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Tess laughed, shaking her head as she returned to the bar to make my drink, and then another I assumed was for her. “Here you go, hon.”
“Thank you, Tess.” I watched her carefully because I couldn’t figure it out. She was a pretty woman with thick black hair and light brown eyes that were practically gold. She had a good figure and a lively personality, but she was happy to be used by these bikers. From the sounds of it, I didn’t think she was an actual whore turning tricks or whatever. She was just here to hang with the boys. And do other things, I guess… But why? I didn’t get why the girls here hung around with the bikers.
From what I understood, some of the club bunnies were the strippers and prostitutes who worked at the MC’s businesses, but not all of them. Some were just local girls. But all of them came to the club on their own time, sometimes even serving drinks, all without being paid.
“You’re gonna take Diesel, aren’t you?”
Her words pulled me out of my thoughts, and I frowned. There was no venom in her tone as she swayed back to me with our drinks, just a casual sort of acceptance, as if she wanted him for herself and was now resigned to the new turn of events.
“Not at all. It’s not like that,” I explained, even as Tess shook her head.
“No, darlin’ he’s halfway gone over you already. And the way you looked at him when he left earlier today? You’re about halfway there too, I’d say. Can’t say I’ve seen him look at a woman that way ever, and I’ve known him a long time, Ellie.”
I laughed and shook my head. “No offense, but I think you need to get your eyes checked. He may want me now, but that’s as far as it goes.” And even if he did, how long would that desire last? Long enough to get tired of me, or just long enough for me to give my heart to him before he left me, like he did my sister?
“I remember Stacy, she was a nice girl, she used to hang out at the clubhouse for a while, but he never looked at her like he looked at you. Trust me when I tell you that I know lust. Men lust after me.” She wiggled her hips, jiggling her tits as she bent down to hand me my whiskey, and winked. “They want to fuck me, but not since I was a girl has a man looked at me with hunger and heat and longing. It’s the longing that makes a girl’s heart race, ya know?”
Unfortunately, I did know. “We just met,” was about the only thing I could think of to say.
Tess laughed. “At least you’re a good girl. You are, aren’t you?”
I nodded, a small smile spread across my face. “Boringly so, yeah.”
She laughed again, affection lighting her eyes. “That’s good. Diesel could use a good girl in his life.” With that, she took a hefty swig of her drink and walked away with a smile on her face. “Watch out for Chopper, kid,” she called out with a laugh. “He farts like he’s getting paid to do it.”
In response, and as if on cue, Chopper let a big one rip and it sent Leo into a fit of giggles that turned his face red, while the offending creature nudged his tummy as if he was tickling him.
It was an adorable scene. Leo being happy made me happy, which I needed right now more than anything else. It was odd, though, the sound of his childish laughter in the middle of this place that was all chrome and leather, filled with grownup games like darts and billiards, and even a foosball table in the far corner. But Leo was happy, and that’s what mattered.
“You good?”
I gasped at the sound of Diesel so close to my ear, and turned to find he was crouched behind me, half engulfing my frame with his much larger one.
“Diesel, you scared the hell out of me!”
His blue eyes sparkled, and this close I could see flecks of silver and brown adding hidden depths to his intense gaze.
His lips parted in a smile. “Sorry,” he said, not sounding sorry at all.
“Right,” I answered breathlessly as his scent—leather and pine—wrapped around me and temporarily short-circuited my brain. Get it together, girl. He is just a man. A gorgeous man who my body wanted despite what my brain kept telling her, which meant I was in deep shit.
“I’m good, yes,” I answered primly, turning my head back to my papers, but not quite bringing myself to move away from him as I felt him plonk his ass down behind me, and his bent knees came to rest on either side of me. “But none of this means anything to me. I don’t even know why she held on to it. I’m not sure there are any answers in here.”
He leaned forward, his chest brushing my back as he nabbed one of the folders and turned his intense focus on the documents within. “My brothers need to be brought in on this.” The words were firm, and they weren’t a request.
But that didn’t stop me from responding. “I don’t think that’s such a good idea.” Just because I was starting to kind of trust Diesel didn’t mean I was ready to trust his entire biker gang. “Are you sure none of them knew Stacy the way you did?”
He laughed, breath ghosting against the back of my neck, but there was no humor in it. “There’s only one way to find out, little pixie.”
I looked down, hating myself for loving his nicknames and the way they sounded when falling from his lips. “I don’t know them.”
“I do,” he shot back. “Trust me.”
“These boxes are all I have left of my family.” I said, it was silly, but I wanted to keep something private, just for me.
“We’ll keep them safe, I promise.” He leaned forward again and took my hands between his large, calloused ones, engulfing me in his arms as he rested his chin on my shoulder. “I will personally make sure nothing is destroyed, Ellie. We just need someplace to start looking for her.”
I swallowed around the lump in my throat. “And then what?” Would his interest in me fade as soon as we found Stacy?
