“Funny, that’s the same thing Edge said. Then he hooked me up with a new ride.”
Tarak’s nostrils flare. “Damn, Mouse. You must be hiding the sweetest pussy somewhere under skin and bones.”
My hand cracks across his bruised face. He grabs it, leaning so close, his breath kisses my lips. “Get lost.”
His eyes are a black hole filled with nothing but contempt. I swallow hard. Making enemies with him is hardly how I envisioned the start of my new life. But I won’t be cowed into leaving. Not when I’ve come so far. I decide to change tactics. Leaning closer, my breath lands back on his lips. “Why? Why do you hate me? We’ve hardly met…”
He closes his eyes. “I know enough… see enough…,” he swallows hard, then abruptly turns. With his back to me he calls out, “End of the week.”
I flip him the bird. He can’t really make me leave, can he? I mean he’s just the Prez of an MC. He doesn’t own this town. That’s just TV bullshit, right? He’s nothing but a grown-ass bully.
I sip my coffee, trying to forget how he looked at me like something he wanted to crush.