Page 6 of Sexy Beginnings
Chapter Four
Jordan
“Jordan!” Shooter shouts from inside the club office. I walk in half expecting him to chew me out. “Club voted to honor the girl’s request for protection.” He fills me in on Lucy’s story that she told the brothers. “She’s your responsibility now.”
I am about to react but decide to bite my tongue. He must see my resistance.
“You heard me, boy. You are to watch over her. Teach her what she needs to know about the club. Make sure she stays in line. Keep her safe. When she makes it to eighteen, you get your cut.” Eighteen? That’s a long fucking time to be stuck as a prospect. “You’re lucky I don’t boot you the fuck out of here. You left our warehouse unlocked last night, you irresponsible shit!” He’s got me there. If it weren’t for me, she would have never got in. “Also keep your fucking hands to yourself. I told the brothers same as I’m telling you. That girl ain’t to have one hand laid on her until she’s legal. You touch her, I’ll chop your shit right the fuck off. You got me?”
I nod, completely pissed off that I got stuck with babysitting duty.
“I had Tracie find her a room but she needs to go take care of the girls. Doc is coming to see her.” He hands me a paper. “This is the shit she needs to know and abide by. Your job is to make sure she stays in line.”
I take the paper from him not wanting to verbally respond ‘cause I have a shitty ass attitude right now. I pause for a beat to make sure he is done then walk out of the room.
Twisted slaps me on the back. “You’re welcome, brother.”
“You suggested me for this bullshit assignment didn’t you?” I glare at him wishing I could tell him what a dick he is.
“What can I say? You seemed to have a soft spot for her.” He winks before laughing and joining the other brothers.
Fucker.
I see Tracie standing by the bar talking to a few of the brothers. “Tracie?” She turns toward me. “Where is her room?”
“I made sure I put Mary as far away from the action as I could.” I cock my head to the side in confusion. “Yes, fucker, I know her name is Lucy. I just think Mary is more fitting. I mean come on the girl couldn’t fit the virginal role any better.”
“You know you’re a bitch, right?” Tracie is like the den mother. She keeps all the club whores in line, making sure they are regularly tested. She also runs the strip club the MC owns.
“You know you’ve wanted this pussy since you walked through those doors.” She puckers her lips at me before flipping me the finger and leaving.
I hear the door open again and Doc walks in. “You’re all lucky I didn’t have a full schedule today.”
“Yeah, come on, old man.” Doc has been helping the MC for years, anytime one of us gets hurt he is called. We can never go to the hospital because they always ask too many damn questions. I lead him down the hallway and knock on the very last door.
“Come in.” I turn the doorknob to see Lucy sitting there. She is dressed in tight black stretch pants and a low cut top that shows a slice of skin above her stomach. I freeze when I see her. She’s showered and looks much different from the girl I found dirty and bloody in the warehouse. As I look her over, she covers herself with an arm, I snap out of it.
She is fourteen, you sick fuck.
Doc walks past me and begins to talk to and assess her. I’m still frozen in the doorway. Something about this girl is calling to me. Which is just fucking great because I just got assigned to be her shadow and if I touch her Shooter will cut off my damn hand. Not only that, but the fact that I am even thinking of touching her when she is fourteen, proves that I’m losing my damn mind. I can’t explain it but I feel the overwhelming need to protect her. My eyes travel down her arm and when I see the different bruises marring her skin my blood boils. I want to find whoever hurt her and make them pay.
“Her wrist is most likely broken.” Doc’s voice makes me snap out of it. “I can’t be sure without an x-ray, which I obviously can’t take her to the hospital to do. I’m fairly certain that’s what it is though so I’m going to cast it just to be safe. I don’t have the supplies with me so I’ll be back later. I gave her some medicine for the pain.” He walks past me leaving us alone.
“So, you want the grand tour?” I run my hand through my hair.
She smiles at me, her round eyes innocently looking up at me. “Sure.”
She walks toward the door but I put my arm against the frame stopping her path. “I’m Jordan, Shooter assigned me to watch you. If you need anything don’t hesitate to ask.” Her hand wraps around my waist and my entire body stiffens. Her head rests on my chest and I wrap my free arm around her. I know she is looking for reassurance, and comfort.
You touch her I’ll chop your shit right the fuck off.
Pres’s warning on top of the fact that she is basically a damn kid should mean I want nothing to do with her. If only that was the fucking case. It’s gonna be a damn long four years.
I walk her into the main part of the clubhouse. Most of the brothers left after the vote but there are still some lingering. I sit at the bar and one of the other prospects slides me a beer, and Lucy a bottle of water. “You know anything about MC’s?” She shakes her head. “Easy enough rules, kid. Don’t ask questions, don’t talk about what you see or hear, most the chicks here are club whores, they keep the boys happy and we keep them taken care of.”
I look over to see our regulars are already here. She follows my eyesight. “That right there is Lips.”
She looks at me in confusion. “Her lips don’t look that big to me.”
