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I hung back a few yards from her table, unsure of what to do. Usually, I took what I wanted. My club’s kittens couldn’t refuse. Outside of the clubhouse, I didn’t mess with women. Most feared bikers and stayed away because they didn’t understand the MC life. Others were curious but never stuck around long term. I’d seen quite a few brothers nurse broken hearts with booze and club pussy when an outsider couldn’t hack it.
The only words a coldhearted bastard like me could offer them was,It’s not the end of the world.I’d send them off with a few kittens and wish them well. Problem solved, right? Guys like my brothers and me didn’t do love. The ones who attempted to romance a woman quickly learned our kind wasn’t cut out for sweet affections. God knew I didn’t have any patience to deal with the inevitable drama that came with women.
Except, this beauty—
“Can I get you anything, Storm?” Nancy appeared in front of me, putting a hand on my chest just as Angel looked my way. “Quickie in the john?”
Shit.
Angel’s electric blue eyes dulled as she shrugged a bare shoulder and turned back to her friends. A breeze of indifference blew my way.
Sonofabitch.
“Storm, baby?”
“Get gone, Nancy.” As an employee, the same rules applied to her as they did the kittens. Nancy may not have clubhouse privileges, but being pushy or needy wasn’t acceptable. We’d never even hooked up, but I knew she’d wanted to for a while now.
“But—”
I growled, jaw ticking. “Did I stutter? Get. Gone.”
Nancy’s hand fell away. When she left, my woman wasn’t at her table. I scanned the room, my heart rate kicking up a notch. What the fuck was that about? My heart racing for a woman was as foreign as a woman refusing me. It never happened. Period.
Where the hell had my songbird run off too?
Track got my attention, pointing to the hallway toward the ladies’ room. I could always count on him to have my back.
Wasting no time, I made my way to the bathroom, half tempted to barge in. But I wasn’t a total heathen. I sure as hell didn’t want to frighten her. So I waited, leaning against the wall.
Several minutes later, the door swung open. As I had planned, her face met my chest. I gripped her trim waist. She felt fantastic. So much my cock twitched with excitement.
Her eyes went wide, her face instantly red. She was a little thing, now that I held her up close. Her head didn’t even reach my chin. I could snatch her off the ground and run out the back door before anyone noticed. “Oh, God! I’m sor...sorry—”
“Damn Angel, I sure like hearing you yell.” Yelling my name in the throes of passion while I fucked her senseless would be even better.
She attempted to step back, but I didn’t release my hold on her. Judging by the rise and fall of her tits, she enjoyed my touch.
“Excuse. Me.” Her attitude changed from sweet to don’t-fuck-with-me. Her hand went to mine, trying to push it off her waist.
Not happening.
“Buy you a drink?”
Her eyebrows pinched together as her eyes narrowed. “No, thanks. Let me pass.”
“I’ll let you pass if you have a drink with me.”
She rolled her eyes. Fuckin’ rolled her eyes. “How charming. Not interested.”
“Didn’t ask if you were interested. Asked if you’d have a drink with me.”
She leaned back, raking her pretty eyes up and down my body. They flitted, over my arms and legs, lingering on the bulge in my pants, for far longer than I expected. Finally, they landed on the patches stitched on my cut.
I smirked at her attempt to act indifferent, unaffected. She didn’t fool me; her pink cheeks were a dead giveaway. Angel wanted me as much as I wanted her.
“Knight’s Legion Motorcycle Club.President, impressive. But a biker? Yeah… Not interested.” She shook her head, seemingly forgetting I had a hold of her waist. I imagined the rest of her body felt as spectacular, if not more.
But reject me? Hell no.
