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The idea of her being with another member had gotten under my skin. I was just fucking with her about the twins. I didn’t have anyone, just like I had messed with her about Jules that first time I had met her. Jules was an old friend, and she looked like the stereotypical pick for a member to fuck. Truth was, she was broken hearted over the woman she’d lost and usually just needed a drinking buddy.
She worked to piss off the only woman I had ever seen that had managed to crawl under my skin. She was a problem from day one, and now she was festering.
I had broken my one rule for her.
That fucking kiss.
I had to remind myself she was leaving and wouldn’t be a problem for me anymore.
Still, the idea of her trying to see someone tonight wasn’t happening. Just because I couldn’t have her didn’t mean anyone else could.
Turned out I didn’t have to worry about it; the second we arrived back at the club, Wes ordered the girls to stay put. Then Wes put me on security, watching over both Callie and Laura.
Being in the apartment that was supposed to be mine was never as difficult as it was when occupied by a girl that I wanted for myself. She had decided to go outside the second I had walked in.
Fine by me.
I didn’t need to talk through our little exchange from earlier. Didn’t need to relive that kiss, or the fact that it was the worst and best thing I have ever experienced. I didn’t need to relive her smiling at me while straddling my hips, or how it seemed to remove every doubt I’d ever had about letting someone inside this fucked up heart of mine.
I blinked, staring up at the seventy-five-inch screen. Wes had good taste. I liked how dark and masculine everything in his apartment looked. My mind drifted to what it would look like if I had it. A flash of blonde entered the image in my head, Laura smiling at me from her spot on the couch. Her laughing as I dove in for a kiss. Us planning meals, cooking together in the kitchen…me fucking her slowly against the counter.
Jesus.
Where did that come from?
My chest ached; this was bad. So fucking bad.
Suddenly the glass door from outside opened and the woman walked in. I stared at Laura as she walked past me as if I were invisible.
Under her shirt, she still had invisible ropes of pleasure smearing her skin. I had marked her, and she was just walking around as if I hadn’t.
Callie walked out through the garage door, leaving Laura all alone in the kitchen. I took the opportunity to get up from the couch in search of a glass of water. I found her standing at the counter, her back to me as she wrestled with the top of a frozen dinner meal. She didn’t turn or even acknowledge me, so I reached around her and grabbed the dinner meal from her and took my knife out to slice through it.
“I was perfectly capable of doing that.”
Smirking at her, I caged her in against the counter. Her blue eyes lit up with the afternoon light, her face flushing just the slightest bit. My hand suddenly traveled to her stomach, just because I wanted to skim it, touch it. See if she would respond for me like she had before.
She responded alright, but it was with a push at my chest.
“You made yourself clear back at the house. I’m good.”
She moved to the sink, and I grabbed her hand and spun her around.
“I’m not. I don’t want you to see other members while you’re here.”
She didn’t pull away, but her glare was enough to have my confidence waning.
Drawing closer, she was practically right in front of me when she whispered, “then maybe I need to leave.”
That took the air out of my lungs, like a sucker punch to the stomach. I searched her face, a million words on the tip of my tongue, none of which I’d ever say out loud. Until finally one word cleared the fog, just one.
Stay.
And my mouth parted right as Callie came through the door. I moved away from Laura and walked back to my spot on the couch. She was leaving. Regardless of when, she wasn’t staying here, it didn’t matter if I wanted her to stay or not.
…But why did my stupid heart kickstart at the idea of her abandonment?
Later that night, I had stolen Laura’s phone number.
