Dylan nodded. “Nick will start next week.”
Bailey was eyeballing her brother who turned his glare on her. “What now, bitch?”
“I demand you to tell me how great a manager I’ll be.”
“You’ll be a good manager. Scary as fuck, but also capable of a kind word or two. Look at how good you are with Winnie.”
Next to me, Dylan shifted ever so slightly. I knew immediately that he had a thing for Winnie.
Ever since the first day of college, I internally reacted to the sound of Bailey’s name. A few times, I just thought I heard her name and my breathing would catch. She was always in the back of my mind, lingering on every thought. Though Bailey was mine now, I hadn’t forgotten how much I worried I’d never get my chance with her.
Dylan walked back inside, likely thinking about Winnie. I hoped Dylan got his chance one day like I found mine with Bailey. My dream that once seemed unattainable was now at my fingertips.
Chapter Thirty Seven ~ Bailey
As soon as Nick untied me the night before, I convinced him to let me explore his back. If he trusted me, I should be able to touch those ugly marks left behind by his evil fuck dad. I knew he hated for me to really see them, but I’d proven I trusted him. Now, it was his turn.
His body remained tight and anxious at first. Yet the more I licked each old wound, the more he relaxed until his body hungered for my touch. Much like I let go when he took away my control, Nick soon fucked me like a man unleashed. I’d witnessed the horror of his past and still desired him. Our walls down, we looked at each other and saw forever.
This morning began with a trip to Cooper’s office to see my brother and Dylan. Afterwards, Nick thoroughly searched his apartment for anything he might have left behind. While he checked every corner, I sat in the living room with Danny Boy who stared at my tits.
“One day, some chick will tear out your eyes for gawking like that.”
Never taking his eyes off my chest, Danny Boy nodded. “Probably, but yours are so perfect.”
“They better be. My pop paid good money to get me such nice boobs.”
“Money well spent.”
Caught between enjoying the praise and raging at his stupid, I did nothing until Nick appeared.
“Danny Boy, I won’t take your eyes,” he said softly, “but I’ll cut off your dick. That way, you can look at girls as much as you want, but never enjoy them. Get it?”
The freak finally stopped staring and smiled at Nick. “No worries. You get everything?”
“Yeah,” he said, taking me by the hand. “See you around.”
Leaving behind the pervert, we carried the bag with his belongings and headed to the Harley. I was nearly bouncing by the time we got off the elevator.
“You’re officially mine,” I said. “I own your sexy ass.”
Nick just grinned, but I knew how lucky I was to be with someone like him. As a reminder of what I left behind, we found a past mistake standing next to the Harley.
Deputy Ennis Dickhead tipped back his stupid hat and smirked at me. “Hello, Bailey.”
“What do you want?”
“I came to talk to your friend here. Just wondering if he’d seen his dad?”
Nick showed no reaction, but I was pissed to have an asshole ruining my good mood.
“If his dad was smart, he’d have run the fuck away once out of jail.”
Dickhead tried intimidating Nick with a dark glare. When that didn’t work, he focused on me. “Bailey, I want to talk to you alone.”
“No way. Nick and I are going home to have lots of sex. Now go away.”
“Why are you slumming it with this loser?” Dickhead asked, poking his thumb at Nick. “You’ve got options and here you are settling.”
“Fuck the hell off, asshole!” I yelled, gaining the attention of a lot of people who immediately looked away when I glared at them. Focusing my rage back on Dickhead, I growled, “You need to learn your place, loser. The only time I was slumming it was when I dated a rent-a-cop.”
“Listen here, bitch...”
I never saw Nick move. One moment, he was a few feet away, looking passive then his fist made contact with Dickhead’s face. The cop toppled back against his car as Nick stood in front of me. Since he looked hotter than sin, I wanted to feel him up. I was thinking naughty thoughts when Darling forced his cuffs on Nick’s wrists and shoved him against the car.
“I guess I’m the one who gets restrained this time,” Nick said, trying to keep the moment light.
Dickhead was going to ruin Nick’s chances at teaching and I refused to allow anyone to steal my man’s dream. Love made people do weird shit and I was no exception.
The Taser from Dickhead’s belt felt good in my hand as I aimed it at his ass. The idiot cop didn’t even realize I’d stolen his weapon until the volts surged through his system. My ex-nobody fell to the ground and twitched. A cuffed Nick stepped back and looked between Dickhead and the Taser.
“He wet himself,” I said to Nick.
“I see that. Now what? You just assaulted a cop.”