Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 28434 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28434 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
“Trust me, I’ll be waiting for you. You said you were going to eat my pussy all night.” His phone rings, but he still doesn’t move. He really doesn’t want me to get away. Leaning in, I place a quick kiss on his lips to show him I’m serious.
“Get your phone and meet me out front.”
“Don’t make me chase you.”
“Trust me, if I wanted to get away, there’d be no chase. I’d just be gone. But like I said, I want what you offered.”
Pulling his phone from his pocket, he glances down at the screen.
“I’ll be out in a minute.”
Before I can respond, the phone is at his ear, a female voice bursting through the line.
Not liking the jealously that shoots through my body, I quickly retreat out the door, making my way to the bar. I clear out my tab and head to the front of the bar, but before I reach the door two men walk in. My stomach drops at the patches decorating their leathers. Five Aces. I don’t recognize either of them from the meet earlier today. What fucking luck. Of all the goddamn bars in this town, they had to come to mine, or maybe that’s why they’re here. But the problem is I don’t have a gun, and they’re mere feet from me.
They only time I ever hate being a woman is when it comes to physical confrontation. One good blow and I’m done for. That’s why you never let anyone get too close. Just as quickly as my fear rises, it’s replaced with anger. I have no reason to fear these fuckwads. I’m in a public place, and even the Five Aces aren’t that stupid.
Locking my gaze on them, they both suddenly go still, letting me know they know who I am. Odds are they came looking for me. Word must have spread fast that their VP took a bullet to the shoulder, and it probably didn’t take long for them to guess who put it there.
“I think it says a lot when they won’t let the one bitch they have in their crew party with them. She has to find some rundown place to hang out all alone,” the one with blonde hair drawls, taking a step closer to me. He’s within touching distance, and being this close to one of them puts me on edge.
“Get out of my space, you piece of shit.”
His mouth lifts in a smirk, making my blood boil. These fuckers broke into my range, stole my guns, then have the nerve to come to my bar and talk shit. Fuck it, breaking his pretty-boy face might be worth taking a few hits myself. He’s a little too pretty for his own good anyway.
Pulling back my hand, I slug him right in the nose. His head flies back, making him stagger a few steps.
“Told you to get out of my space,” I say calmly, testing my fingers to make sure I didn’t do any damage. That’s all I need, a fucked-up trigger finger.
“You little cunt,” he snarls, curling his lips at me. Blood is coming out of his nose, and his whole face is flushed red—he’s probably embarrassment that same “cunt” just broke his nose. He starts to come back towards me but his sidekick grabs him by the arm, halting his movements.
“Don’t. We’re in a public place and she’s got a fucking pussy. Not here,” his sidekick says to him.
“I’m more than happy to kick your ass right here,” I bait sweetly, letting my anger get the best of me. What these men don’t know is part of what they stole from me could actually get me sent back to Texas and a needle put in my arm.
“You stupid whore, you don’t know who you’re fucking with. You’re probably just some loose pussy the club likes to have around. I bet you gave them a taste of your cunt so you could get into the club to begin with, didn’t you?” I have to control my eye roll at his words, it’s like men can’t come up with something better than my spreading my legs.
“I think your VP got a taste of me earlier today. Maybe you should have one too. Get a real good idea of how I got into my club.”
They both take a step towards me, but stop short. I was so focused in on the Five Aces that I completely forgot about Vincent. His arm wraps around my waist pulling my back flush to his front, holding me in a possessive grip. One that says we’re more intimate than we are. That I’m his or some shit. He completely dwarfs me with his size, and he’s still got at least three inches on Blondie and Sidekick. His timing is perfect. He might not want to take me home after he hears these two run their mouths, but I won’t be taking a punch to the face.
“There a problem?” Vincent growls from behind me. He locks his arm around me tighter, and I’m thankful he doesn’t pull me behind him. Neither of them say a word, just study him for a few beats, before fastening their gaze back on me.
“You’re fucking a fed, Casper?”
I feel Vincent’s body go solid against me. It takes me a moment to get what Blondie said, but before I respond, Vincent beats me to it. “Get the fuck out of here before I make your night hell.”
“Fuck it,” the blonde snarls. “Have fun with the bitch. Hope you don’t end up with a few bullet holes in you. That’s her MO, but you probably know that, don’t you?”
Vincent keeps his arm locked around me but doesn't respond.
“The Five Aces a bunch of tattletales now? And you give my club shit for having a pussy in it. Seems like you guys have a few of you own.”
“Fuck you,” he snaps back at me. “Let’s get the fuck out of here.”
Both men head to the door, and I feel myself release a long breath.