Semua Bab Satisfying Her Darkest Fantasies: Bab 1011 - Bab 1020

“Trevor? Honey, what’s wrong?”Trevor looked at Chassie. “My father had a heart attack.”“Oh no. When?”“A fuckin’ week ago.”Chassie’s eyes widened. “And they’re just calling you now?”“Apparently. Jesus. I can’t believe it. He’s out of the hospital and recovering at home.”Edgard said, “How serious is it?”“Serious enough that the old man’s requested my presence right away.” A bitter laugh escaped. “Or what he considers right away.”“What does he want to see you about?”“No clue. I hafta go tomorrow. Don’t know how long I’ll be gone.” He looked from Chassie to Edgard. “I’m glad you’re here to help her. Be just our luck if calves started droppin’.”“But…don’t you want me to come with you?” Chassie asked.Trevor sat next to her and took her hand. “Without soundin’ like a dick, you don’t wanna meet my family under these circumstances. Hell, I really don’t want you to meet them under any circumstances.” He squeezed his eyes shut. “Chass, baby, they’re not nice people.”“How can that be?

Tater demanded their new home be decorated country cabin style, with exotic and domestic animal heads from his various hunting expeditions mounted on the walls and the space littered with his collection of mostly tacky Western art.Starla ignored Tater’s demands and decorated the house in the style of an English country manor, with chintz-covered chairs, plaid and floral couches, lace doilies, ruffles and bows.The result was pretty hideous, an interior decorator’s worst nightmare—Laura Ashley meets Conan the Barbarian. The horse scenes painted on velvet clashed with the velvet draperies. The rusted barbed wire folk art sculptures did not complement the classic Greek marble figurines. The grizzly bear skin rug clashed with the Oriental carpets. Trevor and Chassie were on the same page for how they wanted their home to look. Hard to be picky when money was an issue. After they’d first gotten married, she’d jokingly suggested they decorate in the theme of cowboy versus Indian to keep wi

Chassie sat in the same place at the kitchen table an hour later when Edgard returned to the house. He snagged a beer from the fridge and straddled the chair opposite hers.Finally she looked up. “You didn’t kill Greta, did you?”“No. Her reprieve might be short-lived though when Trevor catches wind of it.”Edgard took a long, slow drink and eyed the bandage on her forehead. “You should’ve told him.”“Leave it be, Edgard.”Edgard sighed. Not that he blamed her, but Chassie’d been extremely grouchy all day. Hadn’t helped matters hearing Trevor snap off the news he was considering his father’s offer to run the Glanzer Ranch on a permanent basis. Not that Edgard believed Trevor would follow through. It reminded Edgard that sometimes Trevor could be thoughtless and a little mean to those he loved just because he didn’t know better.“Sorry. It’s just…” Chassie sipped her warm milk, scowling when she realized it’d gone cold. “Trev didn’t seem the same.”“Trevor is different when he’s around

“I’m glad something is appealing, since I don’t have the appendage you prefer.”He smiled gently. “Joke all you want. But I understand now, maybe more than I ever did, Trevor’s confusion when he started having feelings for me. I have those same confusing moments with you, Chass. You’re not my type, yet I realize for the first time that you really don’t fall for a person’s gender or appendage so much as you fall for the person. And I’ll be damned if I’m not falling for you, Chassie West Glanzer.”In that instant everything between them changed.“I love him,” Chassie said softly.“I know. I love him too.”“What do we do if he really wants to make a go of it with his family?”“I don’t have any idea.”Silence descended as they stared at each other helplessly.Edgard withdrew and set her back on her feet. He kept his back to her as he pulled on his jeans and buttoned his shirt. “What are your plans for the rest of the night?”“Nothin’.” She snatched her jeans but didn’t bother putting them

“Nag at you about what?”Keely shrugged. “My plans after I get out of school. My love life.”“Speaking of your love life…how is Justin?”“I wouldn’t know,” she said coolly. “He broke up with me.”“What happened?”“That’s what Colt is nagging me about. I won’t tell him, even when he offered to cut off that ‘little bastard’s prick and feed it to him’.” Keely’s lips turned up, but it was a pale imitation of her usual bad girl grin. “Much as I love Colt’s threatening swagger, I need to deal with this fallout on my own. I’ve tried to talk to AJ, but…”“But what?”“She’s a great listener, but she doesn’t have a frame of reference for that sort of stuff.The only relationship she’s ever been in is with Cord.” She sighed. “Macie and Channing are cool and I love them to death, but they’re pregnant, hormonal, and I don’t want them blabbing to my brothers because they’d round up a damn posse.”“I ain’t got tons of experience when it comes to relationships, but you wanna tell me what went down?”