Page 336 of One More Kiss

When Alex twisted his body around so that he could get a look, my stomach clenched. Yet there was zero chance he knew I’d been fucking Trinity; he’d one hundred percent know who she was.

Trinity had been present during a run-in we’d had with the Skulls a few months back. That was the first time I’d seen her and known I’d wanted her. That night was the reason I’d sought her out away from the club. I did my due diligence and found where she worked. That was where I approached her even though I shouldn’t have. I was there as a customer as far as she knew and we went from there.

Once he was back to facing me, I knew he’d seen her. His eyes were dark and his face hard.

“You know who the fuck that is, right?” he asked, his voice low.

“I do.”

Caleb looked from me to him as he tried to figure out what the hell we were talking about.

“You should’ve said something as soon as you saw her,” Alex said.

I ran my tongue over my bottom lip because there was no excuse that I could give that he’d understand.

“What the fuck are we talking about?” Caleb finally asked, sounding all exasperated.

“That woman over there.” Alex nodded his head her way and fire sparked in my chest. “She’s one of the Skull Collectors.”

Caleb glanced over that way. “One of their what? Club whores?”

My hands fisted, but I kept my cool.

“I don’t know, man,” Alex told him. “But whatever she is, she’s theirs and you know how they are.”

“Possessive as fuck.”

Neither of them was wrong. No matter how much I hated it.

“Yeah,” Alex agreed.

We all hated how those assholes were, but there wasn’t a damn thing we could do about it.

“We should get out of here.” Alex drained the rest of his beer.

“Why?” I asked, though I already knew the answer.

He narrowed his eyes on me. “Why? Because if she’s here, it’s likely some of them aren’t far behind. You really want to get into it with them tonight?”

“No.”

“Then we should go.”

“Fuck,” Caleb muttered. “We aren’t even carrying, either.” He scooted out behind Alex. “You know if they show up, there’s going to be a fight.”

“I don’t give a fuck about a fight.”

“No,” Alex agreed. “I don’t care, either. But they will have weapons and we don’t.” He glanced around the bar as we stood there. “Not to mention the innocent fucking people in here tonight. Want them to get hurt?”

“No,” I spat through clenched teeth. “The Skulls are fuckin’ ruthless. They won’t give a fuck about any of that.”

“Then he’s right.” Caleb slapped me on the back. “We should get the fuck out of here.”

Without looking back at Trinity’s table, I led the three of us out of the bar.

I hated that it felt like we were running. We weren’t at all. Alex, Caleb, and I would fight any time we had to and had never backed down once.

But this wouldn’t be a fight if the Skulls showed it. It’d be a massacre because there were three of us and however many of them and they’d have weapons. We had our fists. Let’s not forget the fuckin’ war it would start between the clubs.

The Skulls were looking for a fuckin’ reason.

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