“Good morning, princess,” my dad greets me as soon as I walk into the kitchen. He’s sitting at the table with not just Bones, but another one of the Savage Knights too.
“Morning, Dad.” I walk over and give him a kiss on the cheek. “Is the security system not finished being installed?”
“No, princess. Remember how I told you I wanted to add more security detail? Well, these two men are going to be on the job for the time being. Bones here will be escorting you to and from school. And Dagger will be taking me to and from work. They’ll keep a safe enough distance that no one will be aware of their presence. But I wanted you to know in case you see them. I didn’t want you to be worried.”
I’m not worried. I’m excited that Bones will be my watchdog. But I need to feign my annoyance.
“I don’t need an escort, Dad. I’m old enough to know not to run off with strangers.”
“This isn’t up for discussion, Zoey. And don’t forget, as soon as that game is over tonight, you need to come straight home.”
I intended to. I’m no longer interested in going to Cooper’s party. I’m no longer interested in him period. Which I don’t know how I’m going to explain that to Tea. She’ll be wondering what my problem is, and I won’t be able to tell her the truth. She’ll think I’m ridiculous. And Bones already made it clear that no one is supposed to know about us. I’ll just have tell her that my dad is making me watch movies with him tonight and I won’t be able to go. I’ll have to give Cooper the same excuse.
“Fine, Dad. Whatever. I just won’t have a life anymore. All my friends are going to a party tonight. But me, I get to stay in and go to bed. Joy.”
I turn to leave, noticing the shift to my right, Bones stiffening in his chair. I’m not upset about him babysitting me, but if Inodded and smiled, accepting my fate without argument, my dad would be suspicious.
“I’m leaving for school now,” I say without looking back. If I look directly at him, I might stumble or give myself away. Looking at that gorgeous man is like staring directly at the sun. My entire body gets struck with heat sickness. Burning me up from head to toe. My dad will see my red cheeks or the googly look in my eyes and will be well aware of my attraction toward that man. So, I keep walking, grabbing my schoolbag and keys before making my way outside.
Thank goodness for the cool air because it helps settle my nerves. I already feel like I’m sweating again. Just being that close to that man makes me flustered.
“Your ass is in trouble for that little remark.” The whisper is right at my back, startling me. “There will be no parties. And no boys.”
I stop at my car, and glance in his direction. He has to be the hottest man alive. But my dad would see those tattoos on his face and think he’s a dangerous hood rat who belongs in a sewer, not in my bed.
“If I smiled and told my dad how excited I was to stay in because a bad man is going to sneak into my room and have his way with me, I think my dad would’ve killed you. You don’t need to get those leather chaps in a twist.”
“Oh, baby girl. You are in trouble for that one. Just wait. That ass is going to be red by the time I’m done. You won’t be able to sit on it for a week.”
“Just as long as you promise to kiss it all better.”
“Fuck. You are a perfect little angel.”
My entire body gleams with excitement as I open my door and climb in. The big, dangerous biker just called me perfect.
“Can’t waitto see you tonight, Zoey.” Cooper startles me as I try to shove my books in my locker. He comes to my side, eyeing me up and down, blatantly being a sleaze. It’s amazing how in the blink of a few days I no longer like the boy who I’ve had a crush on all these years. In fact, he kind of irritates me. He always wanted to date older girls. Well, guess what? Now, I’m falling for an older man.
“About that…” I say. “My dad told me I had to come straight home after the game tonight. So, I won’t be able to make your party.”
“Shit, really? That’s too bad. I was really looking forward to it. Since you can’t make it, how about you meet me behind the bleachers after the game?”
The answer is no. But even if Bones wasn’t in the picture, I still wouldn’t be doing it. All Cooper cares about is sex.And how is Bones any different?The thought sticks like a thorn in my chest, pricking at my nerves. He’s barely said a few words to me, and all of those words were hot and dirty. His interest has been solely focused on my body. For all I know, he could be after my virginity, and then once he gets it, he may ride off on that big bad motorcycle, and I’ll never see him again.
“Sorry, Coop. My dad will be coming to watch tonight, so I can’t. Look, I have to get to the bathroom before class starts, so I’ll see you later.”
I slam my locker closed, maybe a little too hard, then rush toward the girl’s bathroom. Shutting myself inside a stall and trying to breathe. My stomach is torn up at the thought of Bones merely using me for sex. His words come rushing back. I’m just his little plaything. His toy to use as he likes. He was veryupfront about it. There was no mistaking what he’s after: my body.
15
Bones
As soon as Pritchard’s bedroom light goes out, I set a ten-minute timer. I’m not waiting an hour for that man to fall asleep. Watching my little angel do her cheers, shaking those pompoms along with those hips has my dick stiff as a fucking beam. It’s been hard for hours. All fucking day to be exact. I made sure she was safely tucked in school, then I headed back to the clubhouse. I pulled up my surveillance footage and watched every moment of our time together last night.
Seeing me licking between her legs, watching her body quake as she came on my tongue, had me stroking myself so many times I was drained dry. There wasn’t a drop left in me the last time I came. I finally took my ass to the shower, reluctantly washing her scent from my skin. I was worried Pritchard would smell his little girl on me. Thankfully, the smell of coffee and eggs was more potent this morning.
My alarm goes off, and I do what I need to get the camera footage running on a momentary loop. Then I sneak in just like I did last night. Slipping through the back door, creeping through the kitchen and up the stairs. His bedroom is downstairs, which is a damn good thing.
Zoey isn’t the problem. I’m the one who makes too much goddamn noise. I feast on her like a snarling bear. Growling every time she squirts on my chin. Lapping at her so lewdly that you can probably hear my sloppy sounds in the hallway. I have no manners when it comes to this girl.
