Chapter 17
PRESENT
SAXON
After I spoke with Capital Vice’s manager, who happens to be a close friend to the club, I was able to get Sky off work tomorrow.
She’ll probably be pissed when she learns that I’m messing with her job, but she’ll get over it.
I’m tired of this little game of, I tease you, you tease me.
There’s chemistry between her and me. There has been since the first time we met at Vice.
I feel it. I’ve felt it since the moment she walked into this town years ago, and I’m certain she feels it too.
I pull up to Vice in the back parking lot.
The same parking lot I usually sit in and watch her through my security cameras.
I pull up said app and click to her bedroom.
She’s giving herself a once over in the mirror, applying some shiny gloss that enhances her pouty lips in a delicious way.
I watch as she stands up straight and starts talking.
Who the fuck is she talking to? I click the microphone button and turn down the music in my car to hear her better.
“You’re in control tonight, Sky. Not him, not anyone else.
You. Don’t lose yourself in his eyes, or that stupid fucking smirk he gives you, or the way he smells so yummy all the time.
Fuck, girl. Pull it together.” Laughing to myself, I pocket my cell.
Listening to her confess her undying love for me seems like an invasion of privacy.
You’ve literally watched her get herself off in her bed multiple times!
I’m a gentleman. At least, that’s what I tell myself.
The side door to Vice opens, and I watch as Sky scans the parking lot and finds me almost instantly. I get out of the driver’s side and make my way around to the passenger door. Opening it for her. See? I am a gentleman.
“You look stunning, tesoro,” I say to her, placing my hand on her lower back and helping her inside.
“Such a gentleman.”
“Only for you.” I close the door, and her scent of vanilla, amber, and some type of flowers fills my nose. Fuck, she smells divine. I could eat her right fucking now, but I don’t, because I’m a gentleman.
She’s quiet as we turn onto the main road and head towards downtown.
Her scent filling my car, making my cock harden with every inhale.
I squeeze my steering wheel, trying to calm my dick down and behave, but no luck.
I stare at the side of her beautiful face and roam down her body.
She’s in a pair of tight jeans that are torn at the knees, with a red top that hangs off her left shoulder, exposing her beautiful floral tattoo that crawls up her arm, and a pair of black combat boots.
“Why are you taking me on a date, Saxon?” Her question snaps me out of my high school fantasies about her, and I adjust myself further in my seat. She turns to face me, her body angled my way as she waits for my answer.
“You work too hard. You never take time for yourself. I wanted to show you a good time and have you be around good people,” I say honestly. She deserves a close-to-normal life, apart from her entire existence thus far.
“Why now?” I look at her, confused by her over analysis of this evening with me. Was my answer not enough?
“What do you me—”
“Are you taking me out because you pity me? Because I don’t need your fucking pity, or anyone else’s, for that matter.
” What in the actual fuck? Does she really think this is a pity date?
I pull the car to the side of the road, my blood starting to boil at her little statement.
She glances around, shaken by our sudden stop.
I turn towards her, so I can get real close.
“What are we—”
“Listen to me, Sky. I don’t pity you. I never have.
I’ve watched you long enough to know you are more than capable of taking care of yourself.
I’m not going to lie and say I don’t feel bad for what that man took from you because I do.
I’m only human. I’m not, however, taking you out because of pity.
I’m taking you out because I can’t stop thinking about you whenever I’m not with you.
I’m taking you out because whatever this is between us is more than a friendship.
Don’t deny it, either. I know you feel something here.
Am I wrong?” He pauses a moment but we both stay silent.
“So, why not explore it some more? We are two grown-ass adults who can enjoy the pleasure of each other’s company, are we not?
” Her mouth opens in shock, but she closes it almost instantly. Good, I left her speechless.
“So, what do you say, baby? Do you trust me to have a good time?” I watch as she swallows.
Her fingers twisting in her lap as she takes it all in.
Then she nods, just once, giving me the go ahead.
Placing my hand on top of hers to stop her picking at her nails, I pull back onto the main road and continue on.
“When are you going to tell me why you call me that?”
“Tesoro?”
“Yeah, that.”
“Soon, but not today.” I squeeze her hand a little tighter and punch the gas, her back pressing firmly into the seat as we speed down the road.
I pull up to the building where the fights happen, and the parking lot is already packed.
Thanks to Finn, the guys and I get special parking for being his so-called team, but mostly because of who we are.
We pull into my parking spot, and when she goes to open her door, I lock it.
Turning to me, she gives me a What the fuck?
glare, but before she can argue, I speak first.
“Stay by my side the whole night.” She rolls her eyes at me, but I’m not joking even the slightest.
“I can handle—”
“I know you can handle yourself, Sky. However, as much as you think you’ve kept your identity secret, people know who you are and where you come from.
Who your family is.” She breaks eye contact with me for a split second.
“You are to stay by me the whole night, no exceptions. This isn’t just a rule for you.
All the girls are not to leave our sides.
It’s for your safety. We take care of our own. ”
“What if I have to pee?” I knew she would have a sassy ass remark, but I would be more shocked if she didn’t.
“Tell me, and I’ll take you. My sister and her friends will be here, like I said. So, there is no reason to be off on your own at any time.”
“But—”
“No buts, Sky.” I drop my tone, my frustration with her rebellious nature getting to me.
“I’m trying to keep you safe. You know as much as I do the dangers of the worlds we’ve grown up in.
We stay in the group, yeah?” I brush my thumb down her cheek, cupping her chin between my fingers and looking into her caramel-brown eyes.
She nods her understanding.
“Good girl.”