Page 36 of Kodiak
“Fuck,” Risk whistles. “I think you’re fucked, pres.” I turn my head in his direction and stare him down. He imitates zipping his lips, but he knows as well as I do that the damage has already been done.
“I’ll let you know about that doctor’s appointment,” Luna inserts, using the hem of her shirt to wipe her face. “Until then, I think we should keep our distance.”
“What’s with all of the shouting?” Demi demands as she stomps into the yard. Xavier walks out behind her, and he gives me a perplexed glare. “Luna? Why the fuck are you crying?” She marches over to her friend and gets right in her face, examining Luna and when she turns my way and sees me surrounded by the club girls, she looks murderous. “Really?” Her foot is tapping ninety miles per hour as she takes in the scene. “I think our welcome here has been worn out. Let’s go, Luna, before I knock the shit out of everyone that made you shed tears.”
Despite the abject misery on Luna’s face right now, I can’t help the slight smirk that crosses my face seeing how fiercely Demi has come to her aid. She’s got a warrior in her corner, something I’m sure she realizes, but the fact that Demi is looking at all of us, unafraid of the fact that she’s highly outnumbered if push came to shove, is admirable.
And right now, with shit so fucking sideways, she’s gonna need her because I suspect she won’t give me the time of day any time soon. As she takes Luna’s arm in hers and turns towardthe parking lot, I give Xavier a slight shake of my head when he pantomimes handing me a bottle of liquor.
Xavier and I stand side-by-side as we watch two angry women stride away from us with their heads held high. “What the hell happened, brother?” Xavier probes.
“I found out tonight that I’m going to be a dad,” I confess. “Things were going good until I let something she said get to me and things went to hell from there.”
“Well, shit. I’m going to be an uncle?” he asks.
“Yeah, brother.”
“When you say shit hit the fan, I’m assuming the blades were Kitty and Peaches?” He looks down at the girl sprawled on the ground and the other who’s slowly backing away from us.
“You got it in one guess,” I hiss, opening and closing my fist.
“We don’t hit girls, remember, brother,” Xavier reminds me even if he looks ready to nail them himself.
“I remember. Girls, you’re on latrine duty for the unforeseeable future for that stunt. You knew I was with someone and you set your mind to cause division. You are also banned from attending parties for a month. Your pussies will not be touched until I say so but your mouths are still open for business. Got me?”
“Yes,” Kitty spits out.
“Yeah, Kodiak,” Peaches murmurs, sounding pissed. Good, because so the fuck am I.
“You heard him, get gone,” Xavier edicts. “If the men need your mouths, they’ll hunt you down. Do not go looking for them yourselves.” Both of them nod their heads and scamper from thepremises like parasites running from the poison held in my hand and head indoors.
“So, how do you plan on coming back from this?” Xavier questions.
“I have no earthly idea,” I admit. “I think I dug my grave.”
“Six feet under, my brother. You better pray Luna remembers where she left the shovel or you’re fucked.”
It’s been two damn days and Luna is only responding to my texts with one to two word responses.
Me: How are you doing?
Luna: Good.
I try again for the umpteenth time to get more than that from her.
Me: Have you made a doctor appointment yet?
Luna: Yes.
Me: ??? When is it?
Luna: In two days. Ten in the morning.
Well, I’m on a roll, that was more than two words.
Me: The address?
Does she answer me using actual words? Hell no. She sends me a pin drop with the building's coordinates.
