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I knew I couldn’t be the guy she wanted. My life’s path was different from hers. Kady wanted hearts and flowers, I wanted tits and ass. Pulling away from her was the best move, and I think it hit its mark because she became distant from me but stayed polite when around school.
Then after prom, she cut me off completely.
Would blank me in the hallways.
Not bother to come to the field to watch her friends at band practice while I watched the guys practice football.
If I saw her around outside of school she would ignore me, hell she even crossed the fucking road to avoid me.
At that age it was so much fucking effort to make a girl like me, so I gave attention to people who actually wanted to spend time with me. So I fucked my way through high school, and I got wilder the older I got, then I prospected for the club and my pussy days got busier.
I have broken so many bones I have lost count, I have broken every finger on both hands, and dislocated my thumb. My poor mom was put through hell because of me. The first time I broke a bone, I fell out of a fucking tree at the clubhouse, and to say my mom went crazy with wrapping me up in cotton is an understatement.
They say it is why I became even worse when I was allowed to leave the compound to hang with friends; my mom wasn’t around to stop me from pulling shit.
Even now to this day, I am the reckless one who barges into shit before checking whether it is safe or not.
Brushing my fingers through my hair as it flops with every step I run, sweat making my hair damp, I smile when I see three women looking at me like I am their next meal. Hell, a few months ago I would have jumped at the chance to bed all three, but Kady has put a fucking spell on my dick and it only works for her.
I just wish she would give me the time of day to explain what I am feeling.
My dick is missing a tight, wet, and warm hole to play in and it wants to play in hers.
Still lost in my sexual thoughts of getting Kady to bend over for me, I arrive at the clubhouse. The prospect opens the gate for me and I give him a chin lift.
Low jazz music is playing through the speakers when I push open the door into the main room.
Seeing my father sitting with the older members, I greet them then bark out a laugh seeing Preacher sitting next to Slide.
“Well, look what the cat dragged in.” I greet him when he stands up.
I shake his hand because I am a sweaty mess with no shirt on.
“How are you, kid?” he asks.
“I am good. Keeping in shape for the ladies.” I wink.
He laughs, nodding. “I hear you, brother.”
“What brings you by?” I ask, taking a towel from one of the prospects, and rubbing it over my face and body.
“Ah, you know me, kid. Can’t seem to stay in one place for long.” His tone is smug.
“Oh, yeah. I bet you are running from some chick you fucked and she wanted more but you will always be a perpetual man-whore, Preach.”
“You know it. What about Fort Lauderdale’s very own slut? Any one particular woman catching your eye?”
My gaze flicks to my father’s, but his face gives nothing away. He and my mom and brother all know how much I like Kady, but my parents are worried that I am going after her for the wrong reason.
Finan trusts me and my intentions towards Kady.
Ha, intentions; look at me using big fucking words when it comes to my woman.
She is mine, she just needs to get on board with it. Well, that is if the little minx would give me the time of day to fucking speak to her.
They told me they will support me if I am doing it for the right reasons, but will not stand by and watch me hurt her.
“Maybe,” is all I give.
