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“You know how it is. Kimber wants to see her mom happy. It hasn’t gone unnoticed that the woman smiles a fuckuva lot in your presence.”
“That so?” I know the woman has a killer smile. Hell, it’s all I’ve been thinking about for months. Her pretty mouth wrapping around my dick and sucking till I come. I’ve jerked off to the fantasy more times than I care to admit. Every time I got close to making a move, she’d shoot me down. Always had a ready-made excuse. A man’s pride can only take so many hits before he backs off.
“Just don’t give up on her. Her past is a fucked up one. The shit Kimber has told me about her father…” he shakes his head and takes another pull off his beer. “Real piece of work. Would fit right in with Bianca’s dad.”
“Fuck.” Bianca is Sandman’s Ol’ Lady. Her dad is a lousy con artist who pulled her into his troubles last winter. I’ve heard bits and pieces about Zoe’s ex. How he pops up every now and again to give her a rough time. She swore he was bothering her again a few months ago. I installed a new security system at her place. As far as I know, there’s not been any sight of the dude. Hound thought she played that card for attention with him when they tried each other on for a bit, only she doesn’t strike me as the type.
My guess is that the sorry bastard likes to torment her until she speaks up and then disappears once he gets what he wants from her. They didn’t end on good terms. That much I know. He put his hands on her a few times. I ever catch his no-good ass sniffing around, I’ll make him wish he’d never shown his face around her again.
Link wanted to kill him. Since he’s Kimber and Kiesha’s father, he’s never made good on the threat. Fucking sperm donor is a more fitting title. Sounds like the guy isn’t fit to breathe the same air as her or their daughters.
“I gotta head out. Kimber is dragging me to some bullshit high school football game so we can keep an eye on Kiesha.”
“Shit. Have fun with that.”
“Comes with the territory. You stick it out with Zoe. You’ll be entering the rotation.” He slaps me on the shoulder and tosses his empty bottle in a nearby trash can.
I want to spy on a teenage girl about as much as I want a hole drilled in my head. I missed out on that shit with my sister. We’re more than making up for that lost time now that she lives with Smoke and me. Ember’s not much older than Kiesha. If Smoke wasn’t my best friend, I would have castrated him for going near her. But like I said, he’s proven himself worthy of her. As long as he treats her right and keeps her happy, I’ve got no complaints.
Nav takes off and I signal Dipshit Jimmy for another drink. “Quit texting your girlfriend and get my beer.” Kid is backwards as hell. Not surprising since he’s from my hometown. Being in the club will be good for the fucker if he can stick it out. He dates Ember’s best friend. Which doesn’t mix well since she’s not a fan of what he’s doing. At least that’s what I’ve picked up on from overhearing her griping to my sister. Soon that kid is going to come to a crossroad. The girl or the club.
If he wants to join this brotherhood, he’ll cut her loose.
Link enters the bar from the basement, shooting me a shit-eating grin. He takes up the spot Nav recently vacated. It’s like a fucking never ending intervention.
“Before you say shit, just don’t,” I warn.
“Only want a beer while I wait on my Ol’ Lady.”
Jimmy slides my beer across the bar and Link takes it.
Dickhead.
The prospect knows enough at least to fetch me another. Maybe he’ll make the cut, eventually.
“You and your woman have big plans tonight?”
“The night’s young, so we’ll probably hang here a bit.” The whites of his teeth flash through his dark beard. Bastard is hanging around on purpose.
I should have asked Zoe to dinner and offered to pick her up.
“Only got one thing to say. Treat her right. She deserves a good man who will look after her.”
I nod at him.
“Be patient.”
“You said one thing.”
“Yeah well. You fuck up and I’ll wrap my chain around your neck and drag your carcass down the interstate.”
“Would expect no less.”
“Lastly…” he starts, then pauses to take a long pull from his beer, “show her a good time tonight.”
“Anything else? Should I be writing this down?”
“Smart ass.”
