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“Jesus, you’re a pain in my fucking ass, you know that.” I suck a long inhale in through my nose as we glare at one another. Neither backing down as I take her in. Her dark eyes, the pinkish hue of her cheeks and her dark pink, kissable lips, before calmly blowing it out and I step back, my hands go to my hips and my head falls forward as I try to gain some composure. I lift my head back up, and my gaze meets hers with a renewed determination that could blow hers out of the water, then with a slow, clear voice I go on. “Not. A. Fucking. Chance. Baby.”
“You fucking asshole!” She walks around me. “Fine.” She yanks the zip across, it gets stuck on something inside from the way she’s thrown everything in and while she tries to get it untangled, I stand and watch. “Fuck it!” She growls again. I really should help her and just as I’m pushing myself off the wall, she grabs the handles and yanks it from the bed, swings it onto her forearm and heads out of the door.
“LUNA.” I yell after her, but she picks up her pace.
“Go to fucking hell.” She shouts, striding past the club sluts and the guys at the bar. Reaper steps back and watches, his head shaking but still smirking - fucker. I blow out a sigh, shaking my head in reply, while I shamelessly stare at her ass as she storms out.
“Shall I follow her?” Frisco asks but I tell him no. It’s not worth the hassle he’ll get.
“Leave her for an hour, let her cool down first. You don’t want to be on the wrong side of that right hook.” As I make my way to the bar a beer is slid across to me. “Fucking women!” I curse, lifting the bottle to my lips. I gulp as much down as I can. This is the first time since I came home, and we became a couple again, that I haven’t gone after her, or tried to explain.
While I’m happily sinking the beer that’s very much needed right now, a waft of cheap perfume reaches me, and with the bottle still at my lips, I turn my head to the side to find Donna. Slowly, I pull the bottle away and swallow.
“Oh dear. Trouble in paradise?” She sidles up, pushing her tits out toward me. “Has the little princess had a tantrum?” Donna asks with a smug fucking grin on her face.
I look her up and down. “Do yourself a favor, Donna…” My gaze makes it to her face, it makes me cringe as I lean in, my lip curling when I remember that my dick has actually been inside that skanky bitch. Luckily, I had the good sense to cover it. “…go fuck a skunk or something, you mangy whore.” I dismiss her completely as I turn back around and lift my chin to Brendan. “Another beer, dude.”
As he pops the cap off, he passes it across the bar to me and Reaper leans at the side of me. “So, want to fill me in?” I lift the bottle back to my lips and chug some beer down my throat and swallow as I’m placing the bottle back down.
“She wants to go back to her apartment, and back to work. I can’t make her stay here on the case of maybe, she’s too fucking independent and stubborn for that. But she won’t let me protect her either. What the fuck do I do?”
“Then let her do it. This is Luna man. I know you’ve been away for a while, but honestly, that chick has never changed. She’s as stubborn now as she was when you met her. Probably more so now. Let her do her thing and think she’s got the upper hand. You can be the one to swoop in and rescue her when she needs it.”
“And you think that will work?” Reaper nods. “I mean what kind of stupid plan is that?”
“A damn good one. Be her knight in shining fucking armor, not her father.” I ponder on his words for a moment, and it’s then I realize how right he is. “You know Luna doesn’t act on demand, let her think she’s won this battle, and in the end, you’ll win the war.”
I stare at my best friend as my brows pinch. “When the fuck did you get so philosophical?”
He smirks. “When the fuck did you learn big words like that?”His smirk turns into a wide smile.
There’s no time for a comeback to his smartass comment as he turns away and shouts the kid who’s working the bar. “Brendan,” Reaper calls, “more beers.” I drain what I have left in my other bottle and leave it on the bar.
Another bottle is placed in front of me and even though I really should go after her, I don’t. Instead, I sit here and chug down a good amount of beer. If I go after her now, I’m just going to make her more pissed, so I’ll give her what she wants.
“So, are you going after her?” Reaper asks, pausing the bottle at his lips.
“Nope. You’ve just said let her think she’s won, so that’s exactly what I’m doing.” An exaggerated smile stretches across my face as I concentrate on my beer.
As the day goes on, more of the brothers make it back to the clubhouse and join us in a drink.
I step away from the boys and pull out my cell. It really is time I checked in, otherwise if I don’t make some kind of effort, I’ll be pulling my own dick for a week. Lifting my cell to my ear as I hit the call button. I listen to it ringing out on the other end. When I realize it’s been three hours already, I know she’s giving me the cold shoulder. While she’s this pissed there’s really no point in trying to call her. I hit reject and slip it back into my pocket and step back into the crowd.
“Hey, is she busting your balls?” Popeye asks, rubbing his hand over my head roughly.
“Fuck off, man.” I pull my head away and frown. “She’s always busting my balls, ain’t she.”
“That’s because she’s owned them for too long. Time to make her an ol’ lady, Chains. Just so she knows her place.” Popeye chuckles to himself as I lift a brow at his passing comment.
“Don’t let Pres hear you say that, because he’ll have your nuts on a skewer and use them for roasting.” But the comment buries itself further into my mind. I didn’t need him to plant that seed, it’s been playing on my mind for a while now. It’s time to put the plan into action.
I could leave here now and go to the shops to find a ring, but maybe I should speak to Pres first. I sigh and lift my bottle to my lips, tipping it back and take a long pull. As I take the bottle away from my mouth I look around for Pres, but don’t see him.
“I’ll be back.” I head out of the main room and through to Pres’ office and see him with Doc.
“What up?” Pres asks, lifting his chin at me as I enter.
“Can I get a minute?”
