Page 26 of In Too Deep

This is not part of the plan.

I came to this club to get intel and try to get the club to trust me, but I had to have this instant attraction to the daughter of the fuckin’ president.

She’s beautiful, with gorgeous, long, dark, wavy hair, the greenest eyes I’ve ever seen, and full, luscious lips and skin that looks so smooth that I could run my fingers over it day and night. She’s slim but not too skinny, has curves in all the right places, and I just can’t take my eyes off her.

Fuck! What the hell am I doing? I need to get my head out of my ass!

Sitting on her father’s lap and the way he looks at her lovingly is not the president I’ve heard about for years. Not the crazy president who goes around killing people and getting himself on the news and in jail. This man here is showing love and adoration to his daughter. Could this be all for show? I have no idea, but I tend to find out.

Gazing into her beautiful green eyes, I say, “Nice to meet you, Belle.”

She smiles, and I feel her smile all the way to my toes.

“Nice to meet you, too, Seth. What brings you to the Royal Bastards?”

Shifting my eyes from Belle to Vinney, I reply, “Your old man invited me.”

“Seth is the new owner of the motorcycle garage down the road. He’s been working on Shooter’s bike and did some great work. We met him today. Seemed like a good man, so I invited him here.”

“Whoa, Dad, one meeting, and you’ve already let him into your club? That’s new. Maybe you’re getting old,” she teases, patting his head.

“Ha! I don’t think so. We’re just having a drink, that’s all.”

She looks up at me while replying to her father and says, “Is that so?”

“And I accepted his hospitality.”

“Right,” she says, looking down at Vinney and giving him a wink. “I’m off. I’m beat.”

She gets up off his lap, and he asks, “Bed then?”

She looks at me. “Not exactly…” Swallowing hard, I can’t help but feel she’s trying to hint at something. But then she stares down at her dad again and says, “I’m off to Pete’s.”

Who is this Pete? Is it her boyfriend? Is that what she meant when she said not exactly? Cole, this is no business of yours. Focus.

“Look, I don’t mind you hangin’ around with that…”

“Dad, don’t,” she growls. “We’ve talked about using that word.”

“Okay, okay,” he says, palms up at her. “I’ll stop.”

“Good, now goodnight. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

She turns to me. “I’ll see you next time, Seth…. hopefully,” she adds. Vinney’s eyebrows raise, and he glares at me.

“She’s off-limits, you got me?”

I nod once, then look up at Belle. She’s wearing tight black jeans that show off her curves and a ripped T-shirt that hangs over her silky shoulder, revealing a black lace bra. Just looking at her, I feel myself getting hard.

Fuck.

“I’ve got you.”

She turns around and heads out of the room, shutting the door behind her. Her sweet perfume lingers around me, and for a minute, I catch myself daydreaming about her.

“Hey, Seth, I’m serious. You even think about touching her, and you’re a fuckin’ dead man.”

Palms up, I say, “I get it, it’s all good. I’m not looking for anything and wouldn’t think about going after your daughter.”

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