respect him for standing up for Isla that way, but I wasn’t going to tell him that.

Pushing through the door of Ren’s garage, I saw his guy Phil blocking the entrance and could see the black roots and platinum hair that belonged to that psychobitch Francheska next to him.
 
What the fuck had she done now?

Before I could say anything, Cole handed me a stack of photos. “Francheska is doing her civic duty by showing your girl and Maya these pictures. Care to lend us your thoughts?”

Looking through them I felt my gut churning; Isla had seen these photos.
 
In the first one, Francheska was on all fours facing the camera with Ren behind her and me in front of her; it was obviously done to make it look like we were giving her a good roasting. During our teens, Ren and I hadn’t been angels. In fact, few of us in Piersville had been angels and yes we had shared, but this I did not remember.
 
Each photo showed either more detail or different positions.

“Do you remember any of this?” I asked Ren, who had been standing there staring into space.
 

“No.”

What are the chances of two guys being so fucked up that they don’t remember one detail of the night? I mean sure, we’ve all been seriously drunk at some point in our lives but never once have I forgotten what happened the night before. Pulling out my phone, I snapped photos of a couple of them and sent them to Mace, seeing as it involved him too.

A question suddenly hit me. “Who have you shown these to?” I kept my voice as calm as possible as I walked back towards the bitches.

They all looked at each other, looked back at me and shrugged.
 
Walking up to Bianca I stood as close as I could get and leaned down.“We had fun you, and I didn’t we? Lot’s of fun if I remember correctly. In fact, at one point you told me that you loved me didn't you?” I moved back still keeping my face close to hers with a small smile on my face so that she wouldn’t back away.

I could see her panting and knew that I had her. “Yeah,” she licked her lips nervously, and then looked back up at me with an almost smug look on her face. Oh, dear, dear, little witch!

“Who saw those photos? They’re really well done too, was that you?”

By this time she was beaming with pride, “Tiff did. I’m glad you like them, I have the one of you and me framed in my bedroom.”
 

That last bit made me pause as I swung in Tiff’s direction. “You have a framed version?”

“Well, it’s not quite framed yet, but it’s going to be,” she stammered. I needed to deal with that bullshit too, but first things first.

Moving back toward Tiff, I saw Ren walking towards her too out of the corner of my eye. “Why did you do it?”

Her eyes flicked to Francheska and then back to me. “Tell us sugar; we won’t be mad.” I made sure to keep my voice as soft as possible because I knew one thing - this nutcase was about to crack, and crack the other nutcases behind us.

“It’s time for us to go,” the skank behind us shouted, but I knew they weren’t going anywhere, and the sound of scuffling proved that.
 

“Francheska made us do it. She said it was meant to be the four of us with the four of you.” Tiff said looking straight at me like I was a steak.
 

“Four of us?”

“Yeah! You, Ren, Cole and Mace. It does make sense, and now here we are!” Bianca said beside me and then threw herself at me. She had her arms wrapped tightly around my neck while she tried to stick her tongue in my mouth. For a little thing, she had the grip of an anaconda, and her tongue was determined, but all it did was make my balls shrivel up into my gut and my stomach churn. Pushing her off me, I stepped back and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand; it wasn’t enough; I could still feel her.
 

“Here man,” Cole pushed a wet wipe under my nose and clapped me on the shoulder as he went back to the door. I swear he had packs of these everywhere, no matter where we went or what we did he always pulled these things out, but I’d never been more grateful.