Page 23 of Q: Satan's Fury MC

“Would you help me with my hair and makeup?”

“Are you kidding?” Her eyes lit up as she hopped up from the bed and said, “I’d love to!”

“Great.” I grabbed my hairbrush from my dresser, then offered it to her. “Just don’t go crazy.”

“Me?Never.”

Caroline ushered me over to the mirror and started working her magic with my hair and makeup. I’d never really had a girlfriend to hang out with or talk to, so it felt nice to have this moment with her—especially when she was done with my makeover and I saw how great I looked. I was feeling pretty good when we left my place and headed over to the Satan’s Fury clubhouse.

It felt good to have my car back. When it broke down, I was terrified that I wouldn’t be able to afford to get it fixed, but thankfully, Smokey and his brothers were able to fix the hose without it costing a fortune. In fact, it didn’t cost me a thing. Smokey said he had it covered and refused to let me pay him anything for it. I don’t know how I managed to get so lucky, but I would be forever grateful for his kindness.

“Holy shit!” Caroline gasped with excitement as we pulled through the gate and into the crowded parking lot. “This place is packed.”

“Yeah, I see that.”

Panic washed over me when I thought about being around so many people I didn’t know. Over the past year or so, I hadn’t had to face many large crowds, just those from work, and I had Caroline and Katie to help out whenever I became overwhelmed. This was altogether different.

This was a party.

In the dark.

With men who were drinking.

I had no idea what I was thinking when I agreed to come to this party. I was thinking of a way I could back out when Caroline started waving her hands frantically. “There’s a spot! You see it? It’s right over by the black truck.”

“Yeah, I see it.”

As soon as I’d pulled in and parked, Caroline opened her door and said, “Get ready, boys! Here we come!”

Caroline bent over and gave her hair a quick shake, then sprang up and started walking toward the front door. I was feeling apprehensive as I gave myself a quick check in the rearview window. Once again, I considered making up an excuse to leave, but inevitably decided I couldn’t let Caroline down. With a cleansing breath, I forced myself out of the car and rushed to catch up with Caroline. “Hey! Hold up!”

“Hurry up, slowpoke.” She turned to me and smiled. “We have hot guys to check out.”

“Do you think your guy will be here?”

“I certainly hope so.” She waved her hand over her V-neck sweater that showed off her cleavage and her slim-fit jeans that hugged her perfect figure as she said, “I’d hate for him to miss out on all this.”

“Yeah, that would be a travesty.”

“Wouldn’t it, though?”

We both giggled as we continued walking toward the crowd. We hadn’t gotten far when I spotted Q and several of his brothers over by the fire. He looked good in his dark jeans with a black t-shirt and his leather jacket—really good. I stared at him for a moment and felt an unusual twinge in the pit of my stomach when I saw that he and his friends were talking to a group of beautiful women.

I shouldn’t have cared that he was sharing a moment with those other women. I’d already made it clear to him that I wasn’t interested, but the twinge was still there. And it grew even stronger when Caroline pointed at him and said, “There he is.”

“That’s the guy?”

“Oh, yeah. That’s him.” I was still watching him interact with those other women when he turned and glanced over in our direction. Butterflies erupted in my stomach when his eyes found mine. Normally, I would’ve looked away or run for the hill, but this time, I didn’t. This time, I stayed put and kept my eyes trained on his. He held my gaze for several moments, then he lifted his beer and gave us a quick chin lift. When he turned his attention back to his friends, Caroline leaned over to me and purred, “Oh, my. Isn’t he divine?”

“Yeah, he’s okay.”

“He’s more than okay, Jules,” she argued. “The man is absolutely scrumptious. We’ve gotta get over there and say hi.”

“What? Now?”

“Why not?”

“I don’t know.” I motioned my head over at the women he was talking to as I told her, “He looks kind ofoccupiedat the moment.”

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