“Fuck it.” Elle threw open the door.
Lake and Elle stopped in their tracks when they saw Lucca coming out of the door across the hall. His hair was all wet and he seemed a little out of breath, but his reaction to them seemed to be the same as theirs from getting caught.
She liked Lucca more since their last encounter, and Amo had only gone down the more that asshole had spoken the past month. However, Lucca’s points to win over Chloe just took a hit. Minus fifty points.
“Well, where do you think you two are going dressed like that?” He leaned against the door and looked them up and down.
“I told you this was a bad idea.” Elle shot Lake a look. “We didn’t even get past the door!”
Considering they were already busted, she didn’t have anything to lose.
“We want to go dancing at Poison because we’re mad at Nero and Vincent. Is there any way you can just pretend you didn’t see us?”
Lucca laughed at her. “Darlin’, what the fuck makes you think I would do that?”
Lake returned the favor of looking at him up and down. “How about we also pretend we didn’t just see you.” She turned to Elle. “Chloe doesn’t need to know about this, does she?”
“Hmm, I don’t know…” Elle crossed her arms, trying to somehow look intimidating in a sexy dress.
Lucca leaned off the wall and walked slowly to them, his eyes piercing their souls.
Oh, shit. Lake tried to keep her stance, but she was about to run away, pissing herself. How do I always do this to myself?
He finally stopped an inch away, easily able to snatch them up and beat some sense into them. “I’ll drive,” he grumbled, turning down the hall.
*
Sadie released her hair from the bun then fluffed her curls back out, acting like nothing had happened and Kim wasn’t lying naked on the ground, crying.
She turned to Vincent. “Satisfied?”
He looked down at Kim who was pulling another piece of hair out of her mouth. “That’ll do.”
“What did I miss?” Lucca came into the room, taking in Kim’s appearance.
Amo smiled. “Sadie choking and pimp-slapping the shit out of a bitch.”
“Send me the tape?” Lucca asked Sadie, pointing at the camera in the corner.
“Sure thing.” Sadie smiled at him as she left the room.
Amo followed her out. “I want a copy, too.”
Me, too, Vincent thought.
Lucca pulled out a cigarette then lit the end. “I see you got your girl back from Kentucky. Does everyone there really fucking wear camo?”
“I didn’t see much camo, but I saw a lot of fucking leather,” he said with a bit of a growl in the back of his throat. “How’d you know? I just brought her back.”
“Remember I told you I didn’t want her back, because she’s a pain in my fucking ass? Well, she literally looked me in my damn eyes and threatened me.” He pointed his cigarette at Nero. “And your girl backed her the fuck up.”
Nero laughed, finding it amusing. “Two girls threatened you?”
Vincent wanted to be mad but between Lucca’s face and Nero laughing, he found it hard.
“What was the threat?”
Lucca took a hit off his cigarette. “They threatened to tell Chloe something.”
Nero and Vincent about died laughing hysterically that the two clearly knew what would get under his skin.
“I’m sorry. I’ll talk to her,” Vincent told him, trying to stop from laughing.
Nero tried to stop, as well. “Yeah, me, too. You going to go play poker?”
“No, I just came by to tell you fuckers I just dropped Lake and Elle off at Poison.” Lucca didn’t look pissed off anymore.
“What!” Vincent and Nero yelled in sync.
“Yeah, they looked pretty hot,” Lucca rubbed it in.
Nero’s nose started flaring. “Fucker, you better hope no one’s touched her.”
Shit! Vincent turned, rushing to leave, remembering all the guys who had surrounded Lake the first time she went dancing.
“Motherfucker, I’d kill you if I had the time!”
Chapter Forty-Nine
The Devil and the Angel
Vincent and Nero tore through the crowd, looking for their women. He realized Lucca was right; Lake running away and getting into trouble was too much of an everyday occurrence. I swear to God, I am going to fucking lock her ass up from now on.
“Lake is a fucking bad influence. She’s not coming around Elle anymore! I can’t have her rubbing off on my girl again!” Nero yelled at him over the loud music. They both were getting agitated when they couldn’t find them immediately.
He yelled back at him, “How the fuck is this all Lake’s fault? I’m sure Elle had something to do with it!”
Nero turned to Vincent, giving him a ‘you’re stupid’ look.
He’s right; it is all Lake’s fault.
Nero pushed a guy to the floor who had run into him while grinding on a girl so hard he wasn’t paying attention to his surroundings.