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“Charlie?”
“Yes?”
Time stops. I want this woman. She makes me feel good, so saying what I’m about to is fucking with my mind.
All of this want is an impossibility and I need to end it. Yet her eyes hold so much emotion and hope I reach for her hand.
“What do you want? And I’ll let you know what I’m capable of.”
She sits back and looks at me as we connect. “You. I want you. I have always wanted you.”
Fuck me, she did it. I bring her pretty fingers to my lips as I tell her the truth. “I can’t be with you or anyone else ever. I’m fucked up.”
She tries to pull away, but I hold her hand tight. Her lips open as she takes a breath.
“Listen to me. I can’t do this. My reality is not yours. I’m here for one thing, and that is what drives me.”
She shakes her head. “I don’t believe that.”
“Beautiful, by the end of this year, there’s a good chance I’ll be dead or in jail. No matter which way it goes, that makes me unavailable.”
This time she does pull her hand away and gazes out the window, her eyes shiny with tears.
“It’s because you feel responsible, right?”
“It’s more than that.” My voice sounds dry, almost bored. This is going in a bad direction. “I can’t give you anything but sex. That’s not fair to you.”
I reach for my wallet and pull out some cash.
“I need to check my phone. It’s going off.”
Her eyes dart to mine then the phone, and she looks out the window again.
First text: Blade: Your boyfriend is here.
Second: Axel is giving him shit.
Third: He has a suitcase with him.
Fourth: I’d stop fucking the bunny and get back.
“Fuck.” I look over at her as she frowns.
“Charlie, I need to go. This right now is why you and I can’t go anywhere. I belong to the club. That’s where I started and that’s where I’ll end.” Standing up, I reach for my keys. “Let’s go.”
She looks up, her one finger tracing the rim of the coffee cup. “You go. I’m going to finish my breakfast and take an Uber to my apartment.”
“I want to take you home.”
“And I want to finish my breakfast.” Her big eyes look almost angry. “Go, David. I have my own shit to take care of. I have a business to run. You’re not the only one who lives and breathes on this planet.” She reaches into her purse for her phone, dismissing me.
Hesitating, I want to say more. We’ve left so many things unsaid. But I need to get back. Reed is at the clubhouse. That in itself can go two ways. From the last text, it sounds as though it’s going badly. Reed has one of the worst tempers I’ve ever seen. So, Blade and Axel calling him my boyfriend to fuck with him… Also if Reed’s there, he has information.
My phone buzzes again. It sounds like an alarm even though there are plenty of noises in the diner.
Blade: Do you want me to take care of this?
“I don’t have time to argue. Let me drop you off.” I say all this as I text Blade back.
Me: On my way. Don’t mess with Saddington. Remember, we need him.
Not that it’s going to do any good. If Blade is feeling like an ass, all of the Disciples will follow. Whatever. Reed can hold his own.
“No. We both have stuff to do, so go do it.” Grabbing a new napkin, she places it on her lap and continues eating while she stares straight ahead.
Somehow this aggravates me when it should make me relieved. But I don’t have time to make demands, so I reach over her and grab my helmet, our faces inches apart.
“See you around, Charlie.” Her smell invades my nostrils as I lean into her neck to take one last breath.
“Be good.”
“You too,” she snips again, causing me to pause inches from those fucking lips I’d love to bite and suck.
She tilts her head giving me a challenging smirk.
And because I can’t not, it’s physically impossible for me not to lower my head for a deep, hard kiss. She moans into my mouth as my tongue tastes hers. Pulling back, I’m at least satisfied to see her look dazed rather than smug.
Before she can respond, I’m out the door and on my bike, heading toward the clubhouse. Wondering why I feel lost already.DAVID/POETI burst into the conference room thankful I have my knife on me. What I see is not what I expect.
Reed is sitting next to Blade. A bottle of Jack Daniels sits open, half gone.
Axel is eating peanuts, laughing next to them while Ryder is on his phone. They all look over at me.
“What the fuck?” I scan their faces.
Reed raises a dark brow at me, and if I wasn’t so relieved no one put a bullet in his head, I’d probably be more sociable.
