Page 7 of Wait For Me

Tripp was clutching the edges of his desk, trying not to fly over it and beat the shit out of me for my blunt observations, but he had to know. His daughter might have caught feelings for me – for whatever reason, I’ll never know – but the reverse wasn’t true. I’d avoided her for years in the hopes that she’d get over her little crush.

“Yeah,” Tripp finally conceded as he let loose the desk and knocked on it twice with the back of his knuckles as if he was bringing the gavel down in Church and sealing the deal. Damn. “See it gets done in the next two months, yeah? The sooner the better.”

I nodded and then stood. “That it?”

“As if that wasn’t already too much,” Mack huffed. “Go on, get out of here, Bagger.”

~*~

Two Months Later

I had two weeks left to figure out how the hell to back out of the deal I’d made with Tripp and Mack. I couldn’t back out this late in the game or they’d have my ass, but I wondered if there was a way to make sure Star said ‘No’ when the time came for me to ask. I’d spent the past couple months watching the girl and she was just that still – a girl. Her little doe-eyed stare always got to me, made me angry, and then I would run off with a couple club whores to fuck away the sensation of her eyes on me.

Star was beautiful, there was no question of that. Her long black hair draped down her back in a silky sheet that I’d love to wrap my hands around while her puffy pink lips circled my cock. Her tits were a plump C-cup at best guess, and I could just imagine watching another bitch suck on them while I fucked her with those lean-muscled legs of hers perched in the air over my shoulder.

Yeah, I could picture that shit all day long. What I couldn’t see was the demand that it be just us. That I was supposed to pretend to love her, marry her, and appear to be faithful to her, made me angrier than I’ve ever been. Neither one of us deserved to have to live that lie of a life. Only she didn’t know it would be a lie, which is what made her longing little looks crawl under my skin the way they did. I was closer to twenty-two than my current twenty-one and I’d only just begun to live it up. Last thing I wanted was to be tied down. Plus, I wasn’t a completely heartless bastard. I knew it would hurt her to live the way I wanted, despite what her father apparently thought.

Trying to back out of this deal, with that very thought in mind, hadn’t gone well for me. Prez threatened my cut if I fucked it up and didn’t manage to keep his daughter here. Mack chimed in and let me know that if, for some reason, his niece decided she didn’t want me then that wasn’t on my shoulders and the broken deal wouldn’t be my fault. It was the only way to get out of this and the one way I didn’t think was possible, considering the girl’s long-standing crush on me.

Fuck! I racked the balls on the pool table while trying to come up with another way out. I had two fucking weeks left. It felt like the end of the fucking world was coming. I’d even considered leaving the MC, but fuck, I couldn’t do that. I’d grown up here too. My dad transferred us from the Michigan Chapter two years before he was hit by a drunk redneck in a pickup truck going eighty miles per hour in a forty-five zone. T-Boned my dad coming around a blind curve because the fucker couldn’t stay in his lane.

This club was there for my mom and me. They’ve been there ever since and have become our family. Leaving the SVMC would gut me and there was no way I would head back to Michigan. I can still ride here in the winter and don’t have to stow my bike for months on end. No way would I want to trade that for shoveling snow and freezing my balls off.

I was yanked out of my thoughts when Ashlynn came running out of the back hallway where Kip headed about an hour ago. I watched as she swiped angrily at the tears that coursed down her cheeks and figured that Kip had turned her down again. I knew he was waiting until he could talk to his sister about what he wanted. The man respected the fact that Ash was Star’s best friend, and I had mad respect for that shit, because normally a man in our club would just take what he wanted and suffer the consequences later instead of considering a woman’s opinion.

“What’s up, Ash?” I asked as her back hit the wall beside me. She hadn’t even realized I was standing there getting ready to shoot pool.

“Oh, hey,” she sniffled and attempted to hide the fact that she’d just been crying. The mischievous glint in her shiny eyes should have told me to get the fuck out of there before shit went down, instead it made me curious. I was not like Kip. I was a fucking idiot who had always been led around by his dick. Truthfully, if not for Kip, I would have been up in Ashlynn’s pussy a long time ago. She was just my type. Tall, blond, thin, and with just the right amount of backbone and sass to make the ride worth it. She wasn’t an innocent little princess either. The bitch had made the rounds in high school and unlike other guys who would slut-shame her, I fucking liked that she took what she wanted and made no apologies for it.

That was the other thing holding Kip back from being with her. He knew her reputation too, and since he wanted something more serious with her, it mattered to him. Supposedly, she’d calmed down some in recent months, which was why he was finally ready to have the talk with Star.

“Hey yourself. You go see Kip?” I asked, still curious about her tears and the fresh look of a crazy idea blazing in her eyes since we started talking. Seeing her standing there was giving me ideas about how the hell I could get out of my current situation too. We might just be able to come to a mutually beneficial understanding, and even if that fell through, at least I’d go out with one last hurrah with a bitch who had been on my list to do for a couple years.

“He was too busy to see me,” she snarled. My eyes widened at the implication because I knew how Kip felt and that didn’t sound right.

“Just how busy was he?” Yeah, I was prodding because if he had a change of heart where Ash was concerned, then I could definitely use her for my own purposes. I glanced around, not seeing a bunch of people out and about, but just enough that I knew word would get back around to a certain future wifey.

“He was with Carla,” she admitted. Damn. That had to hurt. Kip had dated Carla on and off when we were still in school, but she went away to college, and they broke it off for good. I hadn’t seen her pass by me today, so it was weird that she might have been in Kip’s room. I shrugged that off and continued to watch Ash while letting her see the hunger in my eyes. I bit into my bottom lip and grinned.

“What’s goin’ on in that pretty head of yours, sweetheart?”

She moaned and pushed off the wall, moving with panther-like grace toward me. She had that shit locked down, the girl was obviously not afraid to seduce me, though she really didn’t have to bother.

“I think he needs a taste of his own medicine.” Her voice lowered just a bit, holding a note of lust there as she spoke. Ash set her hand down on my chest and started stroking her finger down the center of my cut. “I think you’ll serve a purpose for me, and I can guarantee you’ll like it.”

I could tell her that Kip would probably react exactly the opposite from what she was thinking would happen, but if I did that, then I couldn’t make a show of being with Ashlynn. I needed that show because it was the only way I could think to crush Star’s dreamy little plans for me and make her say ‘no’ when I asked her to marry me.

I reached out and grabbed Ash by her hips and yanked her closer so she could brush up against my hardening cock and see if she really wanted to go there. The other thing I wasn’t about to bring up with her was that she would be fucking her friend over. I wasn’t with Star, never had been, and didn’t really want to be outside of a fantasy fuck. That didn’t matter in girl land, especially with chicks fresh out of high school. They call dibs, and the friend is supposed to back off.

Fuck if I was going to remind her of the girl code though.

“We should fuck,” Ash stated coolly, as if she was asking me to go get a beer.

“Yeah? You know how I like to fuck?”

She backed up just a fraction. Yeah, she knew. Her eyes slid to the side to see if there were any other willing participants, but I’d already scoped the place too. Mitzi was nearby, and she was always down to do whatever, or at least she had been over the past year. Before that, it seemed more like she was with Skully and would occasionally play with others at his behest. That shit was not my business, and I wouldn’t turn her away when she’s willing to eat pussy for me, so win-win.

“Mitz!” I yelled across the clubhouse to where she sat at the bar. Her head swung my way and the grin she was wearing dropped almost immediately, but she still moved her ass to get closer.

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