Page 32 of Property of Big Daddy

“Biker slang for his truck,” Sissy tells her, and it warms something deep inside of me to see my girl being nice to Gwynee.

Sissy files into the small backseat of my truck without complaint.Gwynee and I climb into the front and I have to give her a boost due to her short stature.She scoots close to the center console and when I climb in, she places her hand over mine before I start it up.

“What you did today for Daisy was sweet.”

“Don’t mention it.Did what anyone would.”

I notice Sissy in the rearview mirror, listening and observing us.

“No.It’s not.Few people would go to the level of extra care you sought for her.Most people would turn a girl like that out on the street and hope for the best.”

“It’s nothing I wouldn’t want someone to do for Lucie or Sissy if they found themselves in a bad spot.”

The hostess at the restaurant gives us a curious look, but I’m used to the stares and whispers from the people in this town.They can talk all they want, but they all know nobody fucks with the Kings.

She seats us at a table in the back, away from all the murmurs and glances and I’m grateful for it.She just earned them an extra tip.While I don’t mind the gossip, I don’t want to be on display for them like a show with their meal.

Sissy orders her favorite.The steak enchiladas.Gwynee orders chicken fajitas.I get the steak and seafood fajita platter for two.I’m a big man and I like to eat.

Our server, Tessie, brings me a bottle of Modelo, a margarita for Gwynee, and a soda for Sissy.I watch her eyeing Gwynee’s drink when she excuses herself to the restroom.“Don’t even think about it, girl.You want a virgin daiquiri I’ll order you one.But you’re too young for alcohol.”

“It’s been a stressful day.I think I’ve earned a teeny sip.”

“You forget what happened when you snuck down to the bar with Lucie?”I grumble the reminder.

“No.”She slinks back in her chair.

“That’s what I thought.”

Last summer Lucie plied Sissy with liquor, and they decided it’d be a good idea to go skinny dipping in the pool at three in the morning and Sissy nearly drowned.If Hero hadn’t woken up from the commotion, she might not be sitting here.

Gwynee returns from the bathroom, her eyes slightly puffy and bloodshot.She’s obviously been shedding a few tears over Daisy.

I give her thigh a squeeze.“She’s going to be okay.I’ll make certain of it.Once she’s settled in and can have visitors, I’ll take you to see her.”

“Can I come too?”Sissy asks.

“Yeah, if you want to.”

“I do.”

I nod, and our food is brought out.

The three of us dig into our plates, happy to steer away from the heaviness of the day that seems to have settled on all our shoulders.After dinner I drop Sissy back at the house with strict order to go on to bed.She has school tomorrow, and it’s been a hell of a day.She says her goodbye to Gwynee, and I drive my woman to her place without swapping my truck for my bike.I’m bone tired and don’t have the energy.

My truck idles as I pull her in close for a kiss.

“You coming inside?”She questions and as much as I want to, I know she has stuff to do, and I need to head back to the clubhouse and check in on Lunatic.He’s taking the shit that went down with Daisy hard.Blames himself for not keeping a better eye on her.

I knew he had grown fond of her, but hadn’t realized how attached he was becoming.

I shut off my truck and walk Gwynee to her door.Both of us lingering longer than necessary but not quite ready to say goodnight.I give her a quick peck on the mouth that soon turns indecent.Our breath mingles as I explore her mouth with my tongue.Both of us know I’m not going home.

“Maybe I’ll stay for a few minutes.”I grin.

“Mhmm.”She hurriedly unlocks the door.

We stumble across the threshold, lips locked, hands roaming one another’s body.

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