Chapter 27—Kooper #2
Despite what most might think, Ruby’s never the type to run in skimpy outfits.
She’s more covered now than I’ve seen her at the clubhouse.
Biker shorts that are closer to her knees than her crotch.
Her sleeveless shirt covers her entire mid-frame.
The only skin you see is her arms and below her knees.
She’s almost a nun compared to her usual attire.
And it’s hot as fuck. She’s panting and sweaty. I can smell her, and it ain’t cute, but her clothes? While the shirt was once loose at the start, it’s clinging to her now. Her biker shorts, which she uses to cut down the chafing on her legs, have created an amazing outline of her pussy.
I should demand that she shower right now. But why? I just want to fuck her standing. But I can’t. Not till I get answers.
I cross my arms and stare, hoping if I do nothing, I might make it out of this unscathed. I’m a heartbeat away from saying “fuck it” and taking her here and now. Especially as I see her eyes taking in my shirtless chest and the fact that my jeans are still unfastened.
I watch her swallow and wonder what it would feel like to have her try to swallow down my cock.
I cough and adjust. I need to focus. My moment has her eyes snapping back to mine.
“You forgot your phone,” I growl.
She shrugs. “Oops.” She brings the bottle back to her lips and walks past me.
But I stop her before she can make it farther than a few steps, grabbing her arm and spinning her a bit.
“There’s still a threat out there. You need to be safe.”
She rolls her eyes and pulls away as she heads to the couch and sinks into the cushions. “What threat? I’m no longer part of the club, remember? I’m sure Atom told you. Dad’s dead.” She looks me in the eye with a furious expression. “He’s gone, and I’m out.”
I know what she said yesterday. Atom told me everything.
Even if he hadn’t, I had Flint show me the surveillance tapes.
We put the cameras up the second Law went into a coma.
We might have had a guy on the door or in the room the entire time, but we still wanted more eyes on everything.
We had to watch the hospital staff too. Anyone can be bought for the right price or with the right threat.
Despite what she says, I know she doesn’t mean it. She can’t. Her dad is her whole life. Him being gone was more painful than she’ll ever say. Then having him back? It was like a breath of life back to her. I know this hurts. Having anyone forget you, but especially family, has to be hard.
Ruby‘s stubborn, though. She told him off. Said he was dead to her. And she’ll stick to it for a while.
But not forever. At least I hope not. She might not know it, but her dad has a bigger impact on her happiness than she says.
She wants his approval. I know that. Everyone can see that she does.
She probably wishes she’d been born a boy. Things would be different if she were.
I, for one, am grateful as fuck she wasn’t. Instead of gaining a brother, I gain my forever kind of girl.
Eventually.
“You don’t mean that.”
“It’s the truth. Right?” She tilts her head, and a glint takes over her eye. Not a nice one. “That’s what you said. That’s what the club said. Dad’s dead.” The look on her face lets me know she’s going somewhere with this—I just don’t know where yet.
I nod, even if it wasn’t a question.
“Funny. Seems that Abigail and the Crazy Eights think something different.”
Shit. I run my hand over my head. “Look, Ruby, you don’t….”
“Don’t what? Don’t know what’s going on?
Well, of course not. I’m kept out of the fucking loop every way this goes.
But hey, now that we’ve slept together, maybe I can get some perks.
That’s how it works, right? Sleep with a club brother and gain some knowledge?
Well, go on. Tell me something I don’t know. ”
I just look at her. I can understand her anger.
It’s normal. What I can’t do? I can’t show her that what happened last night had an effect on me.
Not till I know she felt something more than a dick inside her.
What happened for me last night was life-altering.
But for her? With the way she’s acting, it’s as if I’m just a notch on the bedpost. And for someone who used to live that life, I can’t say I’m happy about being on the other side of it for once.
“What? Nothing to share?” She huffs and turns away with a shake of her head. “Well, now that the ban of ‘no fucking the president’s daughter’ has been lifted, maybe I’ll find someone who has more to say, or is at least willing to fool around a bit for the right incentive.”
I’m on her before she can say another thing. My hands cage her in on the couch as I put one on each side of her head and lean down.
Fear coats her eyes for a second before she blinks and an easy smile lifts her lips.
“Oh, so you do have something to say after all?”
“Don’t.” That’s all I’m going to say. Just one word. And it’s enough for her to drop her smile and glare. But I match it with my own.
She can be pissed. She can be petty and a bitch and get wild and crazy. Whatever the fuck she wants. But she will not go find another brother, or anyone, for that reason.
“Um….” A cough has me turning to see Natalie holding my phone out. “It kept ringing.”
As if on cue, it does it again. I look back at Ruby once more before pushing away and grabbing the phone to answer.
“Yeah?” I don’t check who it is, but I’ve got a feeling.
Casper’s voice comes in loud and clear. “Church. Now. Bring Ruby.”