Talk to him
RENEE'S POV
Returning back to the house, Renee and Bane parted ways at the top of the staircase. She disappeared to her room and him disappeared to hers. They agreed to reconnect later in the evening but for now, they wanted to get some rest before dinner was served.
While Bane was away, she felt as though she had some studying to do on the supernatural world. Her laptop on her lap, she began to research some things. Things she thought would benefit her later on.
While she used her spare time to do that, Jess decided to kick back and enjoy some television until Brent returned. She knew he would take over the television for sports.
She also knew the cards she was dealing. She had a feeling that word had got to him about what they have done today so she knew she had to play her cards correctly.
She went to the kitchen and prepared him a delicious sandwich alongside an ice cold beverage to wash it down with. She placed it bedside, along with the television remote and a bottle of warm oil. She knew lunch and a nice massage would probably clear his head of any concerns.
As she placed everything in its place, the bedroom door swung open, ceasing at the wall behind it. She stood up straight with a grin stretched across her face, despite the venomous glare she was receiving from Bane.
"Hungry?" She pointed to the food in hopes his mind would go there first instead. With a stare so strong, she knew that would not be his plan.
Suddenly, Bane smiled. An ear to ear grin that Jess knew was not genuine at all. He introduced a slow clap as well, one that sent a chill across Renee's spine every time his hands connected.
"What are we cheering for?" She pretended to be lost.
"Well played Jess. Well fucking played." He stopped. "Play? I don't understand."
"Hmm let's see. So today, I was sitting in the business office, you know, working on a few things when I got a call from someone."
"Oh?"
"'Oh' is right. The shit this little birdie told me seemed almost impossible to believe. So, I returned home to speak to you two about the rumor. You know, get the real story on what was going on. I walk in and do you know what I smell?"
"The sandwich?" The sense of humor was not making light of the situation.
"I smelled this foul odor which seemed to resemble the same odor that poured out of the doors of that gym in the town. Now, maybe I'm going crazy but I know..." He stepped to her, putting her into his shadow. "I know you two would not be stupid enough to have any parts of that gym."
Jess parted her lips, struggling to find an explanation before Brent looked away. Sitting in the far corner was the gym bag crumbled on the floor with the logo splattered across the front of it and the gym card with the logo colors settling on the dresser.
If Bane was not already seeing red, he was definitely seeing black now and so was Jess. As she stared into his coal black eyes, she knew things were going to be harder to explain to him now.
"Renee " His hands clenched. "You better explain something. Now!"
"Okay, well yes, the birdie was correct; we did go to the gym. Bane said he wanted us out the house so why not go somewhere where we can continue our learned skills? It's a place where we are surrounded by others so there should not be any concerns about threats." Renee thought again. "Unless Carl decided to pucker up again."
She continued to chuckle as Bane eyed her, midnight still consuming his eyes.
"Look, you have nothing to be concerned with. She gets to step out, the house can stop with the sadness, and he can get some work done without worrying if Aniyah would get bed sores. Win-win."
"This idea is stupid."
"I promise you it is not." She folded her hands. "You just...need to talk to him."
"You have lost your mind." "I have not. Once he gets some advice from you and the others, maybe he would look at the bright side of it."
"Bright side? Where the hell is the bright side to his woman working out in a gym with a man who attempted to woe her? Please, fucking enlighten me."
"Bane, you just have to trust where I'm going with this. He will not touch her when I'm around."
"And what about someone touching you?" Renee was deep in his shadow now. "You have to understand that I will burn that gym to the fucking ground."
"I get it." She attempted to calm a dangerous minded him. "But there will be no need. I just need your help. Renee needs your help. Please?"
Bane had a half of mind to shut the entire fiasco down. However, a part of him, the human part of him wanted to put a little faith in her. He knew if he helped her and something happened, his name would be put into the center of it. He had a choice. Deal with the wraith of his leader, or deal with the wraith of his mate.
"So?" Renee could not take the awkward silence any longer.
"I will...talk to him."
"But I cannot guarantee his approval to this. I can ONLY speak my side. The decision would be his in regards to Renee. However you, you and I will have to make an agreement."
"Agreement?" It was the Cheshire cat grin from Bane that sprung Renee into alert mode.
"I will explain it later. Right now, I have to clean up the small mess you two have created."
"O-okay." He had realized that he has put himself into a loop. He had a feeling that Bane would not agree with this plan no matter how many times they gave him positive terms.
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