is the fact you two care more about a club you never visit, a club you don’t own, instead of asking me how your sister has been.”
“She’s not our sister,” Paul said. William saw the other man grinding his teeth, but he didn’t give a shit.
“I beg to differ, friend. I believe the DNA test you demanded Daisy take, provided all the information you needed.”
“Don’t say her name here. She’s fucked up so much in our lives already,” David said.
Gabriel put a hand on his arm.
“You two pieces of shit,” William said. He had a lot of years on the two men in front of him. “So Daisy, a twenty-five year old woman is responsible for one, if not all, of your fathers going to her mother, fucking her, and leaving a baby behind. The last time I checked a science journal it never said a woman could produce semen. If my science is correct—and forgive me, it has been years since I was in school—to make a baby, it needs an egg, provided by a woman, and then sperm, provided by a guy.” William knew the sarcasm in his voice wouldn’t be lost on anyone. “Daisy had fuck all to do with your parents' infidelity. She is innocent in all of this.”
“She’s a first-class bitch,” Paul said.
“She doesn’t know any better. For her whole life she’d been living with that first-class bitch she calls a mother. You don’t have to like what your parents did, but put the blame where it fucking deserves.”
“This is none of your concern, William,” Paul said.
Anna walked out, followed by Laura and Amy. They were all silent as the women approached. Anne was carrying a tray of fruit, which rested against her hip. “I thought you’d like refreshments,” she said.
Laura sat down next to her husband, and Amy took the seat next to Gabriel.
“I heard you yelling. Please, continue,” Anna said.
“Baby, we don’t need to talk about it,” David said.
“That can only mean you were talking about Daisy. How is she?”
William noticed her question was directed at her two husbands. At least Paul and David had the grace to look ashamed.
“You’re going to continue blaming her for everything?” Anna asked.
“Everything would have been fine if she hadn’t come out.”
Tears were rolling down from Anna’s eyes. “I know she can be a pain, but this is horrid. I want no part in it.”
She turned and walked back to the house. David and Paul went to get up to follow her. Anna turned at the last minute. “Don’t follow me. I don’t want to talk to either of you.”
They both sat down shooting glares at William. “You shouldn’t be butting your nose where it doesn’t belong.”
“When a young woman comes into my club and begins to drink herself into oblivion, it becomes my problem. Daisy is hurting. I don’t want you anywhere near my club until you sort something out with her.”
William stood and walked away. He was at his car when he saw Gabriel’s reflection in his car window. “Why are you following me?”
“It is not like you to take an interest in someone like Daisy,” Gabriel said.
He let out a sigh and turned to his only real friend. “Do I need to contend with you being mean about her as well?”
Gabriel shook his head. “I’ve never said more than two words to her. I don’t know her enough to ruin our friendship.”
“Good, keep it that way.”
“You’re taking her at the club, aren’t you?”
William closed his eyes, counted to ten, and then turned back to his friend. “She needs my help. Daisy came to me, and I’m not going to let her go because of people disliking her.”
“I’m not trying to say that, William. I knew there was something going on between the two of you the moment you began to defend her.”
William flicked the badge of his keys between his fingers. Images of Daisy over his knee entered his mind and went straight to his cock. He wanted to sink into her warm heat. William wanted to hear her scream out her pleasure. What would his name sound like