Total pages in book: 13
Estimated words: 11879 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 59(@200wpm)___ 48(@250wpm)___ 40(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 11879 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 59(@200wpm)___ 48(@250wpm)___ 40(@300wpm)
“I can’t take you back, Madison. Physically, I can’t take you back there. I don’t know why… I can’t explain it. All I can tell you is that I can’t let you out of my sight. I can’t risk you getting hurt.”
She’s looking back at me and her face softens. I still don’t think she completely understands. I don’t think she gets the importance that she’s the only woman that I’ve ever allowed on the back of my bike.
After we stare back at each other for I don’t know how long and I think that any second I’m going to kiss her, she finally lifts her shoulders in a shrug. “Okay.”
“Okay?” I question her. That was too easy.
“I’ll stay tonight. But I have to go to work tomorrow. If I don’t, they’ll give my job to someone else, and I can’t lose my job.” She walks away from me and stands by the door to go into the clubhouse.
Damn, I wish I could take her to my house. But with the attack, the clubhouse is the safest place for tonight. I walk over to her and wonder if I should warn her about what she’s about to see. I decide not to, and open the door, letting her even further into my life.
We stop when we walk in. I expect her to gasp, to look outraged, pissed off or even upset that I’ve brought her here. But she’s not. She looks around the room and her gaze doesn’t even slow down when she sees one of the brothers and two of the sweet butts making out in the corner. When she gets around the room, she looks up at me. “I’m not feeling up for a party. Where am I sleeping?”
I grab her hand and walk her past everyone toward my room. A few of the men holler at me, trying to wave me over, but I just nod at them and keep walking. I spot Smokey, the vice president, and ask him, “Where’s Pres?”
“He’s in his room. I wouldn’t bother him.” He gives me a look telling me that he’s not alone.
“Okay. Church. Early in the morning. Get rid of the sweet butts and call everyone in. Have the prospects at the door. Send a few to the hospital to keep an eye on Rider and Rancher, they are there. Rancher’s hurt, but nothing serious,” I tell him.
He starts to ask me something, but with one look at Madison, he changes his mind and merely nods.
I hear the music stop before I get to my room.
I didn’t even introduce Madison to him. I’m glad she didn’t want to hang out, because brothers
or not, I don’t want to hang in a room with her and them until they understand they are to leave her alone.
I open the door to my room and usher her in. She looks around the bare walls. “This is where you live? Do all of you live here?”
I try to look at it through her eyes and I see the bare walls, with nothing personal to be seen anywhere. “When I stay at the club, this is my room. I have a house just down the road.”
“And you brought me to your club instead of your house.” She hugs herself and looks down at the ground. “Look, Brick, if you have a girlfriend or wife at home waiting on you, I don’t think I need to be staying in your room. Plus, uh, I don’t know what you think about me, but”—she points at the bed—“I’m not sleeping with you.”
I shake my head. She doesn’t get it, but how can I expect her to? She just met me and honestly, I’m surprising myself here. Any other woman I would have already been balls deep in by the door so as to not dirty up my bed. I would have had her out of my room and back at the party. But that’s not even entered my mind with Madison. Well, I’ve thought about fucking her, that’s no doubt. But I’m trying to figure out how to keep her in my bed instead of out of it.
“No wife. No girlfriend. I brought you here because we just got into a brawl with our rivals and until we know how they plan to retaliate or what we plan to do… Hell, woman, that’s club business, anyway. Until I know you will be safe at my house, we are here.”
I swear it’s only been a few hours and she’s already got me talking about more stuff than I should be talking about with her.
She points at the bed and before she even gets started, I tell her honestly, “The bed’s clean. I’m the only one that’s slept in it for a while. I will bunk with one of my brothers, but only if you promise me that you stay in this room unless I come and get you.”