Page 29 of Sexy Beginnings
Chapter Eighteen
Jordan
Once Lucy falls asleep, I walk out of the room careful not to slam the door with all the anger flowing through my damn veins. I head toward the door when Twisted stands in front of me. “Where you goin’, brother?” I know he can see the anger on my face. He knows I was in there with Luce too. I’m sure he put two and two together.
“Out of my way.” I try to step around him.
“Whip!” I hear the Pres yell my name. I hate that fucking name. I turn to face him. “Where ya runnin’ to like a bat outta hell?”
I can’t lie to him. “We didn’t know half the shit. That asshole got off easy.” My hands clench at my sides.
“Yeah, well you ain’t judge and jury. Retaliation was handed out and it ain’t goin’ no farther than that.” He walks closer to me. “You are not risking this club because your fist wants some more revenge. We all care about Lucy, and that prick got his.” Pres turns his back on me walking out of the room.
He didn’t get enough. They don’t know the whole story. It isn’t my place to tell them though. All I can do is stand here and take the order that I’m given. My blood boils as my feet are sealed to the cement floor beneath me. Lucy is unlike any girl I’ve ever known before. She has a huge heart especially with all the shit she has been through. She isn’t scared to hand my crap back to me. I always hear the guys saying how they get sick of girls, but I have been around this girl for over three years and I can’t get enough of her.
A hand trails down my arm and I see Venus standing next to me. “Jordan, you look stressed. Why don’t you let me take care of that?” She licks her lips as she rubs her tits against my arm.
I shrug her off. “Beat it. I’m with Lucy now. I know you heard I claimed her. I ain’t gonna screw that up by messin’ around on her with you.”
I take a step and the bitch grabs my arm again. “You know that she can’t do you like I can.”
I turn back to her my irritation sky high. “You’re right. She’s better than you could ever wish to be. Go spread your legs for someone else. Try and touch my dick again and I’ll have your whore ass banished.”
I walk over to the bar and sit down next to Danny. Pres assigned him to watch over Lucy whenever I need to be away. He is trying to patch in and is eager to please so he would have taken any job the club threw at him.
“Hey, Whip.” I swear I’m gonna kill Torch for that shit. Maybe I can tell the prospect it’s for the same reason Brick and Wrench have their names.
“Hey. Listen if anything happens to my girl when I’m gone, I’ll fucking kill you.” His face drops in a look of pure fear. “I mean it prospect.”
He nods quickly. “I’ll take care of her.”
“All right good.”
I grab the beer in front of him nodding thanking him for it.
Tracie stops me on my way back to the room. “Hey, how is she doing?”
“Not sure. She’s been through some shit, and I’m pretty sure I don’t even know it all.” From the look in her eye, I know there is more. I just don’t know if I could handle it.
“Yeah, I could tell. I’ve never seen anyone react like that. It was fucking insane. You like the tat?” Tracie cocks her eyebrow at me.
“Yeah, although I was shocked as shit.” I shake my head. When I walked in and saw ink on her I thought my eyes were gonna bust. Seeing my name on her skin turned me on so much.
“Thought you’d like that. You know I’ve been getting constant requests for Mary at the club.” She smiles at me just as mine drops from my face.
“Fuck no. Don’t even think about it. She will get up on that stage over my dead body.” Watching her that night was pure torture. I never thought she could move her body like that, and as much as I imagined what she might look like it was so much better in person. Seeing all the guys in the crowd going crazy over her had me pounding my fist into the wall behind me throughout the entire night. She was irresistible up there. It isn’t just the way she looks—it’s her. “I mean it, Trace. There is no way that shit will ever fucking happen again.”
She laughs as she walks away from me. “You really do have it bad, Whip.”
Yeah, tell me something I don’t fucking know.
