“Mmm, babe, this is how I want to wake up every morning,” he mumbles giving me another squeeze.
That’s all it takes for my stomach to decide it’s very unhappy. I slap his arms with one hand as I cover my mouth with the other. He lets me go and I jump up running into the bathroom. I barely make it to the toilet before I’m retching. Fuck, it tastes much worse coming up.
As I’m emptying my stomach, I feel Asher pull my hair back and place a cool rag on my neck. I didn’t hear him in the bathroom over the noises my body is making. Once I’m done being sick, I flush and lay down placing my face against the cool tiled floor. I know better than to drink so much but, in that moment, I wasn’t thinking. I was feeling and I wanted the pain to stop. Kinda like right now.
Asher sits beside me on my bathroom floor wiping my face with a cool rag. I feel like shit and the last thing I wanted was for him to see me like this. I don’t want to be vulnerable around him. That’s when he can break down the walls I have been trying to build around my heart. I refuse to pine over him like Senna is with Viper.
Nope. I won’t be that girl. The one that allows a man to destroy me. So, as I lay here, I refuse to let the tenderness he is showing me affect me. I build the walls back up that he was able to begin to tear down last night. I will not allow Asher to break my heart. To do that I have to be indifferent to him and to do that I can’t let him get close to me again. I need to keep my distance.
Sitting up from the floor I bat away his hand as he tries to brush my hair back from my face.
“I don’t know what the hell you thought you were doing last night or this morning. I was drunk and wasn’t in my right mind. But I’m telling you right now, Capone, this is not going to happen.” I wave my hands between us, so he gets what I’m telling him. “You can get dressed and get the hell out of my room.” I stand walking to the sink and grab the shit to brush my teeth.
I see him stand from the floor and walk up behind me. I refuse to look up, knowing what I will see. I can feel the anger radiating from him. He is pissed and that’s what I want, him to hate me. It’s easier than him caring for me. I won’t be tied down, no matter how much I want him.
“Listen, Saylor, and listen good,” he growled, and I have to suppress a shiver that threatens to spread over my body. “We will happen. Not right now, but soon. You get me?”
I look up to see him glaring at me. I take a minute to spit and rinse my mouth before turning around to face him.
“I don’t care what you say, we aren’t going to happen, Capone,” I say crossing my arms across my chest defiantly.
He grabs my arms pulling me to him, “It’s Asher to you, baby,” he says before crashing his lips to mine, thrusting his tongue into my mouth and I melt in his arms. Damn him and his skilled mouth.
All to quickly he pulls away, turning and leaving the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. He always does that shit, taking me by surprise. Breaking down those walls that I am trying very hard to build and reinforce. After a few minutes, I hear my bedroom door open and close as he leaves.
I have a bad feeling that this is just the beginning of my downfall.
***
Capone
Slipping out of her room she makes me so mad that fire licks up my spine. She knows it’s her I want. Fuck, look at last night. Well, look past what I was caught doing and look at the fact that I stayed.
Clicking the door quietly looking up my eyes lock with no other than Viper. Fuck, could this day get any worse.
“Wanna be next, then keep doing that,” he points to his shot arm. Ace shot him a few days ago for not even sleeping with Saylor’s twin. Fuck knows what he would shoot if you did sleep with your Prez.’s daughter. Your dick shot off and handed to the boys on a platter, no doubt.
Viper grins at me as he walks down the other side of the stairs. Following him we meet up at the bar. Mrs. H has a mean feed ready for us. Tonight’s the night we go to war for men who have us, at this moment, by the balls. Threating the only things that we would kill for and ask questions later, the women of this family. This brotherhood that we swear by wouldn’t be as strong as it was if it wasn’t for the women that back us.
These dick bags that we have to do a raid for tonight may not have threatened the women directly, but it’s the people they know and have fucked with that are trying to take out the wives and daughters of the Prez. and VP and that shit isn’t going to fly around here. We just did a few nights at a safe house that got shot up. Thank fuck the girls weren’t hurt. I couldn’t imagine a world without the sassy, black-haired, blue eyed, firecracker that gets my dick harder than anything around here.
Taking a plate of eggs and a tall glass of orange juice from Mrs. H I listen to the banter shared between Viper and Flame. These two love to hate each other. Kinda reminds me of me and Say.
God that woman, if I didn’t have to be in church in T-minus 5 minutes, I’d go back up there and fuck that pretty, smart mouth of hers and then make sweet love to her body. I am an animal in the sack, outta the sack, on a floor, the gas tank of my bike and even in an alley way.
Doesn’t matter to me, but she does. She makes me wanna really just fucking make love to her body and mind. I wanna show her I can be an animal, but I can also be the guy she needs. Like a suit guy, a nine to five guy. Douchebags that they are, but if that’s what she needs then I’ll be it.
“Get much sleep last night?” Stone says to me his tone dark and cold just like his name. He’s stone cold and just as evil as he looks.
“Na, fuck all, brother. You?” I say back stuffing a fork of eggs into my mouth eyeing him.
“You know brother after a Chica or two and some whiskey sleep found me,” He says gulping down his coffee placing it harshly down on the bar top
“Just a word of warning get her outta ya head before we go in tonight, brother. That shade of lust looks bad on ya skin and make me nervous.” His eyes slice through me before he walks into church. I am left sitting there in shock.
“See, brother,” Viper’s hand finds my shoulder. “It’s not just me who sees it. Playing with fire.”
Flame cuts him off, “Doesn’t get you burnt.” He winks at us both. “It gets you shot,” he laughs out loud walking into church also.
