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“I’ll just bet she did. This girl is going to be a problem, Elvis,” I say.
He moves from my kitchen, walking around the bar until he’s directly in front of me. Then he wraps his fingers around the back of my neck before he dips his chin and almost touches his mouth to mine. He doesn’t kiss me, though. He just keeps his lips so close that I can practically feel them, then he speaks.
“She doesn’t mean shit, babe. It’s you, only you. Ignore her crazy ass because there’s only you.”
“The fact that you call her crazy makes me worry,” I whisper.
He shifts his head backward slightly, sinking his teeth into his bottom lip as his gaze searches mine. “Nothing to worry about, sweetness. There’s only you for me, yeah?”
“Yeah,” I exhale, but I don’t believe my own word. Because I am worried about this girl. She clearly wants him, and she’s there with him a lot more than I am. But we wouldn’t be in a real relationship if I didn’t trust him, and until he gives me a reason not to, that’s exactly what I’m going to do,
At least, that’s what I tell myself…
CHAPTER
TWENTY-SEVEN
KING
Leaving Shawn, which goes fucking against everything I have inside of me, I head back to the clubhouse. I want to take her with me. It feels like I should take her with me, but I know she’s got to bake her cupcakes early in the morning, and I have to do a bunch of bullshit late tonight.
Deliveries.
That’s what I have to do tonight.
I thought I was done with these since I’ve been working on getting all the brothers their CDL licenses, which has taken up all of my time. But Atomic has been busy doing whatever the fuck he’s been doing, so it’s up to me to get everything handled, considering he’s overbooked fucking everyone.
Everyone.
“How many deliveries tonight?” Clink asks.
“Six,” I murmur.
In reality, it’s not that many. We should be able to finish in just a few hours. However, when you’re not used to doing any, it feels like a lot. Plus, we have some other collections as well. Tonight isn’t just about deliveries.
Looking around the bar, I jerk my chin toward Atomic, who is bellied up, a beer in one hand, a shot glass in the other. I don’t ask him why. I know it has to do with Ryan. When he gets trashed, it always has to do with her.
And he’s already fucking trashed. I watch as Poison saunters up to him, her entire body completely nude as she moves toward him. Except she’s not looking at him. Her gaze is focused on me and only me.
This bitch is going to be goddamn trouble.
I knew it when that fight started between her and Shawn, but I was hoping that she would follow the rules. The ones she knows about. Especially the one where she doesn’t talk to an old lady. Hell, she isn’t even supposed to be seen by an old lady.
Atomic swings his head around to look at her, and I think he’s going to push her away, but he doesn’t. Surprisingly, he wraps his arm around her waist as he spins on the barstool and lifts her to his lap.
Turning away from them, I jut my chin out toward Clink. “I’ve seen both of them have sex enough to last me a lifetime. You ready?”
He grunts, jerking his own chin toward the door before he spins on his heels and begins to walk away. I follow behind him, my clipboard of all our stops in hand, my phone with the list of all the undocumented pickups along the way.
Clink and I make our way to the delivery truck. He climbs into the driver’s seat, and I take my place as bitch on the passenger side. I need to do the paperwork part of this shit while he drives. The accountant has to see legitimate bullshit, and I gotta make it look real as fuck.
He reverses the truck and turns it around, heading straight out of the compound. We’re silent until he speaks.
“You think hooking up with Shawn Cotton is a good idea?” he asks.
Turning my head, I look at him. I know Clink is younger than me, but I don’t think he’s as young as Shawn is. I don’t answer immediately. I wait, wondering if he’s going to finish his thought because right now if he leaves it at just that, I might punch him in the face.
He doesn’t say anything, so I ask. “What the fuck does that mean?”
