Move on.
The demons though, they are as real as the eyes that fuck with my nighttime hours.
Chapter Four
Senna
It’s been a week since I’ve seen Luca. He has been off doing shit for the club and I have been staying away to preserve my sanity. Last week, when I was working the bar at the club, we had a moment that shouldn’t have happened. It left me wanting something I will never have, him.
Luca knows that I love him, but he refuses to do anything about it. He has been telling me since I was sixteen that we can’t be anything more than we are. He’s my protector and will be until the end, but we can’t be together. I mean, I get it. My dad would kill him. He has made it clear to all the guys in the club that Saylor and I are off limits. My uncles, aka the original members of the club, have also made it known what will happen if any of the brothers touch us.
Personally, I think its bullshit! I mean we are twenty-years old and able to make up our own minds on who we want. I’ve always wanted Luca and always will. No man will ever measure up to him. I have no desire to date. Don’t get me wrong, I have had many guys ask me out. I’m short, curvy and have fire-engine red hair. The guys seem to swarm to Saylor and me. But they all pale in comparison to my Luca. Every guy who talks to me I compare to him, and they are pussies compared to my sexy alpha male.
It’s Saturday and I’m sticking close to home. One of the prospects, Dex, is tending bar at the club so I get the night off and plan to enjoy it with my two favorite girls, Saylor and Lane. Dad is at the club doing business and mom’s home hanging with us girls.
Mom’s inside making us some dinner while the rest of us girls are out by the pool catching some rays. Lane and I are fair-complected while Saylor is darker, like our dad. So, when I get in the sun, I have to use sunscreen, or I’ll burn and look like a lobster. Doesn’t really match the red hair.
“Why aren’t you at the club tonight?” Lane asks turning toward me from her chair next to me on the patio.
“No need to be. Dex is tending the bar. Besides, you know why I don’t want to be there,” I reply. Lane is a few years older than Saylor and I and has been our best friend since we can remember. Being the daughters of the club president and VP, we didn’t have a normal childhood, thus no friends from school. We have had each other and always will.
“It’s bullshit. I love Ace and our uncles, but it pisses me off that you and my brother can’t be together,” she scoffs. I agree with her but nothing, and I mean nothing will change dad’s mind.
“Yeah, well nothing we can do about it so it’s better if I’m not around him. I can’t stand to see him with the chicas, so I stay away as much as I can. I’ll be glad when school starts again,”I reply, knowing there’s no force on this earth that will change his mind about Saylor and me.
“Saylor is going through the same thing. She’s just better at hiding it,” Lane says. My head spins around to her as she looks out to the pool where my twin is doing laps. She is the athletic one of us.
“What the fuck are you talking about?”
“Don’t tell me you don’t know? I mean really, Senna, she’s your twin. Don’t you have that mind sharing thingy?” she asks with laughter in her voice. She knows damn well we don’t, she’s just being a snarky bitch.
“Who is Saylor hot for?”
“Nope. You can ask her.” She shakes her head and I know her well enough that she isn’t going to tell me. I file that shit away for later. Saylor will be telling me who.
Mom, Lane, Saylor and I had dinner and drinks out on the patio, enjoying the beautiful Texas evening. I love spending time with these ladies. Sheila Austin is the best mom a girl could ask for. She is loving and caring to Saylor and I. Dad is an honorable man, but he’s not very affectionate toward us. Mom is the total opposite. She gave us the love he couldn’t, and I can’t imagine life without her. Being the wife and old lady of the club president is hard, but mom is the toughest woman I know, and dad is lucky to have her next to him.
Mom asks us what our plans for the rest of the summer are and about school in the fall. Saylor and I are headed back for year three at UTSA and Lane have decided to take a year off from school. She is supposed to start her senior year, but she decided she wanted to take the year off and maybe finish next year. We have asked her numerous times why, but she won’t tell us. I have no idea what has gotten into her, but I see changes in her. She used to be spunky and friendly with everyone. Now she is withdrawn. She doesn’t want to go anywhere or be around the club. We all grew up there so for her to not want to go around throws red flags up for me. I wish she would confide in us. Maybe one day she will,
As we finish off a pitcher of mom’s famous mango margaritas, we hear the familiar sound of bikes in the front of the house. I hear at least three, so I know the night is going to go down the shitter. The night goes quiet and a few minutes later Dad, Spade and Luca come around the house walking toward us. Dad walks straight to mom leaning down, planting a kiss on her lips. Ace Austin might be a badass MC president, but here he’s a dad and a husband who loves his wife.
Dad comes around kissing me and Saylor on the head before moving back to mom. Spade, Luca and Lane’s dad, goes to his daughter and plants a kiss on top of her head. Luca is standing in front of me with his arms crossed over his chest with a scowl on his gorgeous face. What the fuck is his problem? UGH! This is why I stay away from him. He pisses me right the fuck off!
I jump up from my comfortable chair and stand right in front of him, mimicking his stance. “What the fuck is your problem, Luca?” I growl at him. Instead of answering my question he gives me one of his own.
“What the fuck are you wearing?”
Looking down at myself there’s not a damn thing wrong with what I’m wearing. I’m in my white bikini top that covers my generous tits with matching bottoms, which are covered in daisy dukes. “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing? I’ve been atmyhome, lounging bymypool withmysister and best friend. Not that it’s any of your business. So, don’tyoucome in here getting all pissy with me Luca Warren!” I screech, poking my finger into his rock-hard sculpted chest. GAH! He fucking makes me lose my shit every time and I hate it.
He leans down whispering in my ear, “Good, Princess. Cause if any of the guys saw you like that I’d have to gut them.”
Instantly, my bikini bottoms are soaking wet and it takes every ounce of control I have not to moan in response to him being so close to me. This man can make me a horny mess with just a look. When he starts breathing in my ear, I’m a goner. He’s the ultimate alpha male and fuck if he doesn’t do that shit on purpose knowing how I feel about him. I think he enjoys torturing us both.
Once he’s satisfied, he has pissed me off and turned me on in the same breath, he gives my dad, and his, a chin lift before heading back around the house. A moment later I hear his bike fire up and pull out of my driveway. Lane looks to me, shaking her head. Yeah sister, I know.
“What the fuck was that little show about,” my dad barks out shattering the silence, my heart still beating fast from Luca. My body feeling like a live wire.
“Oh, darling,” Mom says pulling herself up beside Daddy. “You know what Luca’s like when it comes to Senna. This is why he's interested in her safety.” She kisses Daddy’s cheek before turning and picking up the empty jug, throwing me a wink.
