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CHAPTER SIX
Lake
She’d been in the bathroom for a while but I wasn’t about to go and ask if she was okay. I had only been half-joking when I said that she terrified me. Honestly, Bridget kind of scared me. I think a lot of it had to do with the force she had behind that punch.
As I bent over and looked around at the mess that was under her hood, my eye throbbed with a dull, annoying kind of pain. I wouldn’t forget her anytime soon, that was for sure. But I didn’t know if that was such a good thing.
I also had a feeling that the jokes from the other guys would be coming any moment now.
Yeah, yeah.
I got hit by a woman because I tried to protect my club.
While I had a good feeling that she wasn’t a threat to the club, she was still unknown at the time. Jump first, ask questions later. I often thought that was the best way to go about things. Then again, I may have had a bad habit of pulling a gun on innocent women. Not intentionally though.
Poor Ellie.
That girl had been scared out of her mind.
I’d never forgive myself for that one even if she’d forgiven me.
Hey, things were crazy back then and I was not only trying to prove myself, but also keep the club safe.
Bridget, however, reacted very differently from the way Ellie had.
She came at me with lightning speed and fire in her eyes. She popped me in the eye before I even knew what the fuck was going on.
It hurt like hell.
And also made me smile for some strange fucking reason.
“Hey, brother.”
I heard Mason’s voice the same moment I felt his hand on my shoulder. I knew he was trying his best not to scare me but I still felt caught off guard. Damn. I had been lost in my head for a minute there and I couldn’t even tell you what I’d been doing to her car. Probably nothing. I bet I was just standing there hunched over and looking like a frozen jackass. Oh well.
I shrugged as I righted myself and gave him my full attention.
“Hey, Mason,” I said trying my best not to look like I was out of it. “What’s up?”
He handed something to B-ry, who I just realized was there was well. B-ry walked around to the passenger’s side of the car, opened the door, and ducked down putting the registration back into the glove compartment, or so I assumed.
For the first time that I could remember, I felt a little shady about some of the things we did. No, no. I didn’t mean all the outlaw shit, I knew that was shady and illegal as hell. I meant the whole getting Cable to look into people and dig up their darkest secrets and whatnot. Yeah, it had been done to me but I had expected it. Hell, I knew about it and I told them everything they needed to know before they found out themselves. That was just something you did because you couldn’t trust a man with secrets, right? I believed that. While there was some stuff I didn’t like to talk about, I wasn’t the type of person that tried to hide it to the extreme.
Mason opened his mouth to say something and because I felt on edge, I looked around like Bridget would choose this very moment to reemerge from her extended bathroom break.
“Something up?” Mason asked because I was sure I was looking shifty as fuck right now.
“Bridget came down here to see what was up with her car. She’s in the bathroom,” I told my VP straight up because I didn’t want him to think I was trying to hide something. In a flash, I saw it in his eyes that he understood.
B-ry came back around and stood beside Mason. Then I saw Mouse walking up to join the party.
“She say anything to you?” Mason asked in a slightly lower tone.
I kept my eyes on the door that led to the lobby area.
“Yeah, she told me she was a PI and up here for some case she’s working.”
I had to be honest, after talking to her, I didn’t feel like she was a threat to the club. I would even go as far as to say that she didn’t have a clue about us when she broke down here. The shock on her face last night when she noticed the patches wasn’t something that was faked or forced.
