Chapter 38
Little whore had grown into a real fighter. But hell, she was probably almost as tall as Dwayne was now. Beautiful, with nice tits and an ass worth grabbing. It had been a long time since he’d been with a woman even half as hot as this one.
He wrapped his hand in long, silky dark hair. He dragged her toward his truck.
Damned thing was good for one thing, at least. Back seat was big enough for what he had in mind.
The girl kicked at him. She caught him in the knee that hadn’t been right since the wreck that had killed Kevin. Dwayne reached out and slapped her across that beautiful face. “Don’t even think about doing that again.”
He spread his hand over her stomach. Right over where that bastard Kurtland Chase’s baby grew.
“I know. You’re going to do exactly what I say, or your baby will go the same way Kev did.
Got me? We’ll just finish what we started fifteen years ago.
Remember, bitch. What goes around comes around.
We’ve both been chasing the same death, now haven’t we? ”