Oh… okay, now I understand the expression. She thinks he’s cute, and upon further investigation, I can agree.
He’s cute.
Really cute.
He jerks his chin toward me. He’s probably in his mid-thirties. He’s definitely younger than Axton and, therefore, younger than Heidi, too. He’s standing just a little too close to Heidi, but I can tell it doesn’t bother her. She likes it, and I wonder if she’s going to make a move with that. I wouldn’t blame her. I mean, she’s single, and she’d probably have fun.
“Scar is going to be our protection for the foreseeable future. Bullet was here and let me know, but he had to go home,” Heidi states.
I’m surprised he didn’t talk to me, and I don’t even know this guy. With his age, he would have been part of the club when I was last here, but I have no clue who he is. I start to say just that when Scar explains his situation.
“I was a nomad for a while. I’ve been at a few different clubs. I’ve been called in to help while everything with… well, everything gets sorted. An extra set of hands.”
“That carries a gun and is wrapped in leather,” Heidi adds.
Oh god.
Shedoeslike him.
Thankfully, that ends the conversation, and the three of us walk out of the club. Bennet calls out agood night, and I wave to him, but I don’t even know if I can trust him or not.
Anna was his right-hand person.
She did everything around this place—managed the women, managed the club, the bartenders, and used to manage the bouncers before the Vicious Reapers took that over. I’m not sure how he didn’t know that she was easily manipulated, or didn’t give a fuck about protecting the women.
It feels weird to just blindly believe that he wasn’t involved at all. I know there’s no evidence that he is involved, but I think at this point, actions are going to mean everything, and I’m going to have to just wait it out.
“I’ll follow you girls back to the apartment,” Scar announces.
Pressing my lips together, I look at Heidi, then back to Scar. “I’m going back to the clubhouse,” I simply state. It’s a fact, not a suggestion. Iamgoing back to my man.My man, who could have died.
Scar blinks then shakes his head once, clearly not liking my statement, before he speaks. “Not at this hour. You both need your rest before you work again tomorrow. I got your schedule.”
I almost laugh in his face, but decide against it. I don’t even know this man, and I’m not going to stand outside a strip club arguing with him about going back to Axton. I’m almost thirty years old, and he’s not going to tell me what to do. I don’t care how immature that sounds.
I inhale a deep breath and hold it for a moment before I let it out slowly and tell Scar exactly how this is going to go. “Scar, I’m sorry, but if I only go to the clubhouse when I don’t work, I’ll only see Axton for maybe a day, if I’m lucky. That doesn’t work for me, and I know for a fact it won’t work for Axton, either.”
Scar looks at me, then flicks his gaze over to Heidi. I expect and brace for a full-blown argument, but instead, he takes his phone out of his pocket. Then he punches his index finger against the screen, and I hear the phone ringing.
“Piggy,” Axton’s voice greets.
I almost sigh in relief at the sound of his voice as it reaches my ears. He’s okay. He sounds fine, a little rough but otherwise okay. That makes me feel a bit more at ease, but it doesn’t take away the fact that I want to be with him. Beside him. On top of him. Consuming him the way he consumes me.
“You’re on speaker. I got Heidi and Millie here. Millie doesn’t want to go to the apartment tonight.”
There is a moment of silence before Axton speaks, and I don’t fully like what he has to say, but it’s good enough… I guess.
“Mill?” Axton calls out
“I’m here.”
“Go ahead and go to the apartment tonight. I’ll come tomorrow. I got a few more days off work before I need to go in, so I’ll pack a bag and stay with you. Scar is going to sleep on the couch tonight, though.”
I flick my attention to Scar, who just jerks his chin and thankfully doesn’t gloat.
“I’ll see you tomorrow,” I murmur.
Axton tells me to get some good sleep, and he’ll be at my place soon, before we even wake up to get ready for work. My belly dips, and my pussy clenches, because I know what that means.
