“This is Tom and Jenny Lynn.There weren’t any tables or stools left.I told them you wouldn’t mind.”She flashes me her sickly sweet smile.
I don’t like the way this Tom fucker is staring at her.He’s practically leering.
“We’re stuck at the motel too.We saw you guys earlier in one of the shops,” the woman offers, trying to chat me up.I’m not interested.
I pull my chair closer to Neva’s, and when I sit down, I make sure to put my arm around her.I glare at this stupid fuck while I grab a slice with my free hand.
Neva gives me a questioning look, raising a brow.
I chew slowly.
“How about a round of drinks on us?”Tom says.
“That would be great.Thanks, Tom,” Neva tells him.I remove my arm from the back of her chair and place my hand on her upper thigh.Neva glances down at my hand there and smiles to herself.
She probably thinks I’m being jealous, but I’m being protective.She’s too naïve to see that these dumbasses are trying to pick her up.Not happening on my watch.
“Are you guys here for karaoke?”Neva asks them.
“More for the drinks and company,” Tom answers.
“How long have the two of you been together?”Jenny Lynn looks between Neva and me.
“Oh, we’re-“
“Few years,” I cut Neva off, and she twists to look me dead in the face.“Can’t keep my hands off her.”I kiss her temple and take another bite of my food.
“I’ll get those drinks,” Tom says.
“I’ll come with you.”I drop my pizza and shove my chair back.I don’t trust him not to slip something in them.
He shoots me a dirty look.
The bar is crowded, and we have to shove our way through to get served.
“I can pay for my beer,” I growl.
“It’s cool.Just trying to have a good time, man.You need to relax.”
“You need to take your woman and get a fuckin’ clue.I don’t share.You picked the wrong mark for whatever it is you had planned for the night.”
I drop a twenty on the bar and take mine and Neva’s beers.
Chapter Eight
“What’swrongwithyou?They were just being nice.”
“They were trying to pick you up for a threesome or something.”
“Okay.That doesn’t mean I was going to go with them.But if I did want to go back to anyone’s room, I’m an adult.I can handle myself.I’ve been living on my own without you there to hold my hand.”
I stomp off and leave him standing at the exit by himself.Screw that.I want to have a good time.I down my beer and put my name down for karaoke.While I wait for my name to be called, I throw darts with Tom and Jenny Lynn.They were high school sweethearts and have been married for twenty-five years.They have two sons and have mentioned several times that if it doesn’t work out between Justice and me that their boys are single.
This makes twice in a day he’s pretended we’re together.He confuses the hell out of me.It’s like he won’t allow himself to be with me, but he doesn’t want anyone else to have me either.The whole thing is mentally taxing, and for the rest of the night I want to get drunk and ignore him.
Hard to do with him perched at the end of the bar like a fucking barn owl hunting its prey.Not to mention how dangerously sexy he looks sitting there all broody.Rugged.Tempting.Everything I’ve ever wanted in a man.
He’s protective.Loyal to the club.Has a sweet spot for me though he likes to pretend he doesn’t.I’ve tried so hard to move on from what some would call a crush, but it goes much deeper than that.I’ve loved him from the moment my brother brought him over that first day.Even if I didn’t understand what I was feeling or know what love really was, I felt it the second his eyes met mine.
