Book: Damaged and the Cobra
Quotes of Book: Damaged and the Cobra
What?" Judd growled and I had to admit Tawny was right about him sounding like a dog when he did that. Turning around, I noticed two of Cooper's club guys standing behind us. "What's your deal, O'Keefe?" one guy asked while the other avoided Judd's hateful gaze. When no one responded, the big bald guy looked me up and down. "She's tiny. How does fucking even work?" Aaron shifted next to me, now looking as hostile as Judd. "Back off, Mac." "Just curious. I've never fucked a tiny chick." "You shouldn't talk about a man's girl that way especially when she's carrying his kid," Cooper warned, clearly wanting to jump in, but holding back so not to emasculate Aaron. Farah said guys in the club were testing Cooper lately because they sensed weakness in his leadership. I couldn't imagine anyone looking at Cooper without fearing his wrath. Even if they didn't fear Cooper, they ought to fear his enforcers. After all, Judd was glaring at Mac like waiting for any reason to attack. Sensing a back story to this pissing match, I knew Mac was about to say something nasty even before he opened his mouth. "I hear chicks get big tits when they're knocked up. Certainly can't hurt with this one." Why Mac was starting shit didn't matter. Aaron threw the punch and the bar immediately exploded into violence. Judd was waiting for a reason to attack while Cooper and Vaughn were always up for a fight. Aaron hit Mac again as the bigger guy stumbled back. I thought of grabbing a chair and helping my man, but Tawny pulled me away. Soon, we were hiding under a table where Farah crouched with wide eyes. "Aaron needs to stake his claim and protect his woman," Tawny said, cuddled next to Farah. "If you help him, it's like you're cutting off his balls and tossing them in your purse. Immature or not, these guys need to be men or they get insecure. Can't have that. book-quotejudd-and-tawnyfarahcooperDo you think I have good character?" "The best." Smiling, she ran her fingers down my cheek and tapped the cobra's face. "I'm really loyal," Lark said, focusing on the snake instead of me. "My mom said I get stuck in the mud a lot. If I like something, I just like it forever. I don't change. I wasn't just saying that the first night." Leaning down, I kissed her "And you like me?" "I should play coy, right? I should make you work for it, but I can't. I don't want to lie, so I'll just tell the truth. I like you more than I've liked any guy ever. I'm a little obsessed with you. Like if you dumped me, I would stalk you." My smile widened. "Your honesty is really hot." "Would you stalk me if I dumped you?" "Of course not," I said, pulling a blanket over us. "I wouldn't need to because I'd kidnap you and keep you as my muse slave." "I'd escape. I'm wily like that." "I bet you would, but we'll never have to find out." Lark and I stared at each other as if waiting for the other one to be brave enough to say it. "You're mine," I whispered. "No one else." Lark gave a gentle smile like in the studio. "I love you too." Finally, it was out in the open. The words sounded perfect and natural. "I loved you last weekend," I admitted. "I should have said that, but I was a jackass." "I loved you on our first date. I would have mentioned it, but I'm a bigger jackass." Laughing, I leaned her back on the couch. "I want to celebrate the love between two jackasses." "No," she said, squirming free. "I want to be on top. I like exploring." "And what you like, you'll always like." Tugging off her tee, Lark grinned. "I'll be an old woman and still enjoying my cobra. Oh, and the hot guy attached to it. book-quotelovejackassA loser like Larry didn't deserve a fine vintage car like Gloria. The Corvette Stingray had been lovingly restored by a jackass who named his car, yet treated his kids like afterthoughts. I planned to lovingly tear the fucking thing apart. "Have your fun then we'll torch it and get a beer," Vaughn said, yawning. "Did anyone see you?" I asked just to annoy him. My question worked like a charm and Vaughn squinted disgusted at me then walked over to a large rock where he sat down and looked at his phone. Swinging the bat, I smashed out the taillight. As painful as it was to tear apart such a beautiful car, Lark needed vengeance. In my mind, I wasn't hitting the Corvette. I was destroying every person who ever hurt my girl. Every stepfather who hit her, mocked her, and ignored her. I imagined the hung over fucker who let her little brother die. I even pictured her mother who chose the latest fuck over her own kids. I hated them all for every tear Lark ever shed. If I couldn't hunt them down, I'd destroyed the prized possession of the latest bastard to mistreat my muse. Smashing the windows, the lights, denting the cherry red doors, I trashed the car until I was out of breath. Eventually, I grabbed a blade and tore the tires, just to finish off my rage. "Wuss," Vaughn said, standing over me as I leaned against the car. "Shame about Gloria. She was a beauty." "I haven't been to the batting cage in awhile. I think I pulled something" "Sure," Vaughn muttered, yanking me to my feet. "Let's light this little bitch up and get a beer." "I need to get home to Lark." "Are you fucking kidding me? I steal this car for you and don't even get to trash it and you won't have a beer with me? What an asshole." "Please, don't cry," I said, patting his shoulder. "I don't have the energy to hold you until your sobs turn to baby hiccups." Vaughn laughed. "I miss Judd. The guy knew how to drink a beer and he didn't mind when I pissed myself weeping like a chick." "The guy is the epitome of patience," I said, picking up the container of gas. "Or indifference. He always did seem a little bored when you two were talking." "You looking to have me use that bat on you, is that it?" Grinning, I splashed gasoline on Gloria, careful not to have the liquid hit me. Once the car was thoroughly drenched, Vaughn lit a match. book-quotevaughndestroy-gloria-the-carCooper nodded. "I'd so do this shit, if Farah let me." Vaughn made the sound of a snapping whip and the whipped guys frowned at him. He just smiled. "Ah, having control over my balls is so wonderful. You boys should beg your women to let you have them back for the night. Maybe if you promise to do the dishes or wash the floor or some other shit job, they'll agree." "Vaughn," Cooper said, giving his enforcer a dark glare, "when you meet a girl and lose your mind over her, we're going to enjoy mocking you. I mean, it'll be a fucking sport and we'll trip over each other to be the next one to screw with you." "Hell, if I ever lose my mind over a girl, I'll be too fucking stupid to care what you assholes say. Likely, I'll have suffered a brain injury or some shit. In that case, you'll be mocking a disabled man and that's not cool." "He has a point," Tucker said like he was sensitive now. "You're all idiots," I muttered. "It's rather frightening how any of you will carry on your defective genetic material into the future generation." "Said the guy who got his girlfriend pregnant on accident," Vaughn said and high fived Tucker. book-quotetuckervaughncooper
