by Erin Trejo
I lean against the doorframe and cross my arms over my ankles as I take her in. She’s fucking gorgeous. Her long, dark hair spills down over her back nearly down to her ass. That does little more than make me want to spank her ass and bend her over that frilly comforter she has on her bed.
“You can stop staring at me anytime now,” she snaps before she bends over and grabs a skirt.
I have to suppress a moan as she shimmies the skirt up her legs.
“Goddamn,” I growl.
Skye gazes over her shoulder at me with a smirk playing across her face.
“Are you close be doing done invading my privacy?”
I shove off of the doorframe and stand to my full height.
“Maybe when you stop showin’ your ass to strangers,” I inform her.
She spins around on me. Her eyes are narrowed and her nostrils are flaring. It’s sexy as fuck to see that look on her.
“This is my house. I can fucking walk around naked if I want to,” she sneers as she grabs a shirt off of the bed.
I watch her pull it on before she grabs her boots. She drops onto the bed to pull them on.
“Why don’t you tell me who your enemies are?” I ask her.
Her eyes shoot to mine and I can see something dark flash before her eyes before she blinks it away.
“I have no enemies. This is a small town. You’d already know if I had any.”
“How long have you lived here?”
“A few years.”
She slides her foot into her boot and zips it up as I continue to watch her.
“Where’d you live before that?”
She zips the other boot up then stands up to adjust her skirt. Her head whips around and her eyes burn into mine.
“Enough with the questions. I don’t know why you would be here or who would hire you. If I’m being totally honest, this is all a little unsettling. I don’t like strange people coming into my house. I also don’t like strangers in general. How do I know you’re not some strange nutcase that is trying to hurt me?”
Her hands land on her hips and I can’t help but to smirk at her.
“If I wanted to hurt you sweetheart, I would have already done so. I’m here to keep your ass safe. Without knowing who the fuck is after you makes that a little hard.”
Skye takes a deep breath and blows it out when someone bangs on her door. Skye jolts which is enough to tell me that she isn’t telling the truth.
54
Skye
My insides leap. I don’t know who would hire someone to protect me. This whole situation is annoying and as the pounding on the door gets louder, my heart speeds up. Keaton and I stare at each other as neither of us is willing to back down. The banging continues to get even louder. Keaton moves first. He spins on his heel and heads toward the front door. I stomp behind him and wonder why in the hell this dickhead is about to answer my door.
“This is my house you know?” I ask as I stalk behind him.
He chuckles, but doesn’t stop. His hand lands on my doorknob, he turns, and pulls the door open.
“What the fuck took you so long?” another man’s voice breaks through the silence.
I take a step around Keaton and eye the man at my door only to realize there are two of them.
“Goddamn. Is this her?” the man asks as he points at me and his eyes travel down my body.
A shiver races up my spine from just his stare alone.
“Yeah, this is her. Skye this is Brick and Davis. They’re on your protection detail too,” Keaton says.
I glance at him and then back to the guys at the door.
“This is bullshit. Where exactly are you going to be staying?”
Brick laughs before he steps inside.
“Right here with you sweetheart. We’re tag teamin’ it,” Brick says with a chuckle.
Davis stands still with his arms crossed over his chest. He’s glaring straight ahead.
“This is fucked up. Get the hell out of my way. I don’t know what kind of fucked up shit you three have going on, but I can promise you that it’s not happening in my house,” I scream before I grab my keys off of the table and storm past them.
They all watch me when I hear the door slam. I don’t care what they are doing, but I’m heading to Duke’s. This is complete bullshit and I don’t know what they want.
I climb into my car, stick the key in the ignition, and see my passenger side door open to Keaton sliding in. That smug ass smirk that’s back on his face is pissing me off. The car shifts and then the other two are in the backseat within seconds.
“So, where are we headin’?” Brick leans over the seat and asks.
I tip my head to the side and look at him as if he’s lost his goddamn mind.
“I’m going out. Ya’ll are getting the hell out of my car,” I squeal a little louder than I needed to, but he just chuckles.
“Can’t do that princess. We have orders. If you’re goin’ out than so are we.”
Keaton must be the ring leader of these idiots.
“Fine. You can come, but if you cock block me so help me I swear that I will fuck your life up,” I snap as I start the car and pull out of the parking lot.
Brick chuckles as his finger runs along my bare shoulder. I raise my hand to move it away, but I miss and hit him in the face instead.
“Fuckin’ hell woman.”
“Keep your filthy fucking hands off of me then,” I snap.
Keaton chuckles under his breath and I don’t know if it’s at me or his dumb ass friend. Either way I just don’t care.
“What is this Duke’s place we’re goin’ to?” Keaton asks as he shifts in his seat to look at me.
Those dark eyes feel like they can burn straight into my soul.
“It’s a bar. They have live music and a DJ on Friday and Saturday nights. A lot of people hang out there,” I ramble on as I try to at least sound polite.
If I’m stuck with these fools, then I might as well make it less awkward for all of us.
“Any hot bitches?” Brick asks leaning back over the seat again.
“Why are you always talking? I think I like the other guy better. He’s quiet,” I comment which causes them all to laugh.
I’ve apparently missed something here, but I’ve no idea what. I pull into Duke’s parking lot, but I don’t bother to ask. I find a place to park as Keaton scans the lot.
“I don’t like this shit,” he grumbles.
I kill the ignition and pull my keys out and toss them to Keaton. He glances at the keys in his lap before he looks back up to me.
“I told you I plan on getting some tonight. That is so that you can get yourself back to the apartment.”
As I start to climb out of the car Keaton grabs my wrist to stop me.
“Let’s get a few things straight. You wanna fuck? Go for it, but you sure as hell aren’t goin’ home with any of these pretty boys unless Brick there is goin’ with you.”
I open my mouth to protest when Brick damn near leaps over the back seat to look at me.
“I don’t mind either. I can swing both ways babe.”
I roll my eyes in disgust and slip my arm away from Keaton before I climb out of the car. I adjust my skirt, check my hair in the mirror, and then head toward the door. The three amigos follow closely behind me, but as soon as I step into the bar a peace falls over me.
It doesn’t take me long to find Ruby looking just as hot as ever. The music is loud and the band is setting up. I head to the bar and order my first shot of many for the evening and turn to survey the crowd for my potential fuck. A few guys catch my eye, but when they look back at me their faces pale. Is my outfit not sexy enough? I glance down until I hear the chuckle.
“You have got to be kidding me,” I squeal as I turn around to face Brick.
He wiggles his eyebrows and offers me a shot. I take it because I’m clearly going to need to be wasted tonight.
“Who do we have here?” I hear Ruby’s voice behind me
.
I close my eyes for a second before I turn around to face her. She smiles brightly as she takes in the dicks that have now become my shadow.
“For some unknown reason these gentlemen claim they need to protect me. From what? I have no fucking idea and neither do they. So, for now can we please just say hi to sick fuck one, sick fuck two, and silent boy?” I ask as I point at each one.
Her eyes bounce over all of them before I see her stop on Davis. If she can get his to loosen up he might be the better of the three.
“Well I don’t know what she did, but damn you three are hot,” Ruby gushes as Brick smiles like the fucking asshole he is. He is one cocky man.
“Don’t make their heads any bigger. They do have to ride in my car later,” I mumble under my breath before I motion for more shots. I should probably just ask for the whole damn bottle.
I slam back a few more shots as I watch Ruby and Davis dancing in the middle of the room. She looks like she’s having a good time. I’m glad someone is. The music shifts and I shuffle out onto the dance floor swaying my hips to the music. I run my hands over my body before I raise them above my head when I feel a warm body press in close behind me. Hands slowly wrap around my waist before pulling me back into a solid body. I don’t turn to look at the man behind me because to be honest I’m just feeling the music flow through me. His hips move with mine and I’m lost in his touch. The scent of his cologne is familiar, but again I don’t care to look. His fingers move over my body slowly and slip under the front of my shirt to caress the skin on my stomach. A moan escapes my lips at the same time a groan escapes him. I grind my ass against him, loving the hardness that I can feel and knowing that I caused it which makes my body sizzle. I slide my hand up and around his neck and pull him down to my neck. The light scruff on his jaw scrapes across my skin and ignites a fire deep within me.
“I want you,” I moan as his lips move up to my earlobe.
He doesn’t respond, but I can feel his cock twitch against my ass. He presses his hips further into me and I almost lose myself when I hear Brick yelling.
“Why do you get the good stuff?”
I open my eyes and find him staring directly at me. Confusion takes over. I spin around and come face to face with Keaton. An audible gasp slips from my lips as I look into his dark, lust filled eyes.
“What are you doing?” I ask him nearly breathless from his dance of seduction.
“Dancin’.”
“Why are you here with me?”
“Why not?”
His face remains hard as stone as he stares into my eyes. I find myself melting just a little bit as he watches me.
“I don’t know you,” the words are nearly a whisper.
Keaton leans into my space. His lips are so very close to my lips when he stops.
“What’s the difference if it’s me or some other guy you don’t know?”
Mother fucker. He has a point there. He is by far the hottest out of all of the men here. His dark stare and that shaggy hair is fucking gorgeous on him. He just stands there watching me. He’s waiting for me to answer, but when I slowly shake my head no he takes a step back. He looks as if he wants to say something, but he doesn’t. He just turns on his heel and walks away from me.
55
Keaton
That old saying that you shouldn’t take what isn’t given rings true tonight. I don’t know what I was thinking grinding on her anyway. She’s a fucking job not a quick fuck. Who the hell knows h ow long we’re going to be here for.
I left her alone on the dance floor to do her thing and I’m now kicking back with a beer and some blonde chick rubbing up on me. She keeps talking, but I have no clue what the hell she’s talking about. I’ve not heard a word she’s said aside from that she wanted to come home with me tonight. I don’t think I’d mind all that much either.
I keep scanning the room to make sure nothing looks out of place when I see some other MC’s walking in. My eyes land on their cuts. I need to see what the fuck I’m going to be dealing with and if we’re going to have any issues. They don’t seem to notice me as they walk toward the back of the bar and slide into a booth.
My eyes find Davis. He gives me a quick nod letting me know that he saw them too. The blonde chick just keeps rubbing and grabbing on me, but I keep my eyes open and try to clear my head. I might be a little tipsy, but that doesn’t mean I can’t handle my shit.
My eyes follow Skye where I see her dancing with fucking Brick of all people. Her smile seems genuine as she looks up at him.
I clench my jaw when I see the other guys move from their table. They head onto the dance floor and grab the girl we met earlier, Ruby. One of them grabs her and grinds against her. She tries to pull away, but he just grabs her tighter. Anger roars through me when I hear Ruby scream. A few heads jerk in that direction, but no one moves to help her except for me.
I shove blondie off and stand from the stool before I stalk my ass out into the middle of the floor. In one move I swipe her body from his grasp and pull her against me. The man’s eyes widen as he takes me in.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doin’?” he growls which pulls more attention than I wanted.
“You’re touchin’ somethin’ that doesn’t belong to you,” I growl.
He looks at my cut then to Ruby before he grins.
“You claimed her? I don’t see a patch.”
He would want to start that shit in here. I shake my head. I’m ready to end this shit when Davis walks up. He rips Ruby from my arms and pulls her to his side. The possessive look in his eyes makes me wonder what the hell has gotten into him.
“She’s claimed motherfucker. Touch her again and I will fuckin’ cut your arm off.”
The way Davis growls at him causes even me to take a step back. He doesn’t know that girl, but he could just be claiming her for show. It wouldn’t be the first time he’s done it.
“Watch your ass Nomad,” the asshole points at me while making it a point to look at Davis’ cut.
He isn’t a Nomad like me. He belongs to a club.
“Always motherfucker.”
The asshole turns his head and walks away when Skye comes running over. She stumbles and trips slamming into her friend and nearly taking them and Davis to the floor. I grab her arm roughly and yank her upright.
“Are you okay? What the hell?” she asks frantic when her friend pulls away from Davis and wraps her arms around Skye. Davis and I share a glance before I turn and head back to the bar.
“Hey,” I hear Skye screaming behind me.
When I turn around I want to snap her neck. She has her hands on those little hips as she glares and stomps her way toward the other assholes. I move quickly and wrap my arm around her waist before I pick her up off of the ground.
“Put me the fuck down,” she screams as her arms flail, her legs kick, and she pounds her fists into my back.
I stomp through the bar and out toward her car. I don’t stop to hear her shit either. I’m over this night.
“Goddamn it,” she screams louder before I slap her ass roughly.
Well, that shut her up. I set her on her feet and she glares at me as if I’ve lost my mind.
“Did you just spank me?” she asks with her mouth hanging open as if she can’t believe I just did.
My hands land on my hips as I stare her down, “Yeah. So?”
“You can’t just spank someone.”
“I think I just did,” I remind her.
“How dare you? Who the hell do you think you are?”
She shoves her hands against my chest, but my body is already wound too tightly. I don’t know who the hell would be after her and she’s just going around trying to pick fights with any man she comes across.
“I think I’m the motherfucker that is supposed to be protectin’ your dumb ass.”
“Did you just call me dumb? I am not dumb,” she snaps clearly not listening to the rest of the statement.
I run my hand
through my hair before I slowly blow out a breath.
“You can’t just go around fuckin’ with anyone you think is a problem Skye. Do you know what those guys would have done to the two of you?” I roar as I watch her.
She rolls her eyes when I hear Brick and Davis talking behind me. With a quick glance over my shoulder I see them walking toward us. I turn back to Skye and notice that she’s crying.
“Oh for fucks sake.”
I tug my hair and take a step back when she takes a step closer. Drunken Skye is apparently emotional.
“I’m sorry Keaton. I wasn’t thinking. I’m so sorry,” she cries as she wraps her arms around my waist.
I stand with my arms at my sides trying to decide if I should call Riley and cuss him out for this shit or just cut his dick off when I see him again.
“You hate me don’t you?”
I look down at her tear stained cheeks as tears continue to fall.
“I don’t hate you.”
Yeah, that sounded reassuring.
“You won’t even touch me,” she cries louder this time.
Brick chuckles next to us and Davis just shakes his head as he climbs into the back seat of the car. I raise my hand and pat her shoulder awkwardly knowing that if I wrap her in my arms I’m going to want to fuck her. Hell, I can already feel my cock hardening in my jeans from her damn tears.
“I’ll be in the car,” Brick says laughing his ass off as if this is hysterical.
“You hate me. I’m so ugly. Why would you like me? You don’t even know me either. I’m sorry,” she cries harder this time.
I do it. I wrap my arms around her and run my hand down her back.
“I don’t hate you. You are far from ugly Skye.”
She pulls back a little and looks up at me with her drunken eyes blazing.
“Touch me Keaton.”
