Harper's Little Spitfire (Harper's Series) (40 page)

It wasn’t like they were exclusive. They never went anywhere other than her house or Logan’s. They were keeping her to themselves at home, but as soon as they were out, it was a completely different story. She wasn’t a doormat. They weren’t going to use her when they wanted to. Not a chance in hell that was happening.

Turning the water off, she stepped out, wrapped a towel around herself and stormed back into her room. If they wanted to continue being with other women while they were with her, they had another thing coming.

Walking straight to her walk-in robe, she removed everything that she had of theirs. Shirts, jackets, shoes, cologne. Pictures of all of them together sat on her dresser, hallway wall and some out in the lounge room. Grabbing all of them from her room, she threw them in the box with all their other crap

Bri and Lilly followed her as she ripped every single photo of them off her wall and threw them in the box.

“Sage, what are you doing?” Lilly questioned.

“Removing every part of the Harper boys from my house and life,” she spat out.

“Don’t you think that’s a bad idea? Why don’t you call them and ask them about last night. I’m sure they have a perfectly good answer as to why they were there.”

Sage spun around and faced her two friends. “Oh, let me just call them and have them lie to me. Do you think I’m that stupid? Why would I give them the opportunity to tell me what I want to hear and lie more, Lilly?” She growled.

“Sorry I spoke,” Lilly grumbled.

“Sage, you can yell and bitch all you want at me, but think this through properly before you make any rash decisions. You love them.”

She stopped in the hallway, dropped the box and slid down the wall. “It hurt seeing them with her, Bri. If you would have seen—”

Both Bri and Lilly dropped beside her. “I know it did, sweetie.”

“I don’t know if I can see or talk to them after what I saw last night. Could you if it was someone that you loved?”

“Personally, I’d kick their asses to the curb and move on, but you have loved all of them since you were little, Sage. They need to have that opportunity to tell you their side of the story.”

“I don’t want to get hurt again,” Sage sobbed.

“I know. Let’s go back into your room and order in. We’ll think of something, Sage. We look after each other.”

~~*~~*~~

L
ogan paced back and forth while Caleb was on the phone. He hadn’t heard from Sage since the previous night. He had sent several text messages to her but no reply. He knew she turned her phone off when she went out with the girls, but it was around noon and still no answer.

He turned and faced Caleb. “Anything?”

Caleb shook his head and continued talking on the phone. What if something happened to her? The girls knew to ring one of them straight away if it regarded Sage.

Caleb hung his phone up and sat down. “Have you tried the girls?”

“Yep, several times. All their phones are switched off still,” Caleb grumbled.

“What the hell is going on? It’s not like Sage to have her phone off this long, but the girls as well? Fuck this. I’m going over to her place.”

Logan stomped off towards his room, pulled a shirt on and his boots and walked back out. As he entered the kitchen, Mac stood there death-staring Caleb.

“What’s wrong with you?”

“Pissed that my brothers are dumb asses.”

He looked at Caleb then back to Mac. “What have we done now that’s pissed you off?”

“The new club that we went to last night, to meet with the owner and talk about the new security team.”

“Yeah, what about it?”

“Sage was there with all the girls. She saw both of you with Sarah.”

“Okay, she’s Liam’s daughter.”

“Yeah. She saw you both on the dance floor with Sarah between you. Bro, it didn’t look like dancing to me.”

“Fuck.”

“She left crying after seeing you two practically fucking each other on the dance floor. Why in the hell would you even consider doing anything like that again with Sarah? She’s a troublemaker, Logan. She made our lives hell for years.”

“I was being nice since she’s the daughter of the owner of the club we just signed up to. No wonder her phone is off. She probably thinks we all hooked up or something.”

“If I was a chick, I’d think exactly that, Logan.”

“Shut up, dickhead. We need to get over to her house now before she does something stupid. Try ringing their phones again. If no one answers, leave a damn message.”

Logan headed for the door with Caleb and Mac in tow. He’d never considered the possibility of Sage being at the same club. He was only being nice; he really didn’t like Sarah at all. She was the one that started the rumour about all of them sleeping with one woman between them. Yeah, they did that, but it was kept between the ones that participated.

Jumping into his truck, he heard Caleb speaking into his phone, obviously leaving a message for either Sage or one of the girls.

Gripping the steering wheel, his foot flat to the floor, he screeched out of his drive and towards Sage’s house. He was a fucking idiot allowing Sarah to get between them. He tried several times pushing her away from him, but she kept coming back.

He was so close to throwing her over his shoulder, taking her back to her father and telling him exactly what his daughter really was like. But he shut his damn mouth and endured the time he was with her.

Jesus, he hoped he could get them out of this. The way Sage thought, he’d need a damn miracle to happen for them to get her trust back.

~~*~~*~~

S
age stumbled into the kitchen to refill her drink. Bri finally agreed with her. Although she had drank last night and woke with a hangover, she needed to numb herself against the pain she was feeling. So, margaritas it was.

Leaning against the bench, she waited till Bri came in right behind her lifting her glass, and attempting to pull a sad face, since her glass was empty.

Laughing, Bri said, “Aww, you poor baby.”

“Please, I can never get the mix right like you do,” Sage sulked.

“You’re such a suck ass. You just want me to make it ‘cause you can’t see what you’re doing.”

“I can see, just not that well,” Sage giggled.

Bri grabbed all of the ingredients and the mixer and started putting everything together. She held onto the bench as she wobbled slightly but straightened herself up.

The mixer turned on for a couple of seconds. She shifted closer to Bri, ready for her glass. “If you get any closer, I’ll think you’re trying to get into my pants, Sage.”

“I can’t help that you turn me on, Bri,” she slurred around a giggle.

“You’re so full of shit. Here. Don’t drink it too quickly. I’m not making another for you for another half-an-hour.”

She took the glass Bri handed her. “Yes, Mum.”

As she turned, yelling echoed towards her. Frowning, she turned to Bri. Shrugging, they both quickly moved to where the yelling was coming from.

Bri walked in front of her as they moved from the kitchen and into the lounge. Bri stopped suddenly in front of her and she ran into her, spilling half her drink.

“What the hell, Bri? That is all your fault, not mine.”

Lilly’s screams rung in her ears. Stepping around Bri, her arm shot out, stopping her. Pushing past it, she looked over at where Lilly stood and paled.

Her glass slipped from her hand and crashed to the floor right in front of her. Logan, Caleb and Mac stood there as Logan faced off with Lilly. Kaidence was right beside her, not allowing them through the door.

Logan’s eyes found hers. “Spitfire.”

Shaking her head, she spun around and ran towards her room.

“Sage!” Logan screamed after her.

Running down the hall, she slammed her door open and slipped inside of her room. Before she could turn around to close her door, arms wrapped around her and lifted her from the ground.

“Let me go!” she screamed.

“No,” Logan growled behind her.

Her legs kicked back, connecting with his shins. Logan groaned and tightened his grip on her.

“Stop, spitfire.”

“Let me the fuck go,” she yelled again.

She dug her nails into his arms and scratched his forearms right up to his elbows.

“Fuck!” he roared as he let her go.

She spun around and continually punched and slapped at his chest and face. He blocked half her movements, which frustrated her that she couldn’t hurt him the way he had her.

She swung her leg up and connected to his thigh. Cursing as pain radiated through her own leg, she did it again.

Logan was quicker than she was. His hand shot out and grabbed her around the ankle, holding her leg up in the air. His other hand propelled out and captured her arm. Lifting her up, he launched both of them towards her bed.

He crashed first with her on top, and then rolled them so she was under him.

He pressed her into her bed as he held her down.

“Let me go, Logan.”

“No,” he growled back.

She struggled against him, trying to loosen his hold on her. His grip hardened as he held on. He shifted above her, his knees pinning her down as one of his hands held hers above her head. His other sat just under her neck.

Breathing heavily, she went slack in his hold.

“Sage, it wasn’t what you think you saw,” he told her.

Someone banged on her door, and then someone yelled. It was enough of a distraction for Logan as he shifted above her.

She tilted her head forward and bit down on his arm hard.

“Shit, Sage!” he yelled.

She held on with her teeth.

“Let go.” He gritted out as her gripped her chin.

Shaking her head, the door behind her opened and closed quickly.

Logan pulled at his arm with her teeth, but she didn’t let go. She tasted the smallest amount of blood. Biting down harder, Logan eased up on his grip. Letting go of his arm, her knees bent up, she pushed her feet to his chest and shoved with all her might.

She knocked him off the bed and launched herself towards the door.

“Grab her.”

She screamed out as Caleb wrapped his arms around her, pinning them to her side and not allowing her to move at all. Her legs shifted back. Caleb rested against the wall and wrapped his leg around hers, practically hog-tying her to him in his hold.

Logan picked himself up off the floor and stalked towards her.

Swallowing the lump in her throat, she watched every movement he made.

He stopped in front of her, breathing heavily. He searched her eyes, looking for something. “Sage, it wasn’t what it looked like.”

“Really and what would that be, Logan?” she hissed.

“She’s the daughter of the owner at the club. We have to be nice to her, Sage.”

“Nice?” she laughed. Was he kidding? “What you were doing was far from nice. You were practically fucking each other on the dance floor!” she screamed with rage.

“I was trying to push her away.”

“Really? You were grinding against her, Logan, not pushing her away.” She looked over her shoulder at Caleb, “Let me go.”

Caleb shook his head and tightened his grip further.

“Ahhhh, I hate you both!” she yelled out. “How would you feel if you saw me with a
client’s
son, rubbing and grinding all over him?” She desperately wanted to do little air quotes around the word ‘client’s’, but they had both of her damn hands trapped.

Logan stepped right in her face. “I’d kill him for touching you. You belong to us, Sage,” he growled.

“Well, you know how I feel seeing you with that slut, Logan. She had her hands all over the both of you. It made me sick to my stomach, watching as she slid against you both.” Her body went slack in Caleb’s hold. She couldn’t do it anymore.

“Aww, shit, spitfire.” Caleb released her and Logan wrapped both his arms around her. She couldn’t stop the tears as they streamed down her face.

“Baby, don’t cry. It tears my heart apart seeing you like this,” Logan whispered against her ear.

“I thought you were finished with me and moving on to the next woman,” she cried into his chest.

Pulling away from her, Logan frowned. “What? Spitfire, you are the only one I want. No one holds my heart but you. You have always had it, from the first day we met.” Lifting her hand and placing it over his heart, he continued. “My heart beats only for you, Sage. The day it stops is the day you leave me. There is no reason for me to live if I don’t have you in my life, Sage. I love you, spitfire. I always have and always will till my last dying breath.”

She couldn’t contain her sobs as Logan told her he loved her.
Oh, my God, he loves me! Me!

Lifting her hands to his face, she whispered around her tears. “Every part of me has wanted you from day one. I never understood the feelings I had, but I do now. You are the only one I want.” She turned around and faced Caleb, “Both of you. I want both of you in my life. In my bed together. I love you, Caleb.” She lightly kissed him on his lips. She turned back to Logan. “And I love you, Logan.” She kissed him too. “I can’t imagine my life without either of you in it,” Sage murmured as she lightly nibbled on Logan’s lip.

Caleb’s hands gripped her hips as he pushed her into Logan.

Her hands pushed against Logan’s chest while Caleb nibbled on her ear. “I love you too, spitfire.”

Moaning at the sensation flowing through her system, and at Caleb telling her that he loved her too, she sighed.

Caleb’s hands slid up and over her breasts as Logan pulled her pants down. Her chest pushed out further into Caleb’s hands in need.

The moment her pants were at her ankles, Logan pushed his hand between her thighs, spreading them wide. Then his mouth was on her.

Caleb bit his way down her neck. She gasped at the short amount of pain then pleasure. Grounding her ass against him, she slid her hand behind her and rubbed over him through his jeans, desperately needing his bare skin next to hers.

Logan pushed two fingers inside of her. Whimpering, she gripped his shoulder as her legs began to shake.

“I can’t stand up, Logan,” she moaned out as he quickened his pace.

Pulling away from her, he lay back on the bed and pushed his jeans down. His hard, throbbing cock sprang free, and he wrapped his hand around himself.