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West stands over by the front door, talking to a couple people from the club that seem to be here a lot but I haven’t been able to meet.
“West! What’s up?” She asks in an extra girly tone. I give her a look.Does she like him?He’s way too old for her, but I guess there are no rules in a biker club.
He turns around, smiling when he hears her voice, but the moment he sees her that look is wiped off her face. “The hell you wearing?”
“I’m Little Red Riding Hood. You like?” She twirls around, and the curls bounce off her shoulders in perfect rhythm.
“Not in the slightest.” He reaches down to the hem of her dress and pulls on it, only for it to bounce back up to the top of her thigh. “This isn’t…” He looks flustered and a little annoyed. “Go dress in one of your other million Halloween costumes. This shit is too small.”
Violet giggles. “It’s not too small. It fits perfectly. And my only other costume is the one Ivy is wearing. She throws her thumb towards me.
West glances over, as if just noticing I was standing next to her. He does a double take, as if realizing what I’m wearing. His mouth drops open, as if at a loss for words. “Um, yeah.” He starts laughing. “This will be interesting.”
My eyes narrow, and I cock my head to the side. “What will be interesting?”
He opens his mouth, then falters. He glances from Violet, to me, and back to Violet. “You guys are…trouble.”
“Ay, West. Get your eyes off my girl.” Comes from behind me. I glance over my shoulder, seeing Aziel walking up with a cigarette hanging from his lip. He wraps his hand underneath my wings and around my waist.
West immediately averts his eyes. “I wasn’t—shit. My bad, man. Butlook at her.” He frowns. “Look at both of them. Why are you guys dressed like this? Tryin’ to give a heart attack to every guy in this place? Fucking hell.” He runs his hands through his blonde locks. “I need a drink.”
Aziel looks down at me, flaring his nostrils as his eyes fall down my body, landing on my breasts, my waist, and my shoes. He points at West. “Don’t look at her again.” Then he points at Violet. “This is the fuckingawesomecostume you got her?” He sneers.
Violet laughs, extending her hands towards me in a sort ofta da.“Yeah. Isn’t she hot?”
Poor, stupid Violet.
He looks at me again, anger and lust firing up in his gaze. “That’s one way of putting it. Good thing I’m in a halfway decent mood tonight.” He points at Violet again. “Otherwise, your ass would be dead.” He points at me. “And your ass would be changing.” He stomps out his cigarette. “And Haley would be pissed.”
“Why?” I ask, wondering how she comes into this equation at all.
“Because that jar of eyeballs on the bar?” I look to where he’s pointing, seeing the gross looking fake eyeballs in some sort of liquid. “Those would be real eyeballs, because I’d have to poke everyone’s eyeballs out for looking at you in this costume.” He digs in his pocket and taps out another cigarette.
West pulls a joint out of nowhere. “This is what you need. Shit, we’ll both need it if we’re going to get through the night.”
“Thank fuck.” Aziel slips the cigarette back into his pack and takes the joint and sparks it up. “Good thing I’m in a good mood tonight, right?” He says to me.
The looks in his eyes is untamed. The beast is back, hands gripping the bars as he tries to break free. He wants to be unleashed. He wants to create unimaginable havoc.
He’s full of chaotic anger.
“Yeah. Good thing.”
19
Aziel
Ican’t get her out of my head.
I sit outside on the bench, Ivy only a few feet ahead of me talking to Violet. She’s been quiet. She’s pretty shy, I realize. Whether she’s always been that way or what’s happened to her has turned her into an introvert, she doesn’t socialize much. Between talking to Violet, myself, or West, she hasn’t really spoken to anyone else.
Every so often she goes upstairs with Violet to check on Lilah, coming back down minutes later to say she’s in the same position she was the last time she checked on her.
I just can’t get her out of my fucking head.
Then she stands there in that damn black dress. It teases her upper thighs, swaying and sliding up as she walks in the sexiest fuck-me heels I’ve ever seen. The wings are large, realistic, and black as the night as they sit on her back. The girl is black head to toe except for her blonde, shiny locks that shine in the dark, like a halo on her seductive body.
I’ve been in a state of half-erection all night. Angry and fuming as I have to threaten everyone with a livid glance every time someone looks at Ivy. They notice her long, thin legs that lead to her tiny waist that flares at her hips. She’s a miniature hourglass, and I want to slide her underneath me with her costume on and ravage the fucking shit out of her.
