Wayward Soul (15 page)

Chapter Twenty-Seven

After the longest car ride ever, we finally make it to Vegas. I can tell Anslie is getting anxious because she can
’
t sit still and every time I say something, she starts to freak out. She knows her dad is going to be pissed she didn
’
t tell him about the twins being Brantley
’
s, but I don
’
t even think they
’
ve talked all that much in the last two years. I know we sure as hell didn
’
t and we lived in the same city.

When we finally pull into the compound, I park and watch Cason come out of the house. Not much has changed since the last time we were here. Part of me missed this adopted family, but as much as I am happy to see everyone, the one person I want to see is miles away and not answering his phone. Maybe I don
’
t mean anything to him and he
’
s just saying all the right things to get me to leave.

From a distance, I watch the reunion between Anslie and her family. Even though I
’
ve known them for years, I still feel like I am intruding.

Watching Cason stare at the twins and come to the same conclusion everyone else has is highly entertaining. I can see the vein in his neck and he looks like he is about to go off on Brant. Even Brant
’
s dad looks to be in shock. No one here knew about the boys, and she kept it that way for a reason. If they knew, Cason and her brothers would have been coming down to visit all the time. Those boys would be riding Harley's and wearing little biker cuts already. I giggle at that thought. They would definitely be their daddy
’
s pride and joy then.

I hear Remy and Sev introduce themselves and break the tension. Everyone laughs, and their hearts melt when Cason and Nick play along with them. I say hello to the men who have become my brothers, and we finally get shown where we are staying.

Dom mentioned we are being put on twenty-four hour watch until they can figure out what
’
s going on with the threat against me, and what Charlie is going to do now that Anslie is gone. I watch Brant usher her and the boys into his room and shut the door.

Dom shakes his head and leads me to one of the extra rooms down at the end of the hall.

“
Hey, Dom?
”
I ask meekly.

Wrapping his arm around my shoulders, he replies,
“
Yeah?
”

“
Why did Gunner really send me here? I know he didn't think Charlie would come after me, especially if we were together.
”
I
’
m not sure I really want to know the answer. Before I left, he acted like he cared, but I can
’
t tell what he
’
s even thinking most of the time.

He sighs.
“
Case, don
’
t try to make it out to be something it
’
s not. He cares about you. Why else would he send you here?
”

We stop in the hallway and I look up at him, tears in my eyes.
“
I don
’
t know, Dom. He was practically pushing me out the door. He didn
’
t want me there with him.
”

Grabbing my face, he forces me to look at him.
“
Case, I
’
ve never seen him act this way with anyone. I
’
ve known him since we were kids and, trust me, no girl has ever stayed in that house, let alone that bed. He treats his house like a fucking castle. He doesn
’
t bring hook-ups or whores there. You and Anslie are the only women who have ever stepped foot inside. Doesn
’
t that tell you something?
”

I nod.
“
Why isn
’
t he answering his phone then? I haven
’
t talked to him in two days. What if something
’
s wrong? What if he doesn
’
t feel the same anymore? Ugh! What is wrong with me?
”

I start to cry and Dom pulls me to his chest. I want to feel comfort, but I don
’
t. It makes me miss him even more.
“
I don
’
t know what to tell you, Case. Maybe he
’
s busy with the club or Black. He
’
s got a lot going on, and I
’
m sure keeping you safe is something he has to make sure is done before bringing you home. Give him some time.
”
I nod and lean into his body.

I wish my actual family was as supportive as Dom and the rest of the Davoli brothers are, but they aren
’
t. Hell, I haven
’
t even talked to them since I left. I doubt my parents even care I
’
m back or that someone's threatening to hurt me.

Dom shows me to my room. Silently, I go in and shut the door.

During breakfast the next morning, I got a text message.

Sexy Biker:
Hey, babe. Sorry I
’
ve been too busy to talk. Miss you. I
’
ll make it up to you.

I can
’
t help the grin that forms on my face every time I read the message. After breakfast, I head up to my room and text him back.

Me:
Miss you more. Call me when you get a chance. I want to show you something ;).

Sexy Biker:
Send me a picture.

I giggle and try to think about the best angle and picture to send him. Once it
’
s sent, I wait for a reply, but it doesn't come, so I finish getting ready for the day.

Today, Dom is taking me to visit my parents. I haven
’
t seen them since I left for college. I
’
m not even sure they
care
I
’
ve been away at college. They haven
’
t even called to check on me.

“
You ready, Case?
”
Dom asks. I nod and climb up behind him. Wrapping my arms around Dom is weird, but familiar. I
’
ve been on the back of all the Davoli brothers
’
bikes, but never on Gunner
’
s. We typically go in his car when we go places.

During the ride, I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. As soon as we get off the bike, I pull it out and check it.

Sexy Biker:
Damn, girl. I
’
m hard just imagining you riding my cock.

I blush and Dom laughs.
“
Come on, kid. Let
’
s get this over with.
”
I nod and follow him to the front door.

When the door finally opens, I see my mother standing there, looking at Dom like he
’
s something the cat brought in.
“
Hello, mother,
”
I say as nicely as I can.

“
Oh, my dear. Come in.
”
She turns to Dom.
“
Thank you for bringing my daughter by, but you can go now.
”
I gasp. I never knew my mom was that much of a bitch.

“
No, mom. Dom is staying until I leave. Don
’
t treat him like he
’
s beneath you. He and his family have been a better family to me than you or my father have ever been!
”

She looks at me with disgust and all I want to do is smack the ugly look off her face.
“
Fine, Casey. Come in.
”

We follow her into the living room. She motions for us to sit on the couch, then sits in the chair furthest away. I swear, sometimes I don't know how I am part of this family.
“
So, what do you need, Casey?
”

I look at her in shock. She really thinks the only reason I
’
m here is because I need something? This is why I never bother calling.
“
Mother, I don
’
t
need
anything. I just thought I should drop by since I was in town for a little while.
”

She looks between Dom and I and shakes her head.
“
Well, you should have called, dear. I would have gladly had our driver pick you up.
”

I look over at Dom, who seems to be ignoring my mom
’
s rudeness.
“
It
’
s no problem to stop by with your daughter, ma
’
am. She
’
s like my little sister,
”
he says with a smile.