Page 25 of Demon's Savior
"You fell asleep! Jesus above Mary and Joseph, you're joking, right?"
"We slept."
"So, let me get this straight. With that fucking amazing piece of ass lying next to you, you didn't make a move? Not one move?" He laughs in disbelief at my revelation and shakes his head. "D, I do believe you’re losing your touch, my brother."
"It ain't like I didn't want to fuck her. Have you seen her? At that time, it wasn't about that. She only needed me to comfort her, so I pushed my feelings aside and gave her whatsheneeded, not whatIwanted. Tell you what, though, that was some of the best damn sleep I have had in a long time."
"I bet it was. All wrapped up with that body." Razor laughs and shakes his head. "But for real, what's wrong? Is it the whole ex-boyfriend shit? I'm your boy, you can tell me anything. And don’t say it’s nothing because you almost hit me in the damn head with a glass." Razor grabs another beer and sits down next to me. "I've never seen you stress so much about a job, so I know it’s not that."
After a few minutes of silence, I contemplate whether to confess my inner turmoil. To tell somebody about my feelings for her and whether I should have her in my life.
"I think I'm falling for her and I mean more than only wanting to fuck her, Raz." I sigh and run my hand down my face in frustration.
"You sure it’s not lust? She is fucking hot. That body."
"Shut the fuck up!" I warn, pointing at him as he raises his hands up in surrender, laughing. "I’m glad you think this shit is funny. No, it’s not just lust. Don't you think I've thought about that? I don't think that's it." I sigh and place my hands over my face.
"Well bro, have you told her?"
"Yeah, we've talked about it a little. Probably not as much as we need to. She has some feelings for me, regardless of my lifestyle. We have no clue where to go from here." I lay my head back on the couch and close my eyes. "Dude, I've only known the girl for a few damn days.Days, Razor, and she's completely turned my world upside down. I'm experiencing shit I didn't think I could ever experience. She’s got me contemplating shit I would have never thought about before. Shit like this life and can I bring her into it?"
"In all seriousness, I can't tell you what to do, bro. But we all have issues, including her. Her uncle is Abasi Sefu for Christ’s sake. I still can’t get over that shit, and not to mention what her ex did to her. There is no way she is without issues. She’s having nightmares about the shit that happened to her. That’s PTSD man. I’ve experienced it." He stops long enough to take another drink of his beer before continuing. "But as a man and your boy, what I can tell you is a woman like that doesn't come along every day, especially for guys like us. Guys that are fucked in the head.” He points at his temple. “She's special, and all these motherfuckers around her can sense it, including me."
"You don't have to convince me. She is beyond amazing in every way. But this life, Raz. How can I ask her to live like this? Being with me, she is going to be in constant danger. If I do that, how am I any better than that prick she was with? What the hell do I do?"
"Like I said, D, I can't tell you what to do, but it sounds like you got a hell of a lot to think about. But while you’re thinking, just keep in mind how you would handle her walking out that door when all this shit is done. Think about if she ends up with another motherfucker." He stands up, pats me on the back, and laughs. "I’ve given you some things to think about so Dr. Razor Gonzalez's office is closed for the night. Get some sleep. We got a long ass ride tomorrow. You can sort all that other shit out later."
Sighing, I head out with Razor as thoughts of my future and whether Kira will be in it cloud my mind. "This is going to be a long night," I groan, running my hands through my hair. "A real long fucking night."
9
Demon
I screamover the talking and laughing of the club members,“Brothers, we’re leaving this morning. Our hosts are expecting us today, but I think we should move out in two separate groups.”
"Demon, what would be the purpose of us splitting up and where are we going?” Spike asks. “We normally all ride together. Why is this one any different?" .
Cocking my head to the side, I glare at Spike. Something isn't sitting well with me when it comes to him. I can’t figure out if he’s questioning my decisions as the President of this club, or if there’s something else to it. Whatever it is, it’s not right.
"We don't need to draw too much attention to us, Spike. And this is different because we have two important women riding with us. Where we’re going is not important. Everyone, watch your asses and don't wear your cuts." Not liking the vibe from Spike, I follow my gut and motion for Razor to come over. "Hey man, keep an eye on Spike. I'm not getting a good vibe from him. He's with you on this one. We’ll discuss it once we arrive in NC."
"Anything else?” I turn to the group of more than one hundred men, waiting for any more questions they may have. When none are asked, I order we move forward.
“Okay everybody, more split ups. I'm leading the first group with Kira. Tiny and Loco, you got the truck. Razor, you got the second group along with the truck and Dani. Gentlemen, let's keep this ride smooth. We do not want attention on us. My group, we leave in fifteen minutes. Razor and the second group will leave in an hour. All right everybody, let's hit the road!"
Arriving in North Carolina, my thoughts run wild. I realize I'm starting to have these strong ass feelings for Kira, and now I got a gut feeling we got a damn snitch that has infiltrated the fucking club. When is shit going to slow down?
"Shit!" I mumble, getting off my motorcycle, pinching the bridge my nose. "Fuck! Everything is fucked up."
Kira places her hand on my shoulder, breaking me from my thoughts. "Hey, Austin. Are you all right?"
I smile at the beautiful woman before me. The woman who is starring in my most intimate thoughts and dreams. “Yeah, it’s nothing for you to worry about. I got a lot of stuff on my mind.”
“Austin, I thought by now you would trust me. You don’t have to hide what’s going on from me.”
“Kira, I know I can trust you, but I need to sort some of this shit out on my own. With it being club business, I need to handle it."
"I'm here if you need me." She smiles and gives me a hug, and I lean down, placing my forehead against hers. "I'm worried about you." But before I can answer her, we’re interrupted by the president of the NC chapter.
