The door swings open and a beautiful, dark auburn-haired woman smiles at me. This I know to be Cain’s step mom, Darcy. He has told me all about her; how she has settled his father down from all his whoring around.
“Hi,” I say with a wave.
“Hi, Calla. Come on in. Jed’s in his office and wanted to talk to you for a minute. I’m not sure where Cain is. He should be here any minute, I would think.”
She gestures me inside. I follow her to the office where she opens it and we both step inside. Shit, his dad is huge! All I can see is broad shoulders and muscles bulging everywhere. Holy shit!
“Don’t let him intimidate you,” Darcy whispers.
My gaze works its way up to his face, which is twisted with a shit eating grin.
“Well, Calla Lily Bexley.”
Damn, this man could swallow me up whole. I’m not moving from this spot. I don’t think I could move if I tried.
“Hi, sir,” I manage to squeak out, much to his amusement.
“There ain’t no sir around here, girl,” he laughs.
“And I’m not too pleased about you marrying my boy, either. But what the fuck am I gonna do about it? You’ll soon find out for yourself that a prissy ass little bitch like you isn’t cut out to be an old lady to a Sinner.”
He eyes me up and down.
“You are a pretty little thing, though. Look a lot like your mother, and thank Christ for that.”
I know what he means, but I’m too damn scared to say anything. He’s talking about my dad… screw his ass! He may be Cain’s father, but he’s a fucking prick.
“Jed, be nice to the poor girl,” Darcy warns him, smacking his arm.
He merely gives her a ‘don’t fuck with me’ look.
“Just get her the hell out of here.”
He waves us off, then slaps Darcy on her ass. She lets out a little yelp, but bends and kisses him on his mouth. He pulls her in closer, one hand grabbing her boobs and the other a handful of ass. When he lifts his face from hers, his patronizing stare cuts through my brave fa?ade, sizing me up to see if I can handle the kind of shit that goes on around here.
I can tell by the way he looks at me that he can smell my fear. I know all about the women; people fucking and sucking each other off in the corners. At parties. In their rooms here at the compound. I also know something this snarly bastard doesn’t know. His son wants nothing to do with this. He wants to go to college and be a cop. And he wants to be with me.
I have failed this part though, only because I have been caught off guard. Bound and determined not to let him get to me, I follow Darcy as she walks around his desk and toward the door.
“Come on, let’s go find your husband and have some girl time. Leave this grumpy ass to deal with the shit that his boy is all grown up and in love,” she says cheerily.
“I like you,” I say as she takes me outside and points me in the direction of their house, which is directly behind the compound.
“I like you, too. Sorry about that back there,” she adds, jerking her thumb towards the office.
“He’s pissed at Cain. The two of them go at each other’s throats all the time. But a piece of advice.”
She stops and places her hands on my shoulders.
“Stand by your man. Don’t ask any questions, and do your own thing. We’re a club; we all work outside of here. Have our own families. We’re not like some of the other clubs who deal drugs, guns, and all that stuff. We’re just a group of people who like to ride, party, and have fun. The men who are married don’t cheat on their old ladies. The ones that don’t have an old lady can do whatever the hell they want, with whomever they want. Oh, and one more thing… stay away from Emerald Jefferson.”
“Who?”
The name vaguely rings a bell. I know I’ve heard that name somewhere before. More than likely from Cain.
“She’s Jed’s VP Monty’s daughter, and she is a little bitch. She’s been after Cain for years.”
“Oh,” I say, a little shocked.
I know if Cain had mentioned her to me, I would definitely remember. I’ve really never been the jealous type. Cain has never given me a reason.
“Good to know, and thanks again.”