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Authors: Nicole Jacquelyn

Craving Absolution (27 page)

Chapter 43

Farrah


Don’t!” I cried as Grease wrapped his arms around Cody, wrenching him from the bed.


You okay?” Slider asked, deliberately avoiding looking at where I’d leaked through my white halter, making it practically transparent.


I’m fine, we were just talking!” I yelled as Cody went limp against Grease, his eyes on mine. “We’re fine, baby. Right? We were just talking,” I called to him softly.

The look on his face made my stomach clench in fear.

“Why don’t you sleep in another room tonight, yeah?” Dragon said quietly to Cody. “Have a cooler head in the morning.”

I didn
’t know why they were so worried, and it annoyed the hell out of me that they’d barged in when they had. Other couples in the club had knock-down, drag-out fights and they didn’t step in, so why the hell were they bothering us? Cody would rather cut off his own arm than take his anger out on a woman; it was the very reason we were yelling in the first place.


No, I want you to stay with me!” I cried out, wrapping one arm around my chest as I knelt on the bed, reaching out for him.


I’ll see you in the morning, Ladybug,” he told me gently, shrugging off Grease’s arm to come toward me. “You sleep in here with CeeCee. Okay, baby?”


I want you to sleep with me,” I whispered back, wrapping my arms around his waist and digging my nails into his cut.

He shook his head.
“Let’s talk again in the morning.”


Why won’t you stay with me?” I whimpered, scared as hell for him to leave me with that look on his face. “We’ll just go to sleep, we don’t have to talk.”

The other men in the room were watching us closely, and I hated that they saw me like that. My mask was gone, it had shattered completely the day I
’d given birth to Cecilia, leaving the emotions that I’d always kept hidden were out there for the world to see.


I love you. Feed our daughter and get some sleep,” he ordered, leaning down to kiss me softly.


I love you too. Please stay.”

He reached back to pull my hands from his cut and stepped back before turning to walk silently out of the room with Dragon and Grease, leaving Slider
and me alone.


You sure you’re okay?” he asked, sitting on the bed as Callie walked in with a pissed-off Cecilia in her arms.


I told you I was fine,” I replied dully, taking the baby and throwing a receiving blanket over my shoulder before settling her at my breast. “We were just talking.”


Yeah, well, it didn’t sound like talking,” he commented as Callie walked silently back out of the room.


He was yelling, yes. But Cody would never hurt me.”


I know that, baby girl.” Slider reached out to pat my knee. “But we heard enough of it. Boy’s got some messed-up shit in his head right now.”


He’s—” My voice broke as I rubbed Cecilia’s tiny back. “He’s having a hard time with the stuff that happened in Portland.”


Yeah, I figured as much, but tonight proved it.” He shook his head. “Me and the boys’ll have a word with him tonight, see if we can’t knock some sense into him.”


You better not touch him or I’ll feed you your balls,” I said, completely serious.


Shit, Farrah, I’m not gonna hurt the kid. Just need to get some shit straight with him. That clusterfuck in Portland was not his fault. Not in any way. Ramon’s daughter was a crazy bitch who shot me and would have killed me if she’d had the chance.”


Do you think he’ll be okay?” I asked tearfully, wishing that Cody weren’t somewhere else in the club dealing with that shit by himself.


He’ll be fine, darlin’. Probably in your bed before morning.” He leaned forward to kiss my head before standing from the bed. “Gonna sleep here at the club for the night if you need me or Vera.”


Okay,” I answered as he left the room, pulling the broken door mostly shut behind him.

I unlatched a sleepy Cecilia, making her cry as I pulled back the blankets and sheets on the bed so I could cover us up. As soon as I
’d turned off the light and was comfortable on my side, I cuddled her up next to me and gave her the opposite breast, rubbing her head softly as she latched back on.

My head throbbed as I
worried about Cody and thought about how all the puzzle pieces fit together.

My man was a protector
; there was no doubt about that. I thought about how hard it would have been for him when his parents were killed, knowing that the sister he had been taught to protect was in danger and there wasn’t anything he could do about it. The men they’d been up against would have swatted fifteen-year-old Cody away like a pesky fly, and I gave a quick thank-you to God that he’d been too smart to go against them alone. It must have galled him to leave the protection to Grease while he was away at school, and been scary as hell for him knowing that Gram was still in San Diego where the murderers lived.

I wondered vaguely if he
’d started protecting me during my downward spiral because he knew it was something he could do.
Protect Farrah from herself—piece of cake.
Only, I hadn’t made it easy for him. I’d fought him and snuck around and generally made his job infinitely harder whenever I could, determined to prove that I could take care of myself.

As my mind wandered through the different threads of Cody
’s words, I suddenly realized that my best friend, Callie, wasn’t the only one in that family dealing with survivor’s guilt. Cody was obviously feeling it too, but not only for his parents.

The situation Callie
had gone through, my idiocy that he’d witnessed and tried to stop, and not being able to do anything during the attack on Brenna had built up the idea in his head that he wasn’t doing enough. That he was failing somehow at protecting his family.

Killing Carmella had just been the icing on a shit cake that had been baking for years. No wonder he
’d finally lost it.

I hoped that Slider and the rest of the guys would be able to help him out. They had a ton of experience with problems
like that—the ones that kept them up at night because of the things they done and hadn’t done.


Your daddy is having a hard time,” I whispered to sleeping Cecilia, pulling my nipple out of her mouth so I could smooth down my halter. “You’re just gonna have to give him lots of love tomorrow, okay? Mama will too.”

I fell asleep
hoping that at some point in the night he’d crawl into bed with me.

But h
e didn’t.

Chapter 44

Farrah

Cody
’s bike was gone the next day when Cecilia and I woke up.

Slider told me that they
’d had a good talk and he thought they’d gotten shit straightened out, but I didn’t buy it. If Cody had his shit straightened out, he would have come to me. He wouldn’t have left the club without a word at the ass crack of dawn.

I felt
. . . defeated. I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to do to help Cody deal with the shit in his head. If the men who knew the life best hadn’t been able to get through to him, I didn’t think anything would.


Hey, Farrah!” a voice called behind me as I latched Cecilia’s car seat into the base in the backseat of my car. “You mind giving me and Cameron a ride to our apartment?”

I turned away from the car to find Tommy striding toward me, his hand on Cameron
’s shoulder, almost dragging the poor kid with him.


Sure,” I replied dully, my gaze shooting to Cameron as he made a weird noise in his throat. “Hop in.”

Cameron was trying to tell me something—his eyes
were huge—but I couldn’t tell if he was just pissed at his dad, which was a normal occurrence, or something was actually wrong. I watched them round the hood of my car, Tommy speaking quietly to Cameron until they reached the passenger side doors. Then he gave Cam a little shove, as if reminding him to climb in the car.

Weird.

“So, where are we going?” I asked calmly, my eyes moving from the road in front of me to my rearview mirror, where I could see Cameron shaking in the backseat. We’d just passed through the gates when I felt something hard press into my side.


You’re going to keep driving and go north on I-5. Once you’re doing that, we’ll talk again,” Tommy answered in a cold voice, making my head snap sideways.


What are you doing?” I gasped in surprise.


Makin’ sure you don’t do anything stupid.”


I never do anything stupid. It doesn’t take a gun in my side for me to make that choice,” I said, my mind racing. What the hell was Tommy thinking? Cody was going to kill him.


Shut the fuck up,” he shot back, jabbing me in the side. “Don’t wanna hear your smart mouth.”

I closed my mouth quickly, my eyes meeting Cameron
’s in the rearview mirror. I finally understood the wide eyes. It was fear.


Where do you want me to go?” I asked quietly as I heard Cecilia start making noise in her car seat. “North or south?


North,” he ordered.


Okay, do you know where we’re going?” I was trying to keep my voice calm as Cecilia started whimpering in the backseat. I should have fed her before we left, but the drive between the club and my apartment wasn’t long, and I’d thought I would have time to get her home before she started to fuss.


I know where we’re going,” he replied. “Cameron, keep her quiet!”

I glanced back to see Cameron leaning toward Cecilia
, doing something to quiet her down, but jerked my eyes toward the road again when I felt the gun push into my side.


Why are you doing this?” I asked quietly, noting the familiar sensation of a panic attack beginning at my fingertips.

I
’m okay. I’m okay. No, no, I’m not. But I can breathe.
My thoughts spun as I struggled not to hyperventilate.
I can breathe. This is just my body playing tricks on me. I can breathe.


Well, Farrah, I’ll tell you why,” Tommy said seriously as he leaned against the passenger door. “Cody killed my woman and my kid, so I’m gonna take his. And then we’ll be even.”

More than one of Tommy
’s kids had been killed, and his words didn’t make any sense.


What do you mean, Tommy?” I asked meekly. “Casper didn’t have anything to do with the fire.”


No, no, not the fire. That was Carmella,” he informed me sadly, his chin dropping to his chest. “She got greedy.”


What?” I was so confused, I looked back again to make eye contact with Cameron, and saw the tears rolling down his face.


Carmella?”


Yeah, been seeing her on the side for a while, ya know?”

No, no
, I hadn’t known. I don’t think anyone had.


Visited her when I was up in Portland. Hot-as-fuck college girl—who could resist?”

Holy shit.

“Knocked her up,” he announced in the silent car. “Told her we could still be together, knew Trish’d look the other way.”


So she lit your house on fire?” I asked for verification, bile rising in my throat.


Didn’t do it herself, I know that. I was with her that night.”

Oh
God.
I looked to Cameron again, and he’d curled into himself on the seat, silently rocking back and forth.


Why didn’t you say anything?” I whispered, almost to myself.


What was there to say? Carmella had my loyalty, just like Trish. Wasn’t going to pull the club into our business.” He reached up to scratch his head, and for just a moment, I considered running us off the road. If the kids hadn’t been in the backseat, I would have.


I thought you loved Trisha?”


I did love Trisha!” he yelled suddenly, digging the gun into my side again. “Loved her since the moment I laid eyes on her at fifteen years old!”

I said nothing as I continued to drive.
Who knew what would set him off, and I was afraid with one wrong word he’d shoot me and we’d all be dead. He made me take an exit off the freeway an hour later, and continued to give directions as we drove over back road after back road.

Finally we stopped in the middle of a clearing at the end of a long gravel logging road.

“Bought this property a while back,” he commented, unbuckling his seat belt and rolling down his window. “Figure I’ll get some camping gear and we can camp out until the house gets built.”


Camp out?” I asked, horror making my throat tight.


Yeah.” He nodded as Cecilia woke back up with a scream.


You need to feed her?” Tommy asked calmly, his eyes watching me intently.


That’s probably what she wants,” I replied.


Then feed the poor girl.”

Oh my God
. His moods were giving me whiplash. I couldn’t figure out if he was crazy or way smarter than everyone thought.

I unbuckled my seat
belt and was reaching for the door handle when he set the gun on the dash and gripped my thigh. “Cameron, hand Cecilia up here to Farrah so she don’t have to get outta the car,” he ordered.

His eyes never left mine as Cameron started fiddling with Cecilia
’s buckles, finally handing her to me through the space between the two front seats. She stopped screaming as I took her in my arms, and immediately started rooting around at my halter top. Why hadn’t I brought a change of clothes to the clubhouse the night before?


Cam, can you hand me the little pink blanket with the yellow stars, please?” I asked quietly, trying to hold my top in place as Cecilia’s little fingers grasped at it.


No blanket,” Tommy ordered, watching Cecilia. “In fact, take that top off. It’s in her way.”

My hand shook as I started to raise one side of my halter.

“You not hear what I said to you?” he asked conversationally. “Take the whole thing off. Ain’t no one here to see you but me and Cam. Boy’s gotta learn sometime.”

I turned my head to meet Cameron
’s eyes, and his face flushed in embarrassment and shame as he broke eye contact and looked at his feet. The halter tied behind my neck and back, and I used one hand to slowly reach around and pull the strings. It fell off, covering Cecilia’s face for a moment before I whisked it off of her, giving her access to the nipple near her face.

My stomach turned as I tried to wrap my arms more closely around her to hide my
other breast, but it was no use. They were too big to hide with my arms, and the nipple she wasn’t connected to started to leak, dripping breast milk onto my arm.

My eyes closed in mortification as my breathing started to falter.
You can breathe. Your body is playing tricks on you. You can breathe.


That’s right,” Tommy whispered gently, making me flinch as he reached out to touch the back of Cecilia’s head gently. “Tastes good, doesn’t it, sweetheart?”

My stomach clenched in revulsion.

“I loved when Trish nursed our babies,” Tommy told me as he moved his hand to wipe the milk off my arm with one finger, then brought it to his mouth to suck it off. “Breast milk’s so fuckin’ sweet. Like candy.” He reached forward again, and I held myself still by sheer force of will as he pressed down gently and slid his hand down my breast, making it leak even more.


Trish never had much to spare, only got my taste after the kids were done. Looks like you got plenty to share, though,” he commented with a tender smile, making my stomach roll as he ran his finger over and around my nipple.


Look at those pretty nipples, Cam,” Tommy called into the backseat, never taking his eyes off me. “Perfect for feeding babies and men.”

Oh God. Oh God.

Cecilia’s mouth went slack on my nipple, and I knew what that meant, so I leaned her up on my chest and started to pat her back gently. She let out a large belch and immediately started rooting around again as Tommy laughed like a hyena.

As I moved her face toward my still leaking nipple, Tommy stopped laughing and his eyes zeroed in
on my newly freed breast, red and wet from her mouth.


Lean up here, Cam,” he called, waving his hand lazily.

I saw Cameron move out of the corner of my eye, but I couldn
’t take my eyes from Tommy. I wasn’t sure what he was going to do, but I ached for the poor boy who was moving as slowly as he could toward the front of the car. At least Cecilia had no idea what was going on; Cameron was living it all in vivid Technicolor.


You see that?” Tommy told Cameron, using his hand to press Cameron’s face toward me. He met my eyes before dropping them to glance at my breast, and then immediately raising them to me in mortified apology. That was when my eyes filled with tears for the first time since the whole thing began.

It’s okay, Cam,
I tried to tell him silently. Everything’s going to be okay.


Beautiful, huh?” Tommy said teasingly, pushing Cameron back into the backseat. “Looks like she’s done.”

I glanced down to find the baby asleep at my breast, and my heart thumped. Shit, now what?

Then it dawned on me.

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