Lost In Our Darkness (Demons Of Darkness Book 2) by Elizabeth Hayes Page B

with her. I smiled instantly as he reached out for me.
    “Mama,” he cooed as I pressed a kiss to his head.
    “So do I even want to know what the screaming is all about out there?” Cheyenne asked me.
    “Nope.” I stood up and put Zaiden on the floor as I held his hands. We walked back out of the kitchen as Payne walked out from the girls’ rooms with Alex following close behind with a smile on her face. I wanted to be mad, to feel something—jealousy or anger—but nothing came. I looked back down at Zaiden as he started taking steps in the opposite direction. I let Zaiden lead me around the room until he started bouncing on his short little legs and screaming Dada. I looked up to see Nix walking towards us with a pissed of Zoelle. As soon as he heard Zaiden yelling for him he turned towards us. I let go of his hands and he took wobbly steps towards Nix. One. Two. Three. Four steps before be started to stumble. I caught him before he fell, steadying him as he continued on his track to Nix.
    Nix bent down, ignoring Zoelle. When we were closer I let go of Zaiden again and let him walk the final steps to his dad. Nix scooped him up as Zoelle started to scream at him. He turned to her with anger in his eyes. "Don't. Not in front of my son Zoe. We will deal with this later. Go home." She looked as though she wanted to say something else. Instead she turned on her heel and marched out the front door.
     "Sorry about that Trix."
    I gave him a reassuring smile. Not wanting to speak. Unfortunately for me when I looked at Nix with Zoelle, I did feel something. Pain, jealousy, anger, and most of all hurt.
    She was his wife, something I threw away because I wanted my son to live. And seeing that she stayed and had a daughter with the man I loved was causing me more pain than it caused when I walked away from him.
     "You’re thinking again."
    I looked up at two of the most important men in my life. "I am."
    "Stop."
    "I can't."
    "Come on." He threw his arm around me and walked me back to his room, Zaiden still in his arms.
    I cleaned up the coke residue on the nightstand and put the mirror and leftover coke in a drawer that was high enough that Zaiden couldn't reach it.
    "Why don't you stick around for a while. I have to talk to the guys then I'll take you home.”
    I nodded, but only because I didn't have a car or any way to get home. I suppose I could have asked Nitro but he was more than likely one of the guys Nix needed to talk to.
    He finished getting dressed as Zaiden climbed over and sat on my lap. I looked at him. He stared back at me with his green eyes. The same green eyes as Nix only Zaiden’s were full of innocence. An innocence I knew wouldn't last forever. But for as long as I could I would make sure it stayed intact.
     
     

    So many decisions that needed to be made and they would all end with me losing someone I cared for. Trix wouldn't stick around forever if I chose Zoe. And Zoe wouldn't stick around at all if I picked Trix. In the end I would lose. Zoe would go back to Angelo's compound. At least I knew my little girl would be safe. But for how long? And would I really be able to let her go?
    Fuck. I had enough shit on my plate right now and I needed to focus on the upcoming run to Angelo's.
    I sat in my office and waited for the guys to join me. Venom was the first one in the door and was giving me dirty looks. I knew he didn’t like the idea of Trix and me anymore then Zoelle did.  I knew what he thought though. He didn’t bother sugarcoating it either. He thought she and I together were loose cannons. Maybe we were but that’s what made us feel so right. Not that we could truly be together, not now at least.
    The room started to fill, Payne walking in last behind Nitro. Payne just stared at me. Nitro looked as though he had something to say to me but was holding it back for now. It didn’t matter though, right now I had more important things to think about. I had to decide who I was sending on the run