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“You think I’ve got all day?” I growl.
He looks around as if someone is going to help, and that’s when I know he won’t be getting my vote when his time comes. There are always bigger and harder men around the corner. Not everyone you fight is going to end up on their arse. The question is, and what I want to know, is how he handles himself against someone who doesn’t care if he lives or dies.
He flicks his fist out, but after watching him fight Havoc, I now know he’s predictable. I see it coming and dodge it. While he does his best to follow it with an uppercut, I’m already behind him and smashing my fist into his kidney. The fucker drops to his knees and doubles over. Closing my eyes, I imagine taking advantage and pummelling my fists into his ribs and head, coating my skin with his blood. But then I open my eyes, take a deep breath, and remember I can’t go too far with the prospects. Chaos has warned me numerous times, unfortunately, that they’re not toys for me to break.
And speak of the devil, he mumbles, “What have I told you about fighting the prospects?”
I can’t help but grin at him, leaving his question unanswered. He steps back, frowning.
“Why are you smiling? You never smile. What’s going on?” he enquires.
“I’ve met someone,” I tell him.
He arches his brow. “A woman?”
I scoff. “Of course a woman.”
Holding his hands up in defence, he quips, “Does she know you’ve met?”
I scowl, ready to fight again, but I have too much respect for my president to throw a punch. And technically, Evie doesn’t know we’ve met yet, so the fucker is valid in questioning it.
“Not yet.”
But she will soon enough.
Rolling his eyes, he looks over to the prospects.
“Go get yourselves cleaned up.”
I grin as they trudge off and inside the club when Chaos adds, “So who’s the girl? Do we know her?”
“No.”
The lines around his eyes pinch. “Should I be worried about you?”
“Why would you need to worry?”
He looks at me like I’m an idiot.
“I remember Debbie. And you’ve not been in a relationship with anyone since her.”
My shoulders tense, cursing the day I ever met Debbie. She was my first and only girlfriend. I fell so hard for her, I couldn’t think straight. She was my everything, and I couldn’t stand to be away from her. I needed to know where she was at all times. I didn’t like her talking to anyone, and I may have beaten up a couple of the lads on our estate when I thought they were looking too long at her.
I know I fucked up, and I know I went too far. I scared her away, but I’ve learned from that.
“Fucking hell, Prez, I was seventeen.”
It was fifteen years ago.
“I’m only looking out for you, brother.”
I get that, and because I know he’s genuine, I leave it. I know I’m not wired right, but nothing’s going to get in my way of getting to know Evie.
I’m not going to make the same mistakes again.
