Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77999 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77999 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
I nodded, then watched as she sauntered away.
She had just made it back to the bar when Ghost stepped up beside me and asked, “What was that all about?”
“Nothing,” I lied. “She was just checking in.”
“Everything running smooth?”
“Yeah, so far so good. Let’s just hope it stays that way.”
“Hell, ain’t that the truth.” He assumed his post next to me as he announced, “I don’t think I could take much more.”
“Why? What’s going on?”
“Dumb shit. My bike’s been fucking up, I’ve got this weird spot behind my left nut, and I’m pretty sure I’ve got a fucking stalker.”
“That’s a lot to unpack there, brother.”
“Well, I don’t know what’s going on with the bike. I left it at the garage so Skid could check it out. And the spot is just a weird itch.” He shifted his stance with a wince. “But it’s not in the best of places, and it’s bugging the hell out of me.”
“Might wanna get Blade to check it out.”
“Not having him look at my taint, brother. Not happening.”
“He wouldn’t like it any more than you, but you don’t fuck with the balls.”
“Yeah, you’ve got a point there.”
“So, what’s with the stalker.”
“I got bored last weekend and decided to check out the whole Tinder thing. Ended up matching with some hot chick, and we hooked up. It was alright. We had a hell of a time, and I mean a hell of a time.” He sounded truly horrified as he added, “But now, I can’t get rid of her.”
“Sounds like she might be the source of your itch.”
“I wouldn’t doubt it, and now, she’s about to give me a damn ulcer, too. She keeps calling and texting, and it’s driving me nuts. The other night I didn’t answer, and she just showed up at the house.” He shook his head. “And now, she won’t leave. I don’t know how I’m gonna get rid of her.”
“Get Nikki and a couple of the girls to follow you home tonight. I bet they can run her off.”
“That’s not a bad idea. I’ll have to give it a try.”
“Best make sure you really want her gone because if those girls have anything to do with it, she won’t be back.”
“Oh, I want her gone. No doubt about it.”
“Then, you should be good.”
“We’ll see.” Sounding relieved, he glanced over at me and asked, “What about you? How’d things go with your mom?”
“Bout as well as could be expected.”
“That good, huh?”
“I should’ve kept my ass at home.”
“Aw, damn. That doesn’t sound good.”
“Lesson learned. I won’t be going back any time soon.”
“Can’t blame ya there.”
Ghost turned his attention to the club, and I did the same. I kept scanning the club floor, searching for any sign of disturbance. I welcomed it. I wanted anything that would keep my focus off of her, but no matter how hard I tried, my mind kept drifting back to Antonia in that damn yellow one-piece.
It wasn’t that it was revealing. It was just the opposite. Everything a man would hope to see was completely covered, but it didn’t matter. She still looked sexy as fuck, and I struggled to keep from staring.
I’d been around beautiful women before, but none had ever had such an effect on me—none had ever made me consider risking everything for just one more touch, just one more taste. It was all I could think about. She was my every desire wrapped up in a beautiful but damaged, package.
I knew it was fucked up.
I knew I was crossing lines I had no business crossing.
But I couldn’t help myself.
I simply couldn’t keep my hands off her. When I pulled her into the water, I just wanted her close. I didn’t want to hurt her. I’d never hurt her. The second I saw that she was struggling, I grabbed her up and pulled her into my arms.
Everything went downhill from there.
It was all so stupid, and I was stupid for even giving it a second thought.
I was done with the bullshit.
It was time for me to get Toni out of my head, once and for all, so without thinking, I started walking towards the bar. I’d only taken a couple of steps when Ghost called out, “Where ya going?”
“I got something I need to do.”
Without saying anything more, I walked up to Star and took hold of her hand. Her eyes lit up when she saw that I was leading her to one of the private rooms. As soon as we were inside, Star closed the door and turned to face me with a seductive smile. “I was hoping you’d change her mind.”
“Don’t have long.” I sat down on the lounger as I added, “I’ve gotta get back to my post, so let’s get on with it.”
“Whatever you say, boss.”
I leaned back and watched Star begin to sway her hips to the beat of the music, and I had to give it to her. The chick was a hell of a dancer. Her movements were fluid, hypnotic, and lured me in like a moth to a flame. She straddled me, and with her hands in her hair, she leaned forward, teasing me with her full breasts.