“Or a girl blows you off,” I say quietly.
“Or I want that girl to stake her claim.”
I squint at him. “Did you play me last night?”
Ford runs a hand through his hair and tries not to laugh. “You wanted to come home with me. I needed to give you a push and Maggie was standing right there so…”
“If I hadn’t fallen for your little trick, you’d have fucked her though.”
“No. With you, I’m like a dog with a bone. Maggie wouldn’t have satisfied.”
I smile like a fool. “I like when you say bone.”
Ford finally laughs. “You’re a cool chick, Shay, and I like you. I want to be honest, so you’ll understand how resisting my charm is futile. I want you and I got you. Later, I’ll want you again and I’ll get you again. I only hope I don’t have to play any games to make it happen.”
I pat his chest and smile. “We’ll see.”
Ford climbs on his Harley and sighs. “Chicks.”
Once my arms wrap around his waist, I lean around his shoulder and smile. “I liked when you pretended you were too old to play games. Classic.”
When Ford grins, I know he’s admiring how much better he plays the games than I do. Yep, he had me fooled. While I should be angry, I’m not. How can I be when I got what I wanted anyway?
16
Ford
Better Off in Bed
Shay looks so fucking hot in the morning that I have trouble telling her goodbye. With puffy eyes and messy hair, she needs to return to bed. My bed. I’ll let her sleep after a few hours of play.
After twenty minutes sucking at her lips and tongue, I finally leave Shay. She watches me disappear down the road and I know she’s already thinking about when I pick her up. Shay and her damn thinking definitely keeps me on my toes.
I replay how good she felt and tasted as I ride to the diner. If she runs from me tonight, I’ll be pissed because her games will work and I’ll keep chasing. Shay is one of those girls worth the effort.
Pax is waiting for me outside Hunk O’ Love. Before he left the house, he complained about being hungry. If he’s not eating now, I know something’s up.
“Problem?” I ask, parking my Harley next to his.
“You banged Lucky’s kid last night and he’s inside. I’m not looking to have him ask questions about her pussy. I’ll probably say something insensitive as I’ve been known to do. Then he’ll freak out and I’ll have to beat down an old man.”
Pax is laughing by the time he finishes and I smack him upside the head. He’s a funny guy in the morning and I like how bright his eyes are. Lately, Pax’s been a tense asshole because of Trigger’s health problems. We’re the ones to clean up the fucker’s messes, putting a target on the back of the only person Pax gives a shit about.
“Let’s not mention it and save the beat downs for later.”
Pax nudges me as we walk towards the door. “You two were so quiet that I didn’t even know you brought her home. I went for a snack and your fucking door was open and I still didn’t hear a peep. Is your new thing mime fucking?”
I laugh at the turd. “She’s a classy broad unlike the chick you brought home. Good thing our neighbors turn their hearing aids off at night.”
“Hey, I fuck a girl so good she’s gotta yell. I don’t know what the hell you were doing last night. I’d guess holding hands and reading poems.”
I grin. “Fuck off.”
“Well the poetry ended this morning. Glad you remembered what your dick was used for.”
I try to smack him again, but he ducks. “Nice reflexes, Home Run.”
“Thanks Slugger,” he says, smirking.
Lucky glances at me and I figure he’s talked to Joker who talked to Darby who confirmed Shay didn’t come home all night. Little Memphis isn’t a little town, but hell if the speed of gossip doesn’t make it feel like one sometimes.
I sit next to Pax who is already stealing food from Joker’s plate.
“Don’t you feed him?” Joker asks me.
“Fuck yeah. His bowl is next to the dog’s. Not my fault if he can’t find the damn thing.”
Everyone laughs especially Pax who acts hyper, but is likely tense. I don’t blame him. Sitting at the end of the tables, Trigger looks like shit and reeks of weakness.
“There’s chatter on the West Side,” Big Dick says from a few seats down. “Shit about a few assholes wanting to pull tight and back each other up. They’re saying they don’t need the club’s protection. Claiming they can hold their territory. I thought that was some funny shit since last I checked they were talking about our territory.”
Joker nods like he’s cool with the news. He scratches at his beard and smiles. “Everyone thinks they can be tough then reality reminds of their place.”
Trigger looks pissed, but I focus my gaze on our VP. He’s the one calling the shots most days. Pax nudges my leg and I give him a little nod.