Page 5 of Legend's Legacy
“I knew what I was doing.”
“No, you didn’t. I could have been a serial killer, a stalker, or anything. You had no idea. The worst part was that when I turned you down, you looked at a group of men who you definitely should have been staying away from.”
She dragged her hands through her tangled hair and groaned before she asked her question. “What group of men?”
“The ones you were watching at the table not far from us. They were members of the one-percenter bike club, the Immortal Descendents.”
Her face flushed, and her eyes bulged. I had a feeling she didn’t recognize them, despite their MC cuts. She probably wasn’t familiar with the various bike factions in the city and presumed they were one of the social biker clubs.
“You still should have given me what I asked for. It’s not okay to mislead a woman,” she stated, getting out of bed and tugging at her short navy-blue dress.
“Your shoes are over here,” I stated, pointing at her shoes on the floor beside me. “And I didn’t mislead you.”
“Yes, you did. You agreed to give me a good, hard fuck, and you didn’t do it.”
“That would have been hard to do since you fell asleep not long after we arrived. I ordered room service, you ate some of it, and that was it. Besides, we never said when that had to happen. I’ll still give you what you want. It just won’t be on your terms, but on mine,” I explained as I stood and shoved my hands in my pockets.
“I doubt that will happen.”
“Oh, it will happen. And you won’t know what hit you when I do finally get you. I’ll fuck you so hard until you’ve got scoliosis and then make love to you so that you can know your worth.”
Her mouth dropped open before she replied. “You have no way of getting in touch with me.”
“Unlock your phone and hand it to me,” I demanded.
“No.”
“Unlock your fucking phone and hand it to me. I don’t have any more time to waste on your little pampered ass.”
She looked offended but did as I asked. I snatched it from her hand, shot myself a text, and then saved my number in her phone. I handed it back to her.
“Your breakfast that I took the liberty of ordering for you is on the dresser over there. You have the room until three. I made sure you had a late checkout.”
She scrolled through her phone as I walked to the door. I heard her mumble, “Perfect Distraction?” as I opened the door. It was how I saved my number in her phone.
I turned back for a moment. “Legacy?”
“Yes?”
“When you call me, or when I see you again, bet your thick ass it’s gon’ be on sight.”
“You promise?” she replied with a smile.
I winked and closed the door.
Shorty was beautiful and sexy, a dangerous combination. When she’d approached me last night, I almost turned her away. Her beautiful, honey-colored skin, long, curly lashes, high arched eyebrows, and full lips reminded me of a lighter, younger version of Meagan Good, with less prominent cheekbones and a chin that wasn’t quite as pointy.
She was a hippy girl with a nice ass and thighs on a small frame. She had wavy hair that reached her ass, and I was certain that it was all hers. She was a baddie, but I wasn’t sure that I was ready for that complication in my life.
“You’re thirty-five minutes late,Legend. What took you so long? I have somewhere that I need to be, and I need you to take my time seriously.”
“I’m here now.”
“Everything’s always so simple with you, isn’t it?”
“Kali, please just send him downstairs, and I’ll be out of your hair.”
“I need to talk with you first. He’s in his room, waiting.”
