Page 115 of Clint & Ivy
“He probably didn’t want to wake up Sutter.”
Elle nodded while Stevie shuffled over. The pink-haired beauty squatted down and sighed.
“Iaminjured. If I were faking, I would have stopped when the others made their plans. I mean, I wanted to go and punch someone in the head, too.”
“I also would like to punch people in the head,” Elle muttered. “Clint has domesticated me. I might as well retire and learn to sew.”
Though I caught Darby rolling her eyes at their dramatics, I was mostly relieved they were helping me clean up.
“Clint is maybe a little off his game,” I mumbled, unsure if I should say anything. “His feelings for me have clouded his thinking, but it’s temporary. Next time, he’ll want you both there to punch people in the head.”
“I love you,” Stevie said and hugged me.
Elle wrapped us both into an embrace. “I love everyone. I’m just a very affectionate person.”
“You’re really not,” Stevie muttered.
“Fine. Then, I’m an asshole, and that’s why you’re cleaning up the rest of this shit,” Elle announced, standing up and tugging me away.
“Nice meeting you, Darby!” I called out as Elle dragged me out of the room.
Elle didn’t let go of my hand until we got to the front door. She turned to me and hollered, “I’m mad!”
“I see that.”
“Why didn’t Clint bring me?” she asked, glaring down at me. “I’m fucking scary.”
“You’re scaring me right now.”
“Yeah, because I’m a ferocious beast,” Elle snarled and then shrugged. “I had a fear this might happen. You know, back when we started the club, I thought I should be the VP. It was the only way to insist I got the respect I rightfully deserved. But I let Rock take the spot because he’s very emotionally fragile. I just couldn’t bear to watch him cry again.”
Despite Elle’s grumpiness, I laughed at the idea of Rock getting teary-eyed.
“I’ve barely seen Rock smile. I can’t imagine him crying.”
“Oh, he’s very sensitive. Don’t let his exterior fool you. He can’t watch ‘Bambi’ without crying his big boy eyes out.”
“Well, that is a sad movie.”
“Just the part where Bambi’s mom dies and his deadbeat dad shows up. That movie should have had more violence.”
“You say that a lot.”
“Well, wouldn’t ‘Cinderella’ have been more exciting if she went John Wick at the end and killed the people who did her wrong?”
Smiling at Elle, I turned around and walked back to Vanessa’s room.
“You’re supposed to come with me.”
“I need to get my stuff. Also, we can’t leave without the dogs.”
“Oh, yeah, I was so busy feeling slighted that I forgot about the demon dogs.”
Elle was in a rowdy mood even after we got Hanzee, Goblin, and Boa packed up. I gave a proper goodbye to Stevie and Darby before leaving with Elle.
Despite my casual demeanor, I wouldn’t feel okay again until I saw Clint with my own eyes and felt his arms around me.
