Adam smiled, but it was a bitter thing. “Oh, but I do, sweetheart. Good luck with him. He can be hard to handle. I’ll let Liam know that he can take my place. Or hell, you can handle the whole op since you’re the big bad Dom.”
“Adam, calm down.” Jake practically growled.
“You don’t fucking top me, Jake. Screw you. Ten fucking years and this is how it ends.” He opened the door and slammed it, the crash clanging through the room with a thud of finality.
“Why is he so mad?” All of the joy that had come with making love to Jake had fled. She was right back to feeling vulnerable.
“Because he’s an asshole who wanted to be first. Get dressed, Serena. We have to find him, and you’re going to have to convince him you still want him. He took everything we said wrong. Goddamn it. This is my fault. I knew I should have waited.” He stalked to the bathroom and closed the door.
Serena looked at it and wondered if both doors hadn’t just closed forever.
Chapter Twelve
Jake stalked down the hallway after Adam. He couldn’t have gotten too far.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
What the hell had he been thinking? He hadn’t been thinking at all. He and Adam had talked about this. Begin as you mean to go. That was their motto. Start together and let the woman bond to both of them. But Jake hadn’t been thinking about that. He’d been focused on Serena. He’d gripped her hand, a little afraid that if he let go, she might walk away. The happiness he’d seen in her eyes was gone, replaced with utter uncertainty.
Yes, Jake knew he was at fault. And he was still seriously considering beating the shit out of Adam when he found him.
“Hey, was I not supposed to send Adam back?” Glen asked. He’d been a monitor at Sanctum since Ian had opened the club. He knew all about Adam and Jake’s proclivities. Jake couldn’t blame him. It was what they did. They shared women.
“Don’t worry about it. Which way did he go?”
Glen pointed toward the bar. Of course. Adam would head straight for the Scotch or the vodka or whatever the hell else was trendy this week. He was being an asshole.
“Maybe I should go change.” Serena struggled to keep up with him.
He slowed down. Adam wasn’t the only one making an ass of himself. Serena was unsure and scared, and she’d just had her first sex in years and what had her Dom done? Her Dom had shoved her into her clothes and made her race through the club.
He groaned and pulled her close. “Serena, baby, I’m sorry.”
Her head shook against his chest. “It’s my fault. You said we shouldn’t do anything.”
“No. It was bound to happen. And Adam will come around. He’s just pissed, and he’s pissed at me.” He better be pissed at me. If Adam was mad at Serena, then they really would fight. He kissed her forehead. They should still be in bed. He should be cuddling her close. Hell, Adam should have tossed off his clothes and climbed in with them.
“I don’t know about that,” she said sadly. “I screw up a lot.”
He tilted her head up. “No. Not this time. You were perfect, baby. Don’t you forget that. And you’re mine. Mine and Adam’s. Don’t forget that, either. Go and get dressed, and we’ll take you home. I gotta warn you. He’s going to want equal time.”
Adam would most likely take more than equal time, but Jake was willing to give it. He’d fucked up. And he’d do just about anything to see Serena smile again.
She shook her head. “He doesn’t seem interested now. It doesn’t matter. I would really like to head home. I’m tired.”
He held his temper in check. It wasn’t directed at her. He kissed her again. “Serena, I meant what I said before. We’re together now. I won’t allow you to pull away because it got a little scary. Now go and change. We’ll all talk when we get home.”
She nodded, but there didn’t seem to be a lot of hope in her eyes. She walked into the locker room. Jake turned and found his quarry. Adam was standing in the bar, talking to Liam. He was probably telling Liam how he could take over his assignment now that Jake had stolen the girl. Drama queen. Goddamn it.
Adam didn’t even look up as Jake walked into the bar area.
“So you’ll need to coordinate with Jake,” Adam was saying.
“You, fucker. Do you have any idea what you just did to her?” He knew he should start with apologies, but that sad look on her face was too fresh in his mind. She was in the locker room all alone because Adam hadn’t been able to hold his own fucking feelings in.
Adam turned his face up. “I certainly know what you just did to her. Let’s see. You fucked her. You claimed her. I believe your words were something like ‘You’re mine. All fucking mine.’”
Liam hopped off his barstool. “I am not getting in the middle of this. You two need to work this out. And Adam, I ain’t taking your place. Not until Ian tells me to. This is a fucking job. This ain’t about your love life. She’s still in some sort of danger. Put your dick aside. You’re getting paid to do a job. This is exactly why Ian told you to stay away from her.”
He started to walk away. Jake got ready to lay into Adam, but Liam turned back.
“You two are supposed to be fucking partners. Fucking partners don’t split because one partner did something stupid. You two better get your shit together. You have no idea what it’s like to be alone. No fucking idea.” Liam didn’t wait for a reply. He stalked away.
Alone. Jake had been alone most of his life, even among his family. No one had understood him. He’d been that trashy Dean kid who hadn’t lived in anything nicer than an apartment or Army barracks until he’d become Adam’s roommate. Hell, a good portion of his life had been spent in communes or living in his dad’s truck because his parents wanted to find nature or some shit. It might have been nice if his parents had paid a moment’s attention to him, but they were far too busy finding themselves to deal with their kids.
Adam had taught him most of what he knew about moving through society. Adam had been his touchstone. Adam had been the first time he’d truly connected with another human being. He didn’t want to sleep with Adam, but he cared about him deeply. He couldn’t imagine his life without Adam. But now he couldn’t imagine it without Serena, either.
“I am sorry, Adam.”