Page 95 of Other Woman Drama


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Not this time.

Jasper sighed and started walking, his hands in his pockets ready to pull out the keys to his bike.

He was parallel with Silver, who was waving at him and saying hi, when it happened.

The screech of tires.

Silver’s black hair whipping around.

Gunshots.

Then blood spraying in the air.

Twenty-Two

The best safe word you can use is ‘meatloaf.’ It means ‘I would do anything for love, but I won’t do that.’

—Text from Silver to Aella

SILVER

“You’re staying here, right?” Gunner asked as he stopped at the bottom of the driveway near to where I’d parked.

I nodded. “I’ll be here for a while. I just want to…” Get out of the house so I don’t feel like I’m suffocating but do it somewhere safe where I don’t suffocate because I’m hyperventilating. “I want to be able to hang out and not worry about where I’m at.”

Gunner nodded.

He made eye contact with Webber across the top of my head and did a wave, before waiting for me to get level with Jasper before taking off.

I’d thought, at first, that the screeching of the tires was from Gunner taking off.

But that wasn’t what happened.

The look of horror on Jasper’s face was enough to enlighten me that something was very wrong.

He moved fast, and I was down on the ground before I could even blink.

Some sort of instinct kicked in as the gunshots sounded, and then I was crying out as the body on top of mine jerked.

Something hot and sharp touched my arm, and then warmth spread around me, covering my face and neck. My torso.

The body on top of me was so fucking heavy that I found it hard to breathe.

Screaming erupted all around me, and I started to cry, knowing in my heart that the man on top of me had just taken bullets meant for me.

“Jasper,” I whimpered. “Are you okay?”

He groaned and said, “No,” directly into my ear.

“Do you have bullet holes in your body right now?” I wondered.

“Pretty sure I have three of ’em,” he confirmed. “Can’t feel my legs.”

I pressed his shoulder and said, “I think something fell on top of us. I can’t breathe.”

Jasper was shoved off of me seconds later, and I was staring at Webber’s face with the sky framed around him.

“Baby,” he said. “Are you okay?”