Page 24 of Lucifer's Revenge
“Oh my.”
“Yeah, again, I shut that shit down. When we argued, she said that as my wife, she had a say in everything I did. I told her that she wasn’t my wife, and never would be. That I was only dating her, and she didn’t have any status in my life. If she didn’t like it, she could hit the road. She was gone three days later because I refused to apologize.” Luc shook his head sadly. “It’s not that I’m sad, it’s just that over the next three years, during the entire build of the bar, I had four more women exactly like the first one. When I finally woke up and smelled the coffee, I made a vow that I would never date again until I found a woman that interested me.”
“What’s that mean?”
“Those five women I told you about?”
“Yes? What about them?”
“They were sent in my direction by my brothers in the club, or my parents. They thought I was lonely and wanted me to be happy. What they didn’t figure out until I told them to stop was that the women were gold diggers and only wanted me for what I brought to the table. Oh, and they expected my job to stop at five at night along with me footing the bill for everything in their lives, even their past bills.”
“That can’t happen if you run a bar and restaurant.”
“Exactly, and the last one, I sued because I caught her on video dipping into the till. She tried to say that because we were dating, I couldn’t do that.” He shook his head and looked off into the distance. Again, it was almost two minutes before he said anything. He looked her directly in the eyes as he spoke.
“What I’m about to say will probably have you running away screaming, but I have to say it.”
“What’s that?” Lilith asked around the lump in her throat at his words and expression.
“First, I like you, Lilith, I mean I really like you. I want to see if we can have something between us. It’s finally warming up, and I’m going to be getting the bike out this next week. I know you work during the week, so do I. I guess I’m asking if you would like to go for a motorcycle ride with me next Sunday?”
“I would love that, however, what would I wear?”
Luc grinned. “Warm clothes.”
“I know that, but what?”
“Do you have a leather jacket?”
“No.”
“Okay,” Luc nodded and lifted up on one hip as he pulled out his wallet. After taking a few seconds going through some business cards, he handed it to her. “That’s a local motorcycle shop that one of the club members owns. If you have time this week, go there and tell him what you need. Tell him you’ll be riding on Lucifer’s bike. He will probably immediately leave you to call me, but I will confirm it.”
“Why would he need to call you?”
“Remember those women I told you about?”
“Yes.”
“None, and I mean none of them rode on the back of my bike. They had to earn that position. They hadn’t by the time their true colors shone through. There’s something about you, Lilith, that I know is true. Anyway, talk to Gator. Do you have sturdy jeans?”
“Yes.”
“Sweatshirts?”
“Yes.”
“Helmet?”
“No.”
“Okay, then you’ll need sturdy boots. I’m not saying it will happen, but if we crash, then I don’t want your feet messed upwhile wearing sneakers. Gator will let you know what works. You’ll need a helmet, again, he’ll hook you up with the proper one to your liking. Then a leather jacket.”
“Got it,” she said with a nod, dancing in her seat with excitement.
“I need to tell you something else. This might make you not want to ever see me again, but I swear on my family’s life, it is the God’s honest truth.”
“What is it?”
