Page 52 of Unbreakable

Dropping it in my bag I open my door and walk out, locking it behind me and head down the hallway. Walking out of the building, the brightness of the sun hits me in the face. I head to my car, and hope like hell that my bluetooth still works. I need to call the kid and see what this plan he’s trying to mastermind is. I just pray I can do it. I miss my lil’ witch.

Bash

She shoots daggers at me everytime she sees me at the club. I still haven’t figured out why everytime I open my mouth to talk to her, my foot is immediately inserted into it. I want to drop all these barriers I have with the age difference but they continue to linger there in the back of my mind, eating away at me slowly.

I thought by having her one time, I could walk away and be rid of my attraction to her, but it was a pipe dream, all it’s done is fuel that desire. I crave her every minute of the day, but I’ve screwed up so majorly now that even if I could get past the age difference she’d never forgive me.

Over the last month I’ve watched as she spends more and more time with Jace, but I can see she’s keeping him at an arm’s distance. Never allowing him to show her affection. Trust me, he’s told me all about how much he’s had to jack off after spending time with her. He’s positive he can wear her down eventually though. He keeps talking about these reverse harem books he’s overheard Vee talking about, where there is one woman with multiple men, even some where the man is old enough to be the woman's father.

He thinks if he constantly talks it up I’ll change how I feel about it. I fucking wish I could, my heart wants to, it’s the damn brain that’s resisting.

Hands come down on my shoulders, pullin’ me from my thoughts and my lingering eyes from the beauty on the pole.

“Stop fightin’ it man. That’s the kind of girl when a man gets his hands on her, he never lets go. Keep bein’ slow on the draw and the prospect is gonna finally win her over.” my club brother and hell, one of my closest friends, Hank, tells me.

“Besides brother, age ain't nothin’. Plus, it’s not like you’re too much older, only like what, fifteen years? You couldn't be her daddy if that’s what the hang up is.” he continues, his gaze drifting over to Vee behind the bar.

“It’s not that, well not completely, it does make it a lil’ better though.” I say through a forced laugh.

“It’s just, man, no woman has ever got under my skin like her, she makes me lose all common sense. Everytime I fuckin’ talk to her, I screw it up and piss her off. Shit, she hasn’t even said a word to me since my last screw up. I don’t know what to do man.”

“Well one thing’s for sure, you need to get your shit together. Man up, make her your Ol’ lady. Find a way to, what’s it the women call it, woo her? Word’s already got round the club the whores ain’t been visitin’ your room, unless you’re rubbin’ one out every night, your dick has got to be about ready to explode.” He makes no effort to hold back the laughter at those last words.

“What the hell you know about wooin’ women, hell, you’re just as bad as me pinin’ over a woman you haven’t even tried to get with. How’s your balls? They’re just as blue as mine, cause I know you ain’t entertainin’ any of the whores at the clubhouse either.” I tell him harshly, before heading off to do a walk around the outside of the club. Since Ash was taken we have added that into part of our nightly security, making sure no one tries to perform another sneak attack, and the girl’s aren’t allowed to go outside alone for anything.

I have to admit Hank is right. I’m going to get my act together and figure out how to fix this thing between us, and decide if I can share a woman with my cousin. The boys seem to be figuring it out with Ash, and with little to no conflict as far as I can see. Maybe I can talk to Colin or Kaleb about how it works.

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