Page 20 of Blood & Honey
“Is that a tattoo?You really do want to be biker trash.”He scoffs.
“Want to say that to me?”a growly voice rumbles, and I look up to see the biker from before.
I recognize him from the clubhouse.Jackson stares at the dude looking ready to shit himself at the sight of the menacing biker.Tequila is as mean as they come.Redneck and tattooed with evil entities up and down his arms.He’s the type to kick your ass without thinking twice.
Tequila shoots me a wink.“Is this little prick bothering you?”
“Nah, that would require me giving a shit about his existence.”
He smirks, and I can see Melissa about to melt into her seat at the sight.Tequila is hot in a scary way.Like being attracted to the killer in a horror film.
“You ready to go?Blood asked me to follow you home.”
“Ready as I’ll ever be.I’ll call you later,” I inform Melissa, not paying Jackson any mind.I doubt he’ll be an issue moving forward.Graduation is less than two weeks away, and then he’ll be off on vacation with his family before leaving for his engineering school.All we were to each other were space fillers.Someone to pass the time with until graduation.
We were always going to end.
Melissa gives me a small wave goodbye.
True to his word, Tequila stays on me until I pull into the driveway.
I should’ve taken the long way home or something.
I stare up at the house, knowing that Blood is likely watching me on the security feed, waiting for me to exit my car.
I don’t want to face him and hear all about what a mistake I am.
That’s all I’ve ever been is someone’s regret.
My father.
My mother.
Shelby even.
Then Jackson.
And now Blood.
Why doesn’t anyone truly ever want me?
Chapter Six
Itshouldn’tbothermethat Ashley was at breakfast with that little shithead she’s been dating, but it does.Fuck.She’s under my skin, and that’s never a good place to be.Getting involved with me never ends well for anyone.
Is Goose right?Should I make this marriage legal in an attempt to lure Shelby out into the open?Who else would send texts to Ashley?And where the fuck is Slasher?He’s not at the clubhouse, and no one has heard from him since last night.Goose went to track him down when he left from here, but I’ve not heard shit all back from him either.
The motion sensor notification for the camera pointed at the driveway sounds.Ashley’s back.
She takes her sweet ass time exiting her car and walking up the stairs and onto the deck.I glance over at Ash as he pulls himself up by holding onto the rails of his fenced-in play area and plops back down on his butt.He jibbers and jabbers some nonsense, getting mad that he can’t stand for long periods of time.What was my old man thinking, trying to start over with Shelby?Was that bullshit all part of the lie and the scheme?He may have been fucking her, but I still have a hard time buying her story that he loved her.
I should’ve asked more questions, but I couldn’t bear the sight of her.When I’d look at her, I wanted to wrap my hands around her throat and squeeze until there wasn’t a breath left in her body.The only thing that saved her was the off-chance Ash was my son and not my brother.
“Hey,” Ashley says as she enters the living room.
“Come sit.”I motion her over.She plops down on the couch next to me.
Fuck.Why does she have to be so damn pretty?So damn sassy.
