Page 22 of Hollywood

Chapter Thirteen

Hollywood

“You sure you don’t want to go to class today?” I stared at Winter and cupped one side of her face in my hand as we stood outside the clubhouse while the sun shined down on us. “I can move this visit to later if you want to go.”

Her lips spread into a wide grin. “I’m sure. It’s just a lecture and I have my laptop with me so I can work on my paper. Is thisvisitabout the guys scamming my dad?”

I nodded to avoid lying. Technically it wasn’t a lie, I was going to talk to Winston because it had been a few days, and I wanted to make sure he was okay since he wasn’t answering my calls. Or texts. There was a small part of me that thought he somehow knew I’d spent all day buried deep inside is daughter, and the guilt of that threatened to overwhelm me. I knew I was actually doing anything wrong but there was a code among friends, and I’m pretty suredon’t fuck my daughteris a core tenet of that code. “I need to look into a few things.”

Winter studied my face as she nodded, searching my eyes for something. She exhaled and finally nodded. “I guess that means I can’t come with you?”

“Sorry babe, I gotta do this on my own.” There was no way I could take her with me to see Winston when I could still smell her on my body, when my cock still felt as if he was buried deep inside her sweet pussy. I wouldn’t be able tonottouch her in front of him and I wasn’t sure what this wasbetween us, which meant we shouldn’t be making any public announcements.

“Fine.” She let out a fake pout that turned into a smile. “Be safe and I’ll be here doinghomework.” She rolled her eyes and then licked her lips as her gaze darkened. “One kiss before you go?”

“Fuck yes,” I groaned and speared my fingers through her hair before I slammed my mouth down on hers. She tasted like coffee and pineapple lip gloss, and I couldn’t get enough of it. She tilted her head back and wrapped her arms around me as she pressed her hips, her belly, and her gorgeous tits against me. But when she moaned her pleasure, my cock grew long and hard behind my zipper and Winter felt it immediately, moaning again and pressing harder against me.

Her lips were soft and sweet, her tongue aggressive and greedy. We were at the point where this kiss had to end, or I would be forced to carry her inside the clubhouse and fuck this need out of myself before I left to see Winston. “Hollywood,” she moaned, the sound raw and hungry, breathless that same way she said my name when I fucked her.

I pressed my forehead against hers and groaned. “I need to go, Winter.”

She smiled. “Who’s stopping you?”

Her question made me laugh and I shook my head, taking a step back because we needed the distance. “You are, you fucking temptress.”

She tossed her head back and laughed. “Me,” she asked innocently. “I just asked for one little kiss.”

I groaned and adjusted my hard cock in my jeans. “Just remember sweetheart, payback’s a bitch and when we get home tonight? You’re all mine.”

She shivered and licked her lips again. “Don’t threaten me with a good time.”

I kissed her again hard and short before I spun her around and shoved her into the clubhouse. “Stay here and don’t leave without one of the guys. Got it?”

She spun with a mischievous smile on her face. “Yes sir.”

“Save that for later.” I winked and looked around until my gaze landed on Hawk. I gave him a nod and slid a glance to Winter, to let him know what I needed.Watch her.“Be back soon.”

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The ride to Winston’s place was short, the ride incredibly familiar even though my heart thumped against my chest. I wasn’t scared of much in this world, not being shot—did that and got the scar to prove it. I’ve fought some of the toughest bastards in the California prison system and lived to make sure nobody else tried to fuck with me. I could handle gangs, MCs, cartels and even the fucking cops. What I couldn’t handle? Hurting or losing my oldest friend in the fucking world.

The walk up the steps felt eternal and the long wait for Winston to answer the door was even longer. But there he was with a crooked smile on his face and no new bruises, at least none that I could see. “Hollywood. Come on in, man.” He looked relieved to see me, which put me on edge.

“Expecting someone else?”

He shrugged in the way he always did when he didn’t want to talk about something. “I figured you’d drop by soon enough.”

“That’s not an answer, Win.”

He shrugged and let out a heavy sigh. “A few people knocked on the door yesterday. Strangers, every last one of them. I didn’t answer the door, of course, but I have no doubt they knew I was home.” There was tension around his eyes and his mouth.

“What else, Win?” I raked one hand through my hair and waited for him to tell me the whole truth.

“Times like this I really hate that you can read me so well.”

“Yeah well, that’s the downside to a lifelong friendship. Tell me.”

“Yeah. Yes. Okay.” He leaned forward, forearms resting on his legs and his gaze fixed on my face. “They doubled their ask and threatened Winter again. More graphic this time.” He shoved the phone across the coffee table. “Really fucking graphic, man.”

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