“Yeah, probably,” she says as she turns for the door. She stops before her hand reaches the handle and turns back to me. “But before we do, I have to talk to you first.” She narrows her eyes, examining my face. Her expression quickly softens. “I saw you talking to Axel a little while ago, and I have to tell you that I’ve never seen him look at a woman like that before.” I stare at her in confusion. Why would she be telling me this? I barely know him—actually, I don’t know him.
“Oh, Mia, it was just a liquor-filled make-out. Honestly, he’s probably forgotten about it by now.” I laugh it off, waiting for her to drop the conversation and walk inside.
“No, I don’t think it was, but I could be wrong,” she shrugs, crossing her arms. “Just hear me out. Axel is like my brother, and he deserves someone like you. I can already tell you’re agood person. But be careful.” And with that, she walks back inside.
“Ominous much?” I mutter, watching her tiny form disappear into the crowd as the door closes behind her.
I am left standing outside with her words swirling around in my head. What in the world is Mia talking about? I am not going to be a part of this world. It could be the tequila not sitting well, but I’m left with a bad feeling in my gut. I look around the parking lot—it’s quiet, and there are only a few people out here braving the cold. I take a deep breath, steady myself, and head back inside.
CHAPTER FIVE
axel
“Axel,I’m calling Church first thing in the morning. I want to hear your ideas on what we’re going to do about our problem.” Our president, Prince, says to me as he takes a drag of his cigar.
Prince and I had been friends long before I decided to prospect for the club. We met in the third grade. I was the kid that was constantly in trouble, getting into fights, pranking the school. Prince was always right there, having my back. We’ve been hellions from early on.
When we were twenty, Prince’s Dad was taken out by a rival MC. Prince and I had gone out the night before getting as drunk as possible, like we usually did. We’d been patched members of the club for about a year and thought we were invincible. I’ll never forget the look on Prince’s face when Tango called to tell him about his dad. Prince would never admit it, but I know he still feels guilty for not being with his dad on that run. That night, everything changed for us. Instead of the easygoing lifestyle we had come to enjoy, our days are now filled with responsibility.
Prince easily stepped into the president’s role. Always calm and levelheaded, he is exactly the president this club needs. I sit back in my seat, eyeing his disheveled look. He’s pissed aboutthe ambush tonight as much as I am. Ever since his dad, runs have been choreographed to a T. We haven’t had a problem in years, which makes this that much more serious.
“Got it Prez, I’ll be ready.” I look around the clubhouse for Jenna. I could tell she was feeling overwhelmed, so when Prince and Jax called me over, I let her have some time to herself. But I don’t plan on that lasting.
“Who are you looking for, man?” Jax says as he gets a lap dance from Cherry. He obviously isn’t too impressed if he’s focused on what I’m doing.
I’m not about to let the guys know I’m looking for a fucking chick. I need to be focused on our work, but I can’t shake her—she messes with my head in a way I can’t explain.
“Just doing surveillance. Can’t be too careful at these parties,” I say as I glance at my brothers. Prince nods at me in approval as I stand to walk away.
“Remember—Church, 9 a.m. Make sure Blaze knows,” Prince calls after me as I give him a nod and head toward the bar. Walking through the mob of people, I see Blaze coming in from outside.
“Hey, man, have you seen Jenna?” I ask. Blaze usually doesn’t pry or dig any deeper, but the look he gives me tells me he has questions.
“Why do you want to know? Got the hots for Teacher?” He punches my arm and laughs.
“Shut the fuck up. Do you know where she is or not?” I’m getting slightly annoyed with this conversation and just want to find the girl who’s fucked with my head.
“Her and Marley just left. It’s a school night. Someone has to be up bright and early to mold young minds,” Blaze says as he uses his hands to pretend like he’s molding clay.
Fuck, I was planning on taking her to my room and getting to know every inch of that perfect body so I could get her out ofmy head. Because that’s the only thing that can come from this. It could never be more than sex. She’s too good for me, too pure for this life. But damn what a fun ride we would have in the sack.
Right at that moment, a hand slides down my shoulder and around to my belt. I look down to see a skinny hand with long black nails that look more like claws clasping the front of my jeans. Sapphire is my usual girl. I would normally let her come upstairs, we’d fuck, and then she’d get out while I caught some sleep before Church. But it doesn’t feel right tonight. I just need to sleep this day off.
The club girls are a group of women who provide comfort to club men when they require it. The girls are treated well and taken care of, but some of them are just bad apples. Sapphire was great when she started—young, hot, and in school to become a nurse. She came here knowing the job and was fucking great at it, but one day the light went out in her eyes. She dropped out of school and started running with a few of the women over at the strip club who are into some nasty shit.
I’ve been meaning to figure out what happened. Find out what the hell she’s thinking, but I don’t have the time tonight.
“Hey, Ax, why don’t you let me take your worries away?” she says in a soft voice. Blaze cocks his head and raises an eyebrow at me.
"Nah babe. Go find Savage. He'll be happy to show you a good time.” I brush her hand off and head to my room. I turn to leave, looking back to see Sapphire with a pouty look on her face and Blaze laughing.
I walk up the stairs that lead to the second floor. This is where members have their own rooms to crash in. Mine is near the end of the hallway, right next to Blaze’s. I unlock the door and slam it shut behind me. I’m over today, but shit, I need a shower.
Walking into my bathroom, I strip off my clothes and step under the waterfall shower. Fuck, it feels good to wash the day off me, but I can’t stop thinking about that teacher and the way her lips fused to mine.
I place my hand on the shower wall to balance myself, and with the other, I wrap it around my pulsing cock. I close my eyes as I start pumping, seeing those bright green eyes stare up at me through long lashes and those fucking lips I wish were wrapped around my dick. In no time, I’m cumming harder than I have in a while. I need to fuck this girl out of my system—and fast.
I finish my shower and head back into my room, not even bothering to put on clothes. I fall into bed and pass out.
