She didn’t want Daisy growing up thinking women were only property. That they could be used as sex toys. She wanted her daughter to know women should be respected, not used. That they were an equal.
“Baby, you didn’t answer me.”
She stared up into his green eyes. Concern. That’s what she saw in them. “I understand now.”
“Still gonna make it clear. Want you and only you. From the second I saw you, haven’t been able to get you outta my head.”
“So, you haven’t been with any other women since that day in the parking lot?” She had a hard time believing that. Not with what she’d seen tonight.
“Just said I couldn’t get you outta my head, woman, even though I wasn’t expectin’ you to give me a shot. Thought you’d only be my spank bank fantasy.”
“Your what?”
His angry expression was gone and a grin quickly replaced it. “Every fuckin’ time I closed my eyes, saw your face.”
Great. “When you were with other women?” Did she really want to know that answer?
“No, when I was—”
A drunken male voice from over by the bar yelled, “Judge, you want a shot?”
“Yes, Judge,” Cassie arched a brow at him, “do you want a shot?”
His grin twisted and his green eyes narrowed. “Do you?”
“You’d probably like that, but I prefer my tequila served in a glass and not on a human, so I’ll have to pass.”
“Got regular glasses.”
She never drank at Crazy Pete’s. She didn’t want to take advantage of Stella’s generosity of allowing her to drink for free. Nor did she want to go home to Daisy even slightly buzzed. But she originally hadn’t planned on going home tonight, figuring she’d end up upstairs in Judge’s apartment. That was why she came.
“Baby, do a shot with me. It’ll loosen you up some. Get rid of that jealousy you’re hangin’ onto ‘cause of Billie wantin’ your man’s dick. She ain’t gettin’ it, only you are. So, let’s have a fuckin’ drink and then I’ll give it to you.”
She blinked up at him, then snapped her mouth shut. “Do I even know you at all?”
“Yeah, you do, Cass. And you’re gonna know me better after tonight and after every other fuckin’ night we spend together.”
“I haven’t decided if I want anything more than sex with you, Judge,” she said smartly.
“Yeah, you do. Not only is the dick worth it, but the rest of me is, too.”
Her eyebrows shot up. “Do you have any references?”
“Nope, ‘cause nobody got the rest of me. Just the dick.”
“While I’m tempted to say that’s a good answer, I’m not sure if it is.”
He cupped her cheeks and lowered his head. “Got it. You don’t like thinkin’ about your man bein’ with other women.”
It had to be the pot or whiskey putting him on this “your man” kick. Because that, like “babe,” was the first time she was hearing it. “You’re really pushing it right now.”
“That jealousy’s awful cute on you.”
He took her mouth as she opened it to argue and she let him, even though the pot-whiskey mix was not her favorite. But it was something she’d probably have to get used to if things developed between them.
Because she doubted he would change.
This was his life and he was inviting her in. He said he wanted her to come out there tonight to see how he lived, how this club was a part of him. Either she could accept it, or she could reject it.
And by rejecting his lifestyle, his choices, she was rejecting him. She couldn’t have Judge without getting everything that came along with him.
Just like he couldn’t have her without her sticky situation and her daughter. By looking for Dennis on his own time and dime, he was willing to help her clean up the mess Dennis made. Plus, Daisy loved him already and, so far, he was great with her.
Even so, thinking about any kind of future with the man wasn’t an easy decision. Or one that would be made tonight. She had to seriously consider the impact of his lifestyle on Daisy.
His tongue tangled with hers as his fingers tightened, just short of painful, in her hair. The heat that swirled through her earlier when watching that couple in the hall returned, making her press her thighs together as her pussy pulsed with need, and her nipples ached for his touch. She couldn’t deny she wanted him sexually.
But life wasn’t only about that.
Hoots and hollers from the direction of the bar made Judge break the kiss but he didn’t pull away. His lips hovered over hers, their breaths mingling as they both tried to slow down their breathing.
Damn, she wanted him. And the evidence he wanted her was pressed against her.
After a few seconds, he grabbed her hand and led her over to the bar where he introduced her to Rook, Easy and Rev, since she had already met Cage. He also introduced the human shot glass, Crystal, who gave her an easy-going smile and a friendly wave as she was still sprawled naked across the bar.