Page 16 of What He Wants

I followed him back to the restaurant, but when he continued to the table I paused in the doorway. My gaze automatically sought out Daisy, finding her in the midst of the old ladies, looking so damned comfortable and at ease with them. I knew they’d welcome her into their fold, it’s what they did when a new woman was introduced, and especially if they thought she meant something to the brother who’d brought her in.

I’d never brought a woman to the club before, much less a club party that involved our families. To them, this was a big move for me. Watching Daisy interact naturally with them, you would have thought that they’d all been friends for a long time, and not just the one hour that had passed since I’d left her alone with them. She was sitting between Audra and her friend, Carol, but as my brothers began to reach the table the women were forced to wiggle around and make room for everyone.

Watching Daisy wiggle on her seat set my fucking blood on fire. Soft and curvy, her full tits threatened to pop right out of her low top. Whispers of glossy black hair bounced around her exposed neck and shoulders. Christ, I wanted to bury my hands in the mass to see if her hair was as silky as it appeared. And then I wanted to fuck her like there was no tomorrow. Why hadn’t I taken the opportunity when I’d had it earlier on the back of my bike?

I clenched my jaw at the thought of what I had to do. I didn’t want to hurt her, but right now, being involved with me could do just that. There was never a good time to bring a woman into the club, the situation with Hawk and Rock’s old ladies and what they’d gone through was proof of that, but they’d been too involved with their women at the time. I wasn’t that involved with Daisy, and the truth was, once I fucked her out of my system that could be it for us, the attraction could be gone.

She was laughing now, her beautiful face vibrant and rosy at something that someone elsehad said. When she was engaged, she gave it her all, like when she’d climaxed. Maybe deep down in my gut I knew that there was more between us, something I’d never wanted before, but now wasn’t the time to pursue it. I needed to eliminate the threat that was facing me and the clubfirst. I grabbed a brother who’d been about to go around me and into the room.

He looked at me expectantly. “See that gorgeous woman over there?” He looked in the direction that I was nodding, and then back at me.

“The stunner?”

I nodded. “Tell her to come see me in the clubhouse.” I ignored his knowing smirk, released his cut, and turned to leave.

I might end up hurting her in the end, but I didn’t have to do it with an audience, including my brothers and their families. At least back in the club room the atmosphere would be less festive, and there would be less people around. I’m sure she’d want to leave after I said what I was going to have to say. I pushed the door in and made my way to the small bar. Everyone’s attention turned my way, and a quick sweep of the room ended with the usual sight. Lucy was bent over the pool table, getting ready to take a shot. Her ass was sticking high in the air, giving everyone a view of her naked ass. The girls liked to do that shit to see which brother broke at the sight of her and jerked her away for a hard fuck, sometimes right there in front of everyone.

Making eye contact with Sid as I sat down on a stool, I ordered a beer. She slammed one down in front of me before going back to her conversation with Cooper.

“Big John.” I recognized Lucy’s voice behind me, and before I knew it she was wrapping herself around me like clinging gift wrap. “You’re all alone, baby.” She ran her nose along the side of my neck, and then her tongue.

Perfect. Just perfect. Especially when the door opened and I turned to meet Daisy’s eyes. Her smile faltered when she saw Lucy, but she recovered quickly and made her way over to me.

“You wanted me?”

Hell, yes, I wanted her.

“Does it look like he wants you?” Venom dripped from Lucy’s voice. “He has me now, honey.”

Normally I would have shut that shit down immediately. Club whores didn’t disrespect members, and they didn’t disrespect their women. But then I reminded myself that I hadn’t claimed Daisy, and that put her in a different category as far as Lucy was concerned. I was still a free brother, and she never missed an opportunity to let everyone know that she wanted me as more.

Realizing that this might work out to my advantage, I ran my hand down her back and gripped her ass. She moaned and moved closer, lifting her leg and wrapping it around my hip. I kept my gaze locked onto the confusion in Daisy’s pretty greens. “Do me a favor, baby--” Lucy’s brows shot up because I’d never called her baby. “Wait for me over there while I take care of this.”

“And then you’ll fuck me?”

Shit. She was going for the jugular. The tiniest flicker of hurt flashed in Daisy’s eyes, but I had to give her credit, she wasn’t breaking down and crying, or throwing shit like some women did. “Yeah, sounds good,” I said, slapping her on the ass when she walked away.

“I think I’ve overstayed my welcome,” Daisy said softly, with a forced smile. Her confusion was visible. The room had turned quiet as all eyes were taking in the situation.

I shot everyone a meaningful glare that said without words that they should mind their fucking business. As they turned back to what they’d been doing, I put my eyes on Daisy. The smile was still on her face, but it didn’t convey an ounce of happiness. It was sad, as if she’d realize and was disappointed over the outcome.

“Could I get someone to take me home?” Her tone was soft and steady, but I detected the slight tremor in her voice.

“We need to talk first.”

“I think you’ve said all that needs to be said.” Her gaze shot to Lucy and then back to me. “I don’t need it spelled out for me.”

I’d done what I’d set out to do. Why, then, did I feel the sudden need to offer an explanation? “It’s not exactly what you think−”

“And what do I think, Big John?” There was grit in her tone, and I realized that anger was simmering just below the surface. “That you’re a bastard? That you’re a shallow prick who fucks just to fuck, and treats women as objects?” She clamped her mouth closed, and I saw the shimmer of unshed tears brighten her eyes, turning the hard jewels into pools. But then she pulled herself together and continued with a quiet determination that cut me like a fucking knife. “That you don’t care who you hurt? I’m okay. Really. I only wish I could give back the orgasm you gave me. You don’t deserve me.”

Fuck, she was right. I couldn’t let her believe that shit about me. “Daisy−”

She held her hand up. “I don’t know what happened between the time you picked me up tonight and now, and I don’t care. I’m just thankful that thisthing, whatever it was, is over before it began.” She paused and glanced around the room. “Will someone please bring me home?” She sounded so calm and indifferent.

Like she really didn’t give a fuck.

“I will, darlin’,” said Cooper as he eagerly left his chair.

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