Page 65 of Rebellious

“Motherfucker, if you enjoy being out of your cast, leave Mattie the fuck alone,” Diesel barked, scowling.

Tio smirked. “I thought it was only Rebel you were so protective of.”

“Shut it, boy,” Bash warned, not taking his pale green gaze off Kendall. “Before I fucking throw you out the window.”

The threat reminded Kendall of her job and she rolled her eyes. “No one’s throwing anyone out of the fucking window. Please don’t force me to deal with security.”

Bash nodded, oddly subdued. “Thanks for the reminder, Kendall.”

The door that granted access to the private unit opened and CJ walked out, along with Ryan and Grant.

“Hey, Matt,” CJ greeted, walking to them. He hugged Mattie, then kissed Kendall’s cheek. “Aunt Kendall.”

“My God, CJ, you’re a little taller than me,” Kendall said in shock, not realizing how her nephew had sprouted up.

CJ grinned.

“Hey, CJ,” Rory said hesitantly. “I’m sorry we took so long. Mom held us up.”

“She would’ve done me a great favor if she would’ve fucking left you and Uncle Johnnie,” CJ said, still smiling. He nodded to Mattie. “C’mon—”

“Excuse you, CJ,” Johnnie started, forever the asshole.

CJ glowered at him.

“I am your uncle and a fucking officer. We have visitors and you will respect me!”

“CJ, I didn’t text you to get Matt to enrage with this motherfucker,” Axel grumped from where he stood next to Diesel.

“Engage, boy,” Outlaw corrected.

“C’mon, Matt,” CJ started again, not giving Axel a chance to respond.

Kendall released Mattie’s hand, her head pounding too much to understand the fine nuances of the situation.

Mattie started forward but Johnnie clamped his hand on Mattie’s shoulder so fast, she stumbled.

“You aren’t going any fucking where with that arrogant asshole, Matilda—”

“Motherfucker, I’m tired of warning you about my daughter,” Kendall gritted. “Get your fucking hands off her before I break the fucking fingers you have left.”

“I’m her father too and I’m not hurting her!”

Not physically, but he was terrorizing her in a completely different manner. After they got home from the hospital yesterday, Kendall put in a call to Anne Phillips. She wanted to know her options. Since the attorney hadn’t called her back, she’d planned to drive to Boise tomorrow and use Charlotte as an excuse.

God! Charlotte was dead.

No wonder Kendall hadn’t heard from Brooks. Concerned about his state, she’d tried calling him, but he didn’t pick up or respond to any of her voice or text messages.

“I want to see Rebel, Daddy.”

Kendall’s grief and misery burst at Mattie’s small tone.

“Johnnie, get your fuckin’ hand off your girl. Let CJ take her back to see Rebel,” Outlaw said coldly. “Kendall, you gotta know—”

“Stay out of it. This is a fucking matter between my wife and children,” Johnnie barked, focusing on Axel. “Why the fuck did you think CJ needed to get Matilda, you interfering little asshole?”

“Johnnie—” Outlaw started.