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Now, I’ll get mine.

I’ll avenge my family and kill every person responsible.

But first, I have to deal with this fucking woman.

What the fuck do I do with her?

I could bail and let her hang out in there alone.

If Melissa were here, she’d get mad if I left Genesis vulnerable.

For my sister’s sake, I swing open the cathedral door and step inside. Genesis is hunched forward in a back-row pew, shivering and dripping wet.

I slump down next to her and keep my voice low. “I’ll kill them.” My tone turns harsh. “Now, will you get your ass in the car and go the fuck home?”

She stares forward. “I’ll go home if you go home.”

“My home burned down.” I don’t mean for my response to sound pitying.

Her attention whips to me, the reality of my words hitting her.

While I have my own home, it’s never felt likehome. It doesn’t have the warmth of family like my parents’ house did. I’ve never been a people person, but my family was the exception. I enjoyed spending time with them.

You know who I don’t enjoy spending time with?

This woman here.

She’s pulling up too many memories.

She reminds me of the lightness inside my family.

My sister and mother.

I can’t fucking stand that.

To get my mind off problems, I usually do one of two things:

Kill someone.

Fuck someone.

Melissa would’ve definitely kicked my ass if I did the first to her friend.

She’d have also kicked my ass if I did the second.

But out of the two, I’d prefer option two.

Genesis’s breathing hitches when I lower my hand to her thigh and slowly inch it up her skirt. Goose bumps spread over her skin. She parts her thighs farther, still gazing straight ahead.

I tilt my head down so only she can hear me. “Do you want to go back to my place? Where I lay my head at night?” My eyes are glued to her, and my cock hardens as I sweep my hand closer to her pussy.