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“Ian. God is gracious.”
“Are you praying?” the frat boy asked with a scoff.
“No, dumbass, I’m not.” I shook my head, easily gripping the back of his neck within my hand and shoved his face toward the ground. “Life lesson. Don’t be an unnecessary dick, or you might end up like me. A criminal who hurts people for the sheer sport of it. Second lesson, stay in school, kids!” I added, stifling back a chuckle.
Fear sparked in his eyes, but he didn’t reply.
“Be straight with the kid, Stone. You usually have just cause for what you do. Like now, for example.” Sticks waved his hands in the air as he strolled in front of the guy and knelt down to be at his eye level. “This guy here was being a shit, so, in turn, the natural order of things, you’re being a shit to him. It’s survival of the fittest. An eye for and eye type of situation.” Stick’s boot sent the notebook skidding across the pavement, and it stopped a few inches away from the guy’s nose.
“Pick it up. With. Your. Teeth,” I barked, playing off Sticks’ move as I ordered the frat boy to do what I wanted. “Think that would suffice, Ian?”
“Uh. Sh-sh-sure. Yeah. Shaun, pick it up,” Ian nervously answered as I moved my fingers in a circular motion to encourage him to keep talking.
“Shaun, is it?” The guy’s neck moved in my clenched hand, and my body shook with silent laughter. I thought the guy might put up a little bit of a fight, but here he was, more of a pussy than I expected. “Tell you what, pick it up with your teeth and give me your ID and backpack. I’ll be taking your final for you.”
“You’ll what?” Shaun spoke for the first time since I’d grabbed him.
“Relax, Stone is a genius,” Sticks joked.
“You are?” Shaun asked.
“Well, not to sound like a dick, but yeah, I am. Now, to be a dick, it doesn’t mean I’m going to do your test for you. It’ll do you some good for karma to bite you in the ass.”
“Can’t I just apologize to Ian?”
“Oh, you will.” My fingers tightened, and a strained wheeze pushed out of his mouth. “But I’m still taking your shit. I need to get in there, and you’re not going to tell anyone about it. Got it?” When he didn’t respond immediately, I continued my rant, making it up as I went. “Do you understand?”
“I do.”
“Good.” I released him. “Now, be a kind lad and pick his notebook up for him and give me what I need.”
After he handed me his student ID and backpack, Sticks stepped in to finish the job. The easy part was over, now to get into the school and classroom. Of course, I could fight my way through the whole process, but the bigger production I made of us being here, the more attention we would get. I needed to get closer to her and have an actual conversation without being noticed by prying eyes. Maybe then I could figure out the reason shit was about to get downright chaotic, and my brothers were putting their lives at risk.
“Shaun Sheifha,” I mumbled under my breath, butchering the last name entirely, and pulled my cap down, looking away from the teacher.Fuck. Maybe I should have read the last name before taking the ID. I couldn’t pronounce the name right if I had an hour to practice saying it repetitively.
“Take a test and find a seat.” Her eyes lifted to the student ID hanging on the lanyard now around my neck. “Shaun, you’re wasting time.” She motioned her hand over the stacked papers and sighed in a bored tone. She obviously didn’t look at my face for a comparison of the picture or I would have had to deal with her. Lucky for her she didn’t care enough to make sure I was the right person, though.
My eyes scanned the room, and there wasn’t a vacant seat, much less two. This wasn’t going to work. She had to sit beside me and had to believe it was chance that it happened. There were two sets of brown eyes beneath thick eyelashes watching my every move in the middle row.
“Mind terribly if I take these seats, ladies?” rolled off my tongue in a smooth voice, and I prayed they obliged, regardless that they had no reason to do so.
“Sure.” They giggled in unison, their eyes roaming my cut. My leather usually had one of two effects on a woman. Either they reacted close to how these coeds were, or the woman automatically assumed that since I was a biker, I was a complete asshole. If I had to agree with one or the other, I would lean more toward the latter, even though I wasn’t one hundred percent an asshole all of the time. Maybe I was solidly in the ninety-two percentiles, though.
“Thank you.” I smiled. “I won’t need them for long,” I promised. In truth, I had no clue how long I would be there, but if they gave their seat up so easily, they didn’t need them anyway. If life had taken me the whole route of college and a bright future, someone would have been prying my dead stubborn ass from the chair.
“Nice of you to join us, Regina,” the teacher announced, and I dropped into the seat. My attention was on her at once, and I knew Sticks had been right. I regretted coming here. She was fucking delectable. I wanted her. My eyes were on her every move as her delicious curves moved back and forth beneath her baggy clothes. I was in trouble. The only thing I wanted to do to her throat was to hold it as I sank my cock as deep into her as she would let me.
Chapter4
Stone
“Yeah. That’s going to be a no, Boss,” I announced, dropping my gear on the floor of our clubhouse and tapping the table’s edge with my fingertips.
“No?” Our Prez’s eyes glanced over to me, then down at his fingers. His thumb flicked against the butt of his cigarette, knocking ashes into the tray.
“No. I’m not going to slaughter her for the Falbos. If they want her dead, they can do it their damned selves as far as I’m concerned. We could get someone better to run our shit anyway. At least, that’s my two cents.”
“She hot?”
