She was an addiction now. It was all I thought about.
“I’m sorry, Grace.” Her eyes snapped up to mine. “I’m sorry for everything. Please, just tell me what happened.”
“He wanted me to give you a message. He said he was coming for you.”
“Was that it?” She nodded. I stood up and moved around the desk until I was in front of her. I sat on the edge and waited for her to look up. When she didn’t, I whispered, “Grace.”
“I can’t keep doing this. I can’t stay here.”
“I want you here.”
“But you don’t want me.” She stood up, and before she could walk away, I grabbed her hand. I spread my legs and pulled her so she was standing between them.
“I do want you, Princess.”
“I hate it when you call me that.”
“But it’s who you are.”
“I’m not,” she argued, her eyes on my chest. I tucked my finger under her chin and lifted her face so I could look into her eyes.
“I called him. I told him to get his ass up here. And when he gets here, I’m calling for a vote and removing him as president.”
“How?”
“Thehowisn’t important. Once he’s removed, I can claim you.”
She shook her head and pushed away from me. “Fuck you, King.”
“What the fuck are you mad about? I just told you I can claim you once Steele’s removed as president, and it’s still not fucking good enough?”
“You’re such an asshole.” She yanked the door open and walked out, stomping down the hallway.
I followed her down the hall, trying to get her attention.
“Grace! Would you stop for two fucking seconds and talk to me?”
I stepped into the main room, and Grace moved behind the bar. “Joey, go find something else to do.”
“You can’t order my prospects around.”
“Why the hell not? Last night you called me your fucking old lady.” Joey stood behind the bar looking between me and Grace, fear etched across his face. I wasn’t sure how he would make it as a Silver Shadow, but the kid had heart if nothing else. “I said fucking move, Joey.”
“Prez?”
“Go on. See if Maureen needs any help.”
“She went home.”
“Then go find something to do.” I waved him away, and he scurried out of my sight. Before I could say anything more, Eros and Indigo walked in with a woman I didn’t fucking know.
“Here we fucking go,” I groaned.
Chapter Ten
King
I took a moment, my hands on the bar as I hung my head. I needed five fucking seconds without the world ending, but seeing Indigo in my clubhouse meant that wasn’t fucking happening.
