“Fuck,” I hiss, practically dragging Desi who hiccups, but thankfully is fucked up, so she’s feeling no pain in those heels as she tries to keep up with my fast pace. The taillights of the girl’s silver BMW are on, making me think she didn’t turn off the car, and the driver’s side door is open.
“Bitch, shut up,” Crusher yells, and again that protective, almost possessive feeling makes me bite the inside of my cheek. I’m ready to beat the shit out of my favorite prospect, and none of this is his problem.
Fucking Axel. This is his headache, not mine. I’m exhausted. That’s all this is. It’s been a long couple of days. I’m supposed to be balls deep in Desi’s cunt, not dealing with this shit. Actually, I don’t even know why I’m surprised. Nothing in the last few days has been uncomplicated.
Messy.
And sloppy. I hate that more than anything. You gonna do something, do it right. Hence my aggression. This anger is directed at myself. I never should have engaged with the Russian pigs, but I did, well, we did, and now Axel, Edge, and I are left to hope it doesn’t bite us in the ass. But first, I need to take care of this.
“Crusher, if anything happens to her, I will hold you personally responsible. You understand?” I say, not waiting for a response. Crusher may be a bit of a hothead, but he’s also smart and will obey my wishes. He knows what I say goes.
I’m the enforcer of the club. No one, not even Blade, questions me. I’ve earned it and deserve it.
“I’m so confused. Who’s that girl and why is she here?”
“Axel’s sister’s friend.” I snort as I glance back at her.
Desi is one of my favorites. She’s always available and has great tits that are jiggling so much right now, I actually slow down. I don’t need her to twist an ankle in those heels, which are sinking into the gravel.
“Okay. But why was she watching us?” She pushes a long, dark strand of hair off her face.
“She wasn’t watching,” I grit out as the screaming inside the clubhouse makes me drop Desi’s hand and sprint up the porch steps, only to have the girl torpedo into my arms.
Big blue eyes stare up at me, and for a split second, I know this girl. I don’t know how, but I do. My hands reach to steady her, and I feel her body almost lean into mine as if this is where she belongs. Her scent fills my nose and I hesitate.
I know her.
No, I don’t. There’s no way I would have forgotten this face or the way she smells. I’ve heard of people finding their mates not by anything more than a scent. My cock hardens as I tilt my head slightly to inhale again. Jesus Christ, I’ve never smelled anything like her before: clean, sweet, almost like a slice of apple dipped in lemonade.
“Oh my God. It’s you.” She almost moans it, and my cock responds to her voice. This is fucked. I haven’t met her, and who cares if she makes me want to lick and suck on every spot of her body. I need to get her upstairs so she can take Gia and leave.
“I’m Gia,” she shouts, her eyes growing big. “I mean… I’m Gia’s friend. I’m here to rescue her… not rescue, to help her…” She trails off and I frown. What the hell is happening? I’m almost ready to laugh at her. This one’s a mess.
“I think you’re the one who needs help.” I look over her shoulder at two prospects who are clearly still drunk and high and not even bothering to hide their stares.
“Where the fuck is Axel?” I bark out. The girl jumps and moves closer to me. I almost laugh—if she thinks I’m the safe one, she really is crazy.
“Um, I think he left with Brandy.” Crusher looks at the girl, then me, as if we are from a different planet.
“Find him.”
He nods and I start dragging the princess up the stairs.
“Wait. I mean, I’m Gia… not Gia, I need to find—”
“Stop talking,” I growl.
She stiffens but stays quiet as our boots pound on the stairs. What is it about this one? It’s as though I can feel all of her: my hand is tingling and warm, and I’m not even touching her bare skin. She has a jacket for fuck’s sake.
The sexual tension is thick, and the farther we get from my brothers downstairs, the more it’s like a python wrapping itself around us. She needs to grab her friend and go.
Now.
When I jerk her in front of me, it gives me a prime view of her long legs and gorgeous ass while she takes the last steps.
“There.” I point at Axel’s door. “Third one. Gia’s in there. Get her and go.”