Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 65872 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 329(@200wpm)___ 263(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65872 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 329(@200wpm)___ 263(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
“Any biker would do,” Skull mumbles. I’m sure he’s had the same type of women in his club, but I shook my head no.
“Nah, man. She wanted an old man with clout. A position. She hit up Crusher and Bull after I made it apparent that I wasn’t going to go there again.”
“Did she find someone to take her up on her offer?”
“Lips mentioned that she was an old lady of a club that we were doing business with. I didn’t see her again until years later. It wasn’t until after Nicole had the boys and was pregnant with Kayden.”
“I assume she came back to tell you about King.”
I let out a breath as I think back to that time. “I don’t know what the fuck she had on her mind. You know that saying that trouble finds you when you provide an opening?” I mutter, rubbing the back of my neck.
“I’m not so sure that’s a saying as much as it is the truth, hermano.”
“True,” I agree and then shake my head in disgust. “Nicole decided she was no longer going to the club. Some of the twinkies were causing issues. She’d put them in their place over the years, repeatedly—even kicking out a few of the women who got too brave. I always backed her. We had these big parties set up with a club from out-of-town. We were set to form an alliance. I wanted my woman with me. She said no, and I got pissed. Unfortunately, Nicole got even madder. We had this huge fucking fight. The fight had been brewing for a while. It wasn’t even over anything major. It was just a bunch of little shit piling up. Nicole was worn out caring for the kids while pregnant. The club was going through shit, so I was busy a lot—leaving her alone. Nicole wanted the two of us to take a trip together and reconnect. I kept telling her I didn’t have time. Dumbass that I am, I told her I had responsibilities. She let it go, but I knew it hurt her that, once again, I was putting the club first. A month or so later, I informed her we had an out-of-town club coming in and I wanted her to be by my side. Like a fucking douche, I even told her what time she needed to be ready. Nicole went ballistic. She was pissed that I was asking her to do more for the club when she was already exhausted. I didn’t realize I had missed a doctor’s appointment, and she had to take herself. She called to remind me, but I was out on club business, so when she found that out, she just hung up instead of telling me why she called. When I tried to call back, she refused to answer.”
“Beth would have cut off my dick and fed it to me while laughing.”
“I’m sure Nicole wanted to, too. Needless to say, she didn’t go with me to the club. I went without her, pissed as fuck. I was nursing my anger with some Jack when Mavis walked in. She was wearing a club patch and was the President’s old lady.”
“Just like she was always searching for.”
“I thought so. Then again, Nicole says I’m stupid when it comes to women. God knows I’ve given her more than enough reason to believe that over the years. I can pen a motherfucker down miles away and know when they’re up to bullshit. Women? I always give them the benefit of the doubt, or whatever. Or at least I used to. Mavis weaned me off that shit.”
“What does that mean?”
“She came over and I got her a drink. We spoke about old times. She did her best to inflate my ego, and fuck, it felt nice, so I let her do it. I’ve never wanted another woman since I claimed Nicole, and that has never changed. It never will. So, I thought it was harmless…”
“Take it from me, Dragon. Nothing involving a woman that you’ve put your polla into is harmless.”
“I’m going to assume polla means dick,” I grumble wryly as he laughs.
“What happened next?”
“The next night she came back. Nicole and I didn’t talk, so I was being an asshole. When Mavis came over, I noticed she pulled the barstool up too close to me, but I didn’t want her. There was nothing I was going to do with her, though, so I ignored it. I got a call, so I left for a minute to get away from the music. When I came back, everything gets a little confusing. I remember drinking and making small talk with Mavis. At one point, she put her hand on my thigh. It was way too close to my dick. I remember knowing I should make her move it. For some reason, I wasn’t able to. I shook my head to try to clear the fog that I seemed to be in. I told her she should move because Nicole and her old man wouldn’t like it. She laughed and I remember she moved in closer, pressing her breasts up against me. She tried to play coy, saying what they didn’t know wouldn’t hurt them. It should have pissed me off. I remember thinking that, but instead of saying something, I could feel myself getting turned on. I sat there as she moved her hand over my fucking crotch, rubbing against my cock and then up my stomach.”