He leaves, but his words stay with me. I knowshe’s a good girl and I have no intention of hurting her. That’swhy I’ve always been honest with her. I won’t let anyone else hurther, either. Not as long as I’m breathing. As I grab another beerfrom behind the bar, I realize I care about her more than Ithought. She’s slowly working her way under my skin, and I’mpowerless to stop it. Do I want to? I don’t have a fuckingclue.
I give Tek the card with the phone number Igot from Cassidy. He nods and heads toward the rooms.
“I’ll see what I can dig up.”
“Tek…tomorrow, yeah?”
“Got it, boss.”
Razor winks at me as he leaves, jerking hishead at Rico to follow. I hope that fucker knows what he’s doing.Cassidy is a real piece of work. With everyone else gone, Crow andMotor start grumbling about their old ladies. After they leave, Ilock up and head to my room.
She’s in my bed, wearing one of my T-shirtswith the club logo. Her knees are drawn up to her chest, thosethick, juicy thighs taunting me. The only thing I can think is thatshe fits. She fits me, my club…she just fucking fits. She’s readingsomething on her phone and singing that Bonnie and Clyde song byJigga, but stops and smiles up at me as I enter. I swear it’s themost beautiful sight in the world.
“Hey,” she greets me.
“Hey. What you doin’?”
“Trolling Amazon for free books.”
“Free? They can’t be very good.”
I sit on the edge of the bed and lean on theheadboard. Like it’s the most natural thing in the world, she movesover right next to me. I drape my arm around her shoulders and sheleans in to my side.
“Not really. Sometimes it’s promotional…ormaybe the first in a series. They give that one away, and then youhave to buy the others to finish the story.”
“I see.” I hand her my credit card and shegives me that big, beautiful smile again. I know, without a doubt,I would do anything to keep her smiling like that. “Get whateveryou want.”
She launches at me, throwing her arms aroundmy neck and squeezing tightly.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you!”
Fuck. All this over a few books?Notthat I’m complaining. Trust me. “Doesn’t take much to please you,does it?”
“Nope. I just need your billing addressplease,” she says in a sweet voice, batting her lids.
Fucking cute. I give her my driver’s licenseand she looks down at it with a grin.
“Your middle name is Harley?”
“Yeah. Blame Chopper. If he had his way, itwould have been my first name.”
“It’s cute...Harley.”
“I don’t do ‘cute’, baby doll.”
“Okay, Harley. Whatever you say.”
“What’syourmiddle name,smartass?”
“Selena.”
“Selena. I like that.”
“Thank you. Now, go away.”
She goes back to her phone and it’s like Idon’t exist anymore. I leave her there and head into the shower.Yup, under my skin, all right.
CHAPTER 5