I shook my head. I still didn’t know how he did it. The man was a machine .
“Take over. Grab one of the guys if you need to take a leak .”
“You got it, Whiskey .”
I raised a brow. After my prospect days nobody called me Whiskey Beard anymore. But they still called me Whiskey .
I didn’t mind so much, even though it reminded me of a moment of absolute stupidity .
But I had better things to do than try and break a biker of an old habit. They were worse than the Marines in some ways. And I hadn’t much enjoyed basic training .
I’d done it though. I’d do whatever it took to get the job done .
Something that Becky was about to find out .
There she was. I watched as she stepped outside for some air while everyone else kept dancing. Good girl. I tipped my head to the side, letting my eyes wander up and down her ridiculously curvy body .
Nobody should be built like that. It was criminal. All the same, I was very, very glad she was .
“Hey, sweetheart .”
She arched a brow at me. Becky was sassy like that. Not that I minded .
“I told you not to call me that .”
I smirked at her, leaning against the wall behind her. There was very little space between us now. Good. I didn’t want to be subtle .
“What should I call you then ?”
She stood up straight, inadvertently making her luscious breasts nearly spill out over the top of her dress. Talk about an embarrassment of riches. My hands itched to reach out and touch her silky soft looking skin .
“Rebecca. My name is Rebecca .”
“Has anyone called you that since the second grade ?”
She scowled at me. I liked sparring with her. Almost as much as I liked making her blush .
“What do you want, Whiskey ?”
“I want to dance with you .”
Her eyes widened and she inhaled. I waited, in no rush. I didn’t want to spook her or seem desperate. She nodded imperceptibly and I smiled, taking her hand and leading her to the dance floor .
Her hand felt cool and soft and delicate in mine. After all this time, all these years watching her, this was the first time I’d actually touched her. There was an immediate flash of arousal shooting throughout my body. I wondered if she felt it too .
A slow song came on almost immediately .
That was good. I’d get a chance to hold her close. But it also meant I would have to talk .
The curvy, sweet, sparkly girl I’d been crushing on forever was within reach at last. I always managed to be at Mae’s when she was on shift, taking frequent laps around the block and even eating most of my meals there. I always offered to pick up food for the guys. Now that Kaylie didn’t work there anymore, Dev didn’t go in too often .
They still went in for ice cream sundaes though. Only now, they went together. All the waitresses knew to give them an extra scoop .
Kaylie and Devlin had each other in a way that was incredible. I wanted that. I wanted a forever kind of love .
I stared down at the unbelievably adorable girl in my arms. Her light brown hair had all kinds of colors in it. Golds and browns and even a little red. So did those big blue eyes of hers .
I blurted out the first thing that came into my mind .
“You have the eyes of a doll .”
She tilted her head to the side in confusion .
“What ?”
“Your eyes are so pretty. They almost look like they aren’t real .”
She blushed, hiding her smile .
“Oh. Thank you ?”
My voice was gruff when I answered .
“You’re welcome .”
We danced for a while in silence. Just holding her in my arms was enough to get me going. I made sure to stand a bit apart so she couldn’t feel my throbbing hard on .
“Can I ask you something ?”
I nodded, looking down at her. I was trying not to stare into her deep cleavage. The woman was beyond stacked. I knew she was self-conscious about her shapely figure, usually covering up when she wasn’t working a shift. That body was impossible to hide though, and even harder to ignore .
I hadn’t even bothered to try .
Personally, I wanted to dive right in there and never come out again .
“ Why now ?”
“What do you mean ?”
“You’ve been watching me for so long but you never said anything. I was starting to wonder if you even liked me .”
My voice sounded low and husky as I answered her .
“I wanted to wait until I had my cut .”
“Cut ?”
“My official jacket. Until I was a full member of the club .”