Chapter 7
Chapter Seven
BIG RED
I t’s been two weeks since I laid eyes on that redheaded vixen. I can’t stop thinking about her. I’m obsessed. From the moment I saw her, I wanted her. Even after going through what she just had, she was still beautiful.
She’s a tiny little thing, standing just a few inches above five feet. Her red hair flows down to her back, and she has the brightest green eyes I’ve ever seen. When I loaded her up in Cara’s truck, I was able to get a closer look at her beauty. I noticed some freckles dusting her nose and cheeks.
When I looked into her eyes, my world stopped. I was entranced and under her spell. I didn’t want to let her go. I wanted to keep her in my arms and protect her from everything.
That thought scared me. I’ve never thought I could feel anything this strong for a woman. It’s the main reason I’ve been keeping my space from her.
Alice is going through a rough time, and she doesn’t need me lusting after her. And God, do I lust after her. My cock hasn’t caught the memo that we can't touch her. I’ve been in a permanent state of arousal.
It’s been a painful two weeks. I could easily go and get my rocks off with one of the bunnies, but the mere thought of touching one of them turns my stomach. I’ve masturbated so much that my wrist is sore.
Something has got to give.
I don’t know how much longer I can keep this up.
There have been times when I couldn’t take my eyes off her, and she caught me staring. But I’ve also caught her. Every time, she would quickly look away, but I didn’t miss her rosy cheeks.
Alice seems so innocent, and that attracts me to her even more.
I just can’t understand how someone could ever want to hurt her. Declan is a dead man. Despite my feelings for Alice, it's more than that. I despise men like him. I don’t know how he could ever think he’s a man by beating a woman who is half his size.
When I finally get my hands on him, I’m going to give him all that pain back tenfold.
The sound of movement outside my bedroom door catches my attention. Turning toward my clock, I see it’s way past the time I need to be getting ready. Before I can get out of bed, the doorbell rings.
I get out of bed and make my way to the front door.
Knowing it's completely safe to open the door, Cindy has already beaten me to the punch.
“Hi,” she says, smiling.
“Hi. Is your dad home?”
I freeze where I stand at the sound of her sweet voice. My dick perks up immediately. Cindy nods and turns around. She wrinkles her nose when she spots me a few feet away, frozen in place.
“Dad, are you okay?”
“Y-yeah.”
“Oh, well, Alice is here.”
I’m not surprised Cindy knows who Alice is. While I’ve been keeping my distance, Alice has been getting to know everyone. Not going to lie. I think some of the brothers are on to me.
Several of them have teased me about getting to know her. I’ve never fought a brother over a woman, but all bets are off when it comes to Alice. If any of those fuckers touch her, I will lose my ever-loving mind.
I snap myself out of my thoughts and head for the door. As soon as her eyes land on me, she gives me a shy smile, and her cheeks turn beet red.
My dick is now at full attention. The sweatpants I’m wearing do not entirely hide the enlarged length. Her eyes drop down my body. Her mouth parts open when she scans my bare torso.
Alice almost looks like she is stuck in a trance, eyeing me. I work out regularly, so needless to say, I’m ripped with muscles.
My dick is trying its best to break through these pants and find a nice warm place between her legs.
When her eyes move lower, and she notices the bulge in my pants, her eyes widen to the size of saucers.
A smirk stretches across my lips. It takes a lot of strength to not laugh at how shocked she looks. I know I’m bigger than the average man. Probably way bigger than that fucker she’s been with.
“Can I help you?” I finally ask.
Alice's head jerks up, but she can’t even look me in the eyes. Not liking her looking away from me, I decided to step out onto the porch. When I’m only a few inches from her, I lean forward and hover over her.
“Alice?”
She swallows before bringing her gaze to mine. “Umm… I was over at Sara’s, and Cara asked if Sara could come over and do Cindy’s hair. Cindy called Cara first, but the triplets broke into the pantry and decided to cover themselves in flour. Sara couldn’t come because Elena had a bit of a diaper explosion, so… I volunteered to do it,” she rushes out.
Her breathing is coming in a little faster, but something tells me it's not from fear. Even though she can barely look me in the eyes, she keeps sneaking glances at my torso.
If she doesn’t stop staring at me like this, all the willpower I’ve been holding to will be dismantled. And she will find herself full of my cock.
Fuck. I bet she would be so tight and wet for me.
I’m standing here envisioning burying myself so deep inside her when I realize I didn’t say anything back. I open my mouth to tell her that it's not necessary if she doesn’t want to do it, but someone clearing their throat has me turning around.
“I want curls today. Can you do that?” Cindy asks.
“Cindy!” I scold her.
“What? We’ve already discussed this, Dad. You can't do hair and Alice is offering. Don’t be rude.”
Alice snickers and turns to face Cindy. She doesn’t even bother to wipe the smile off her face.
“You think that’s funny?” I ask with a raised brow.
Alices brings her thumb and forefinger close together. “Just a little bit. And to answer your question, Cindy, yes, I can do curls.”
Knowing this decision has already been made, I hold the door open for Alice, and she follows Cindy to the bathroom. I sit in the living room, pretending to be engrossed with something on my phone, but I really just want to eavesdrop.
I watch as the two talk like two long-lost friends—little jokes here and there. Alice asks her about school and her interests outside of school. Their conversation flows easily. Alice answers every question Cindy throws her way and doesn’t seem the least bit annoyed.
“Did your mom teach you how to do hair?” Cindy suddenly asks.
Alice's hand freezes midway through a curl before she pulls the curling iron away. My brows pinch together at the look of sadness in her eyes.
“No.” She takes a deep breath before grabbing another strip of Cindy's hair. “I never knew my mom.”
Cindy gasps with wide eyes. “Really?”
Alice nods. “After I was born, she didn’t think she was ready for motherhood, so she dropped me off to my father. I never heard from her again.”
Cindy looks at Alice with understanding. A part of me wants to break this conversation up. I know how the mention of Chloe can turn Cindy’s mood for days. But something deep down inside of me is telling me to let this play out. So, I sit back and listen.
“My mom left us too.”
“Yeah?”
Cindy nods while blinking back tears. Alice sets the curling iron down before turning Cindy to face her. “I know it can be hurtful, believe me, I do, but remember that she’s the one missing out. You’re a great kid and it’s her loss. I just hope it doesn’t take you as long to figure that out as it took me.”
“That’s what my dad always says.”
“Your dad sounds like a smart man. You should listen to him.”
Cindy rolls her eyes. “Please don’t ever say that in front of him. His head is big enough.” She sighs.
She and Alice throw their head back, laughing. I sit on the couch, staring at my daughter in disbelief. I can't believe she just said that. Despite my hurt feelings, I find myself smiling at the two of them. I could sit back and watch them interact all day.
I’m in dangerous territory and I know it. I decide it’s time to get out of here when Alice's next words stop me dead in my tracks.
“I’m going job hunting today,” she tells Cindy.
“Really? That’s great!”
“Thanks. I like it here at the clubhouse, but I’m starting to get stir-crazy just sitting here all day.”
I don’t like this, not one bit.
Her leaving the grounds puts her in danger. I need to keep her safe. I can only imagine what would happen if Declan got a hold of her with no one else around.
I’m stuck in my thoughts when Alice touches my arm. My gaze snaps to her, and I watch as she flinches away from me.
Gritting my teeth, I do everything to contain my anger.
I’m not upset that she flinched. I know it’s a natural instinct from what she’s been through.
“Alice, I will never raise a hand to you.”
“I know. It's just a habit. I’m sorry.” She looks around nervously.
“No need to apologize. I understand. I heard you were going to look for a job, and it just so happens that the garage has an opening for the front desk.”
Wait, what the hell am I doing? I can’t manage to see her every day. I know I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off her, but dammit, if she’s going to be outside these gates, then she’s doing it with me by her side.
Alice gazes up at me quietly for a moment, and then she gives me a big smile.
Fuck. She’s beautiful.
If I didn’t think my dick could get any harder, I was wrong. I need to end this conversation quickly before I scare her.
“Really?” She bounces in excitement.
“Yeah. It's yours if you want it.”
“Yes, I want the job.”
“Okay. You can catch a ride to work with me if you want.”
“That’ll be great. Thanks, Red.”
Alice rushes forward and wraps me in a hug. I know by the hitch in her breath that she feels my hardened length against her stomach. Alice jumps back from me like I burned her. After another thank you, she rushes out the door like Lucifer is after her.
“Fuck!” I hiss.
What the hell did I just get myself into?