Illusive (Storm MC 5) - Page 55
Scott’s last ounce of control snapped and he wrapped his hand around Keg’s throat. “It would seem we have a difference of opinion then, Keg,” he snarled. “And I bet you’re the one stirring up shit with Sydney, right?”
Keg scoffed. “The club’s too easy to piss off; it was like a walk in the fucking park stirring them up. And King’s a pussy; he’d never act on his threats.”
One of the drug dealers piped up. “This is between you guys…we’re gonna go.”
Scott’s hand flicked around so he could aim his gun at the guy. “Sit the fuck down, and shut the fuck up. No one’s going anywhere until we’ve sorted this out.”
The guy muttered something under his breath but he did what he was told, and Scott returned his gaze to Keg. “You seriously think King’s a pussy? You don’t know the man very well, but I’m thinking it’s time you two got acquainted.” He pulled his phone out and dialed a number. “King…I have a name for you…yeah, he’s the one you’re after…will do, brother. He’ll be waiting for you when you arrive.” He hung up and grinned like a mad man at Keg. There were days I was concerned Scott was heading down a path he didn’t want to be on, and today was one of them. “King’s on his way and I look forward to your play date with him.”
“Fuck,” Nash muttered behind me, and I couldn’t help but agree. There was mad and then there was fucking insane, and I was fairly sure King fell into the latter category.
Scott turned to us. “J, can you bring the van up and we’ll get Keg into it. We’re not letting him out of our sight until King arrives.” Looking back at the dealers, he said, “Storm’s out of drugs. Make su
re that knowledge gets spread far and wide, yeah?”
They nodded their understanding, and we left them to get Keg into the van.
What a way to end your year.
21
Sophia
“So you guys are dating now?” Tania asked me over coffee. I’d scored an early mark off work and she had the day off so we’d arranged to catch up before she headed out to a New Year’s Eve party tonight.
“I’m not sure what you’d call it, but it’s gone from him keeping his distance to all of a sudden being there for me. It feels like it could be dating.”
She laughed. “You need to clear that up with him, girlfriend, so you know where you stand. What do you want it to be?”
I smiled. “I want to get to know him, and spend time with him, and have lots of sex with him – and when I say lots, I mean lots, cause the man knows what he’s doing in that department – so yeah, I want it to be dating.”
“And you don’t want to share him?”
My heart screeched to an almost halt at the thought of sharing Griff. “Hell no, I don’t want to share him. Shit, do you think that’s what he wants?”
She shrugged. “You know men…they often want different things to what we want.”
The noise of the café swirled around me as I contemplated sharing Griff. I couldn’t do it. If that was what he was into, I would walk. It would be hard to do, now that my heart was sold on him, but sharing men didn’t work for me. Either the guy was all in or all out.
“I’m going to talk to him about this tonight. God, I hope it’s not the end of what could be something amazing.” And if it was, it would also be a crappy way to end the year.
My phone buzzed with a text.
Griff: What time will you be home?
Me: In about an hour.
Griff: I’ve gotta mow for Josie. I’ll do yours, too.
Me: So long as I can have front row seats.
Griff: You can regroup while you watch.
Oh, my.
The man has an amazing sense of humour.
Me: I’ve already regrouped. I’m all about the porn now.
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