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His hot breath fanned my face as he whispered, “I remember how you’d tug my hair and scream for me to go deeper with my tongue, to suck your clit. Remember that time I flipped you on your stomach and spread your cheeks, until I was circling your—”
“Callie! There’s an archery range out back and a target for ax throwing. This place is wild, but I’m here for it!” Laura yelled from outside, making her way in.
Wes released me and stepped back, all while keeping his gaze on me.
Once Laura was on the porch, he scoffed, derision creeping into his focus.
“I hope you think of it all night, Callie.All of it. I hope you remember why you should have just stayed away, and then I hope you wake up in this shithole and realize how irrelevant you’ve become. You left, and you should have stayed gone. Now you’re just creating work for me, so do me a favor and stay here like a good little princess, unless you’re ready to give up and go back home.”
With that, he walked away, the scuff of his boots rumbling against the hardwood and a million dust motes gleaming in the slice of sunlight from the open door.
Laura stood in the doorway watching, her face blanching. Obviously she’d heard the tail end of what he said. Then Max ran inside with a loud bark, and I couldn’t hold myself up any longer.
I slid to the floor and watched as my dog moved in to support mode, placing his head into my lap. My best friend curled in on the other side of me, and we stared at the tattered cabin in front of us, unsure what to do.
Laura spoke first.
“So to be clear, we’ll get in trouble if we go back to Sasha’s?”
I sighed, “yep.”
She made a sound of understanding.
“And we’re still blacklisted from town?”
“Correct.” I slid my fingers through Max’s silky coat, trying to calm my nerves.
“Okay, well, that’s bullshit. We are so getting that asshole back. We still have a good chunk of the day left, let’s go talk to a few realtors.”
As if any would work with us.
Laura could likely feel my mood, because she slipped her arm under mine and helped me up.
“There is no way Wes has every single one under his thumb. He’s not that crafty. Let’s talk to one out of DC, or at least a few cities over.”
I hated this, because I knew how delicate this situation was, and it wasn’t as simple as just going a few cities over to find a realtor. If that one person had any ties to a rival club, then there would be a war. They couldn’t know that the club was for sale, but what option was Wes leaving me?
I had to figure out some way to get the upper hand.
Sasha wanted me to sell so badly…surely she would know of someone I could talk to.
Decision made. I’d reach out, but be discreet about it. Wes didn’t control everything; it was high time someone stepped up and showed him that.
TEN
WES
AGE 17
I tuggedon the back door one last time to ensure it was locked before flipping the lights.
It was part of closing procedures, but even if it wasn’t, I’d still do two rounds, double checking all the locks. It was one of the reasons my boss loved me, and why he gave me whatever shift I wanted.
I got myself a job at the local mechanic shop, called Henry’s Auto Body. It wasn’t anything fancy, but the town trusted Mr. Henry with their vehicles, which in turn kept his doors open and customers coming back. I had requested the closing shift two months ago as summer approached, because I wanted the chance to be with Callie without raising suspicion from my parents. They knew I usually closed things around nine, but that I stayed after to help with custom work. They just had no idea how long that usually took. That was before when I actually had a family who gave a fuck about my life.
Now, it was just convenient to have a similar schedule as Callie.
Finally moving to the side door, I grabbed my stuff and exited the shop. My head was down, peering at my cell phone as I walked toward my truck. The summer heat was heavy against my skin as I tugged open my door and tossed my lunch box and extra shirt inside.
