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I don’t understand women. I never have. Mae is avoiding me. Whenever I go to her room, Piper is there. She’s like some damn pit bull, telling me Mae isn’t well enough to see me. I feel bad for not turning up last night, but I got a call saying Lorenzo had been spotted, so I had to go and check it out. It proved pointless. The shack he’d been seen at was empty, with no sign of anyone ever being there.
This only serves to remind just how complicated women can be. If she’s upset, she just needs to tell me. I hate to be ignored.
Scar pops his head into the office as I’m rolling a pen back and forth across the desk. “You okay, Pres?”
“Just pissed that we didn’t get him. I want this to be over with.”
“We all do, brother. We’ll get him. Everything else okay?”
I frown at him. “What are you asking me, Scar?”
He steps into the office, closing the door behind him. “I came down to get a drink last night. Couldn’t sleep and thought a glass of something strong might knock me out.”
My heart rate picks up, but I force my expression to remain neutral. “So?”
“I just wanted to say, I don’t blame you. She’s a beautiful girl, and I’m not judging. Glad I didn’t take her out, though,” he says, adding a smile.
“Get to the point, Scar,” I growl, unsure of how much he knows. Anyone could have been on their knees behind that bar.
“Well, Mae is hot and loads of the guys wanna—”
I stand abruptly. “Don’t fucking finish that sentence unless you want me to remove your tongue.”
He holds up his hands, a small smile playing on his lips. “Hey, I’m not treading on your toes, Pres. I just wanted to say, I’m happy for you both.”
I take a breath and lower back into my seat. Scar sits across from me. “You don’t think it’s weird?” I eventually ask.
He shakes his head. “No, why would I?”
“Well, because it’s Mae. I’ve known her a long time.”
“She’s an adult, and so are you. Mae’s a great girl and she knows what she wants. You can’t pass up someone like her. She knows this life, and you don’t get that often.”
“I don’t know how everyone else will take it,” I mutter.
“Fuck everyone else, boss. Trust me when I say, if you’ve found the one, then you hold on to her. No one’s opinion matters.”
I’m not sure Queenie or Bernie would agree with that, and at the thought of the two important women in this club, my heart squeezes. I don’t want to hurt anyone, especially not them, as they’ve seen me through some tough times in this club. “Actually, Scar, do me a favour. Come with me and see if the pit bull, a.k.a. Piper, will allow you into Mae’s room.” Scar shrugs, clueless to what I mean, but he follows me anyway.
I stand to the side and watch as he knocks on the bedroom door. Piper answers it. “Hey, Scar.”
“Hey, baby, I came to see if Mae’s okay. Pres said she was ill.”
“Come in,” she says, opening the door wider.
“I knew it,” I growl, stepping forward.
Piper glares at Scar. “You traitor,” she hisses.
“Sorry, babe, he’s the President,” says Scar, like that’s the only explanation he needs to give. I step into the doorway, pissed that I’ve been refused by Mae.
“You can’t just barge in like this,” snaps Piper, and I glare down at her.
“This is my fucking club,” I snarl. “Get out of here.”
She hesitates, glancing at Mae. Any other day, I’d be proud that Piper was protecting her friend, but not today. Today, I need her out of our space, so I can talk to Mae. “It’s fine, Piper. I’ll be fine.”
Piper holds my stare as she leaves the room. It’s brave—not many people would stare me down, but I guess she’s pissed with me too. It’d be nice to know why exactly. It occurs to me that Piper may be against us, and she might have talked Mae out of trying any sort of romantic relationship with me. That cuts me deep, the thought that Mae might have changed her mind.
