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“What you got to say about it?” I ask Frisco. He lifts his chin and rests his head against the wall from where he’s sat on the ground.
“I don’t say anything. Keep me out of it.”
My brows pinch, “Pussy.” Just then I notice all has gone quiet. The shouting and the screaming has stopped. I go round the side of the building to see if I can see through a window. Pushing onto the toes of my boots, I peer through the window and see Luna in her dad’s arms. Smiling to myself I drop back to my flat feet and start back. “Mission accomplished.”I say smugly to the others.
I’m still laughing and feeling pretty pleased with myself as I make my way back to the front door of the bar. I turn the key that I left in the lock just as a knock comes from inside. I lift a brow to Reaper, I’m just waiting for the ‘well done’, so when the door opens, I turn my head forward but don’t see the fist coming at me. It catches me on the one side of my face as it connects. “Fuck!”
“Dad!” Luna calls out.
I bend over, holding my face in my hands, working my jaw, opening and closing it in the hope it still works and hasn’t broke the fucker. “What the fuck was that for, man?”
Luna’s hands are on my face and pulls me up until my eyes are level with hers. She gently brushes my face with her fingers.
“That was for fucking lying to me.” Pres shouts, “And for fucking sneaking around behind my back.”I turn my head as I stand up and rub my jaw, the scowl between his eyes twisting his features.
“Dad. Stop.” Her arms work their way around my waist as she cuddles up to my chest.
“Yeah well, if you’d have taken more fucking notice of your daughter you’d have guessed or at least noticed what was happening. And you know what, I couldn’t give a fuck what you say about this.” Holding her head, her fingers spay out across the back of her head and I kiss her softly. “She is fucking mine.” I add, finding his glacial glare.
He makes his way back to us, “You…” he points at me, “you fucking look after her because if she comes to any harm, physically or her heart, I’ll fucking suffocate you in your fucking bed, you get me, son?” A smirk plays on my lips, the fact he’s threatened to kill me but still called me son anyway, is Pres all over. Misunderstood and contradictory.
I breathe a sigh in, kiss her briefly again and release her, before stepping up to Pres. “I promise. Hand on my heart, she won’t get hurt by me. And just for the record, I didn’t hurt her the first-time round.” The scowl deepens on his face, “Pres, I’ll wear the fucking blood on my hands if someone does. I swear to you.”
“Hm, well I guess that's all I can ask for.” Pres says grumpily and looks between us again. He stalks off over to his Harley and throws a leg over the seat, pulling his helmet onto his head and starts her up. No goodbye or fuck all, just leaves. He puts a hand up as he tears off the parking lot.
We watch him go and Luna turns to me. “Why don’t I lock up and we can go to the club house and have some drinks?”
Wrapping my arms around her I lift her into my arms, her legs circling my hips as she throws her arms around my neck. “I love you.”
“Yeah, and I need to get my girl in my bed.”
“You know what, I’m fucking out of here. Luna if you’re coming to the clubhouse, bring your friend.” I snort at Reaper as him and Frisco make their way to their bikes.
“Come on.” I lift her hand and tenderly press my lips to her knuckles. As I attempt to pull her along with me, she pulls back on my arm.
“I need to turn the lights off and lock up.” I wait for her at the door, standing guard so no asshole tries to get in there.
Once everything is done, I lead her to my bike and pass her my helmet.
“What about you?” Luna asks. “You have the helmet; I can take my car.”
“Don’t you worry about me. I wanna feel your thighs around me while we ride.” I capture her chin between my finger and thumb and press a hard kiss to her lips.
My girl.
CHAPTER 25
CHAINS
Reaper and Frisco pull out of the parking lot heading right, so I decide to go the opposite way. The longer I can keep her wrapped around me like this, the better. And now that Pres knows about us, we don’t have to make any excuses or sneak around.
Her arms wrap tightly around my stomach, and her thighs squeeze my hips. God, I could stay like this forever; just riding.
My girl, my Harley, and the open road.
Life couldn’t get any better than this.
Her fingers cling tighter to my sides as we round the corners on the cliff edge, pushing my Harley faster until I know I’m reaching speeds I shouldn’t be with a passenger, worse still with Luna on the back. When I see the top in focus, I pull back slightly, slowing down and eventually come to a stop. Luna loosens her hold on me as I kick the stand down and slides back on the seat. As I bring my leg over the seat, she turns round and dangles her feet. With my hands on her knees, I part her legs and stand between them, she locks her ankles around my hips as I hold her face, pressing sweet kisses to her lips. She hums softly and smiles as she pulls away from my lips.
