Page 24 of Pedal to the Metal
Chapter Sixteen
Raze
After Minxand I made eye contact, she got pulled away to the bar. Shade had his arm around the back of her chair and that unfamiliar jealousy washed over me. I had walked away from Trix without a word to her. All she did was piss me off anyway. I sought out Sketch, knowing he would have just what I was looking for. A joint. I sat with him, smoking and watching Minx. Waiting to make my move.
Once Shade left Minx’s side, I was there to take his spot. Rivet was kind enough to leave us to talk alone. I need to be sure to thank her for that later. While we were talking, Trix decided to try to make a move on me and ended up saying the wrong thing to Minx. Yet again, Minx surprised me by standing between Trix and I, and telling her off. Minx’s fiery attitude is sexy as sin. I decided to ask her to go outside with me, and maybe we’d have a better chance of being alone out there. As soon as she said okay, I stood up, took her hand in mine and walked outside with her.
We walk over to the fire pit and there’s nobody out here, which is surprising. I sit on the bench of the picnic table, leaning and resting my back on the edge of the table. Minx sits down next to me, leaning forward, propping her elbows on her knees. The back of her shirt has a design cut out. It looks like a skull, but what I really notice is there’s no bra showing and I see bits of a tattoo down her spine. I lightly run a finger down her arm to get her attention and a shudder runs through her.
“Should we pick up where we left off before we were interrupted?” I ask her, leaning forward and mirroring her position. She sighs but doesn’t respond. Maybe thinking of what she’s going to say.
“Growing up with Pops as the Prez, I’ve known a lot of these guys my whole life. Then throw in three brothers and their best friends. Most of them have always been against relationships. I always told myself I’d find a nice civilian guy and get out of this life. After Hawk died, I was even more determined to get out of this life,” she explains. The thought of her with another guy makes me want to punch something. Jealousy is becoming a regular feeling when it comes to Minx.
“You got out of this life and came back. Do you plan on leaving again?” I ask her. I know she came back to see her brother, but know nothing of her plans.
“No. I’m back for good,” she says with a nervous laugh. I wonder if whatever happened to her in Arizona has anything to do with that.
“What made you decide to stay?” I question. Minx moves her hair so it’s hanging over her right shoulder, giving me the perfect view of her neck. Her skin looks so soft. She stands up before responding.
“It was hard being away from my family and the club for so long. I don’t regret moving away. I needed it. But it was just time to come back. Even if Jager wasn’t in the hospital, I had still planned on coming home. Him going into the hospital just got me back here sooner than anticipated,” she tells me. With that response, I’m even more curious about what happened to her.
“How long have you been with the club?” she asks me. I think she’s trying to change the subject from herself. She’s not looking at me. It seems like something might be bothering her.
“I became a prospect about four years ago. Got patched in about six months later,” I tell her and move to be next to her. I put a finger on her chin and move her face so she’s looking at me.
Her eyes drop to my lips and then up again. The hunger I saw in her eyes earlier is back. I cup her face in my hand and she leans into it. I move my head down, about to kiss her, when the clubhouse door opens and I hear a group of people talking as they walk out.
“Shit,” I say on a whisper as Minx practically jumps away from me. She sits down in a chair on the other side of the fire and I just stand there. The group of people gets closer, and it’s Rivet, Saint, Tink, Hollywood, Clutch, and Buster.
“My, my, my. What do we have here?” Tink asks looking between Minx and I.
“We interrupting something?” Saint asks, looking at me.
“Nope, we were just talking,” Minx says to both of them. Buster sits next to Minx and whispers something to her. She nods her head with a small smile. Rivet keeps looking between Minx and I, questions dancing in her eyes. I ignore everyone and sit back down at the picnic table.
“So, what were y’all talking about?” Hollywood pries. I give him a look to shut him up and he just laughs. “You know everyone can feel the sexual tension between y’all, right?”
I look to Minx and she looks like she’s ready to bolt. Fucking Hollywood. This is new territory for both Minx and I, and of course Hollywood has to go and call us out on some shit.
“I think I need another drink,” Minx says standing up and I stand at the same time.
“I can—” I start and she cuts me off.
“No, it’s fine,” she says and walks inside. I watch her until the door closes behind her. I feel like I fucked up, but I don’t know what I did.
“You wanna tell us whatthatwas about?” Saint says, looking in the direction that Minx disappeared to.
“No, I don’t,” I respond and sit back down.
