It doesn't take long to get to the shop. There are hardly any cars on the road. Guess everyone is where they're supposed to be, except for me. As I pull into the parking lot, I let out a huff. Sitting right next to my brother's bike is a monstrosity that belongs to a person I hate: Lisa’s pink VW convertible. She's a fucking bitch, and I don't understand why Kaleb hasn't fired her ass. He could find someone much better than that slut to work in his shop.
All I can do is pray she stays busy and far away from me. It's already been a crap day since Hank got pissy with me, and if she says the wrong thing to me, I'll blow.
Opening the door, I step into the shop. The sound of the needles buzzing soothes me. My new calm mood doesn't last long when I look up and see Luca standing at the counter, talking to a very flirtatious Lisa.
She’s leaning forward with her arms on the counter, pushing her tits together so they spill over her low-cut shirt.Is she really that desperate?He has his eyes firmly locked onto her cleavage, just as she wanted.
Oh, fuck no! No way in hell is she getting her grubby hands on my brother.
"Luca, back away from that hoe," I call, breaking his trance with her tits.
"Excuse me, lil’ sis?" He turns to look at me, eyebrow raised.
"Fuck you and your little sis shit. You're only seven minutes older," I remind him as I step up to the counter, glaring at the blue-haired bitch who has her eyes set on my brother.
"She's your sister?" Lisa asks, her nose scrunched up like she's smelling something bad. Most likely herself.
"Yeah, I am. Got a problem with it, skank?" I step up beside Luca, slamming my hands down on the counter, daring her to take a swing. One swing and I’ll have her ass laid flat on the floor, doing a great job in releasing all my frustrated aggression on her.
"You're one to be calling someone a skank," she bites back, but not before looking around to see if Kaleb is in earshot. Yeah, she's a cunt. She knows he wouldn't go for calling his girl's best friend some disparaging names.
"Luca, if you like your dick, I'd back away from her. She's had treatments for every STD under the sun. Remember, sister knows best, and you want to keep me happy. And I’m sure you like your dick not being tainted for all the future women."
My words are all it takes to have him stepping away from the counter, hands in the air. Lisa is nothing more than a memory to him now.Thank God.
I move away from the counter and stand next to Luca as we both wait on the side while Luke finishes up with the guy he's working on. I don't think he's even seen me yet. Taking a closer look, I see he has his earbuds in, and his lips are moving and I know he's singing along to whatever he's listening to.
"VeeVee, why you cock blockin' me?" Luca asks as he wraps me in a hug.
"You can have anyone but her. She's a fucking bitch," I whisper, letting my arms slip around his waist and squeeze him tight.
"Lil’ sis, you think I'm so dumb I didn't catch on to the fake flirting?"
"Then why were your eyes zoomed in on her fake tits while you were drooling like a fucking Saint Bernard?" I ask as I pull away.
"Hey, I'm still a man. I was just admiring what she was puttin' out. Besides, maybe I already got my eye on someone." The corners of his lips turn up in a grin that instantly has me thinking.
"Who?"
He raises his hand and begins moving his finger back and forth. "Nope. Not telling you. Not yet, anyway. Don’t need you messin’ anything up for me."
"Whatever, asshole. Did you bring the picture with you for Luke?" I ask, wanting to get off the topic of dating before he asks me questions about Hank.
"I already gave it to Stone. He's gettin' everything together so that when Luke is done, he can start on you. Stone is gonna do mine."
"Good, then we won't be here all day. Just promise me you're not going to cry like a baby. Speaking of babies, where's Nic?" I wink at him.
He bursts out laughing, bending over and clutching his stomach. "First off, woman, I never cry when I get ink. And Nic, well, he's in charge of handlin' the prospects today. He has them doin' grunt work at the clubhouse."
"So he's being an overlord. His favorite thing."
“Seems you know him better than I thought.” His face turns serious. “Now, I know it’s more than me admiring her tits that has you so worked up. Who am I killin’?”
I shake my head, already feeling the tears welling up in my eyes, blurring my vision.
“No, you’re not giving me that shit. What’s wrong?”
“Hank told me he loved me.” My eyes drop to the floor, and I bite my lower lip.
