Chapter 16
Chapter
Sixteen
HASH
Ever since I laid eyes on Aisling and that motherfucker at Bella Vita, I’ve barely been able to keep a lock on it.
Fucking Aisling bent over the hood of my Mustang only took the edge off. It wasn’t how I wanted our first time back together to go, but that’s always been us. We go back and forth until it gets so intense we go up in flames.
What the fuck was she thinking going out on a goddamn date?
I can’t tell if I’m more pissed off at the fact that it was with a man who is nothing like me. He’s about as polar opposite as you can get. Or the fact that she really doesn’t want to give us another shot.
The way I had her squirming and moaning on the hood of the Mustang tells me it’s not the latter.
A man like the pussy in the suit could never keep a woman like Aisling satisfied.
I’m glad Aisling’s girl left for her sake because I would have had this conversation with or without her here, and I know how Aisling hates having a drama, as she puts it, in front of others.
“You going to sit down or stand there all night?” I ask as I recline back on her couch, throwing one arm over the back.
Aisling sighs, and her shoulders fall as she walks over to me and sits on the opposite end.
The dress she’s wearing fits her like a glove, hugging her curves in all the right places. She should never have worn it for him.
“What do you want to talk about?” she asks as she crosses her legs and tries to pull the end of her dress further down her legs. It’s not working very well because there isn’t any more fucking fabric.
“What do I want to talk about?” I laugh.
It sounds dead even to my ears. Aisling stops playing with the hem and looks at me, her expression telling me she’s ready for a fight.
Well, let’s fucking go, baby doll. “Let’s start with why the fuck you thought it was okay to go out on a date to a fancy-ass restaurant with a bitch in a suit wearing that dress? ”
“What’s wrong with my dress?” Aisling asks as she looks down at herself and frowns. “I thought I looked good.”
“That’s what’s wrong with it. You don’t wear a dress that shows off your tits and ass for another man,” I explain, my voice getting lower and lower with each word.
Maybe fucking her on the hood of my car didn’t take as much of an edge off as I thought.
“I wasn’t showing off my tits for another man!” Aisling snaps, her brow furrowing.
God, she looks fucking cute when she’s all worked up.
“Could’ve fooled me.”
“For your information, he wasn’t looking at my tits because he was too busy talking about himself all night!”
“Bad date?” I ask, my lip tipping up.
“Can we just stop talking about it?” Aisling sighs, slumping back into the corner of the couch, making her dress rise.
“Not until you tell me why you went out on a date with another man when we originally had plans this weekend. And still do. Were you planning on blowing me off after you brought him back here where our fucking kid is sleeping to fuck him?” I growl.
Aisling looks disgusted as her head rears back and her face scrunches up. “Ew! I wasn’t going to fuck him. Are you crazy?”
“Watch it. I’m barely holding it together, and you playing in my face isn’t helping.”
“I’m not playing in your face, jackass!” Aisling yells.
I lunge forward, clamping my hand over her mouth.
“Our fucking son is sleeping feet away, so how ‘bout you calm the fuck down.” Her deep breaths escape out of her nose and hit my hand. She opens her mouth slightly, trying her best to get a good bite into my palm. “You’re not calming down, baby doll. That’s okay, I like seeing my hand over your sweet mouth like this. Makes me extra hard when you bite it.”
Aisling’s lips move against my hand, but it comes out a mumbled mess that only she understands. I’m sure she’s cussing me out.
This has more than one benefit because she can’t talk over me.
“I don’t like being lied to. I’ll tell you until I’m blue in the face that I’m sorry and I fucked up.
But we’re starting clean, and I don’t appreciate you going on a date to get a jab in.
This isn’t tit for tat high school bullshit.
Because what will happen if you try this again won’t be a high school bullshit reaction.
You know what I mean?” Aisling shakes her head against my hand.
“It means I’ll fucking kill him.” Aisling gulps.
“You feel me now?” Aisling nods her head. “Good girl.”
I release my hand and sit back on my side, angling my body toward her. My poor baby doll looks like she doesn’t know which way is up from down.
She will, though.
I’ll steer her right.
“I just want it on record that it was Frankie’s idea,” Aisling speaks after a few moments.
“Throwing your girl under the bus?” I smirk, knowing she would never do that.
“No, I know I went along with it, but the date was booked before you came back into my life. She just forgot to tell me about it.”
“But you still went. You could have told him to fuck all the way off.”
“That’s rude, Hash.” Aisling glares. “Unlike you, I actually will show up when I tell someone I’m going to be there.”
“I don’t give a fuck when it was made. You should have told him no.”
“I never even talked to the guy before this!”
I shoot her a look that tells her I don’t believe a fucking word that’s coming out of her mouth.
“I didn’t!” Aisling insists. “Frankie made a dating profile for me months ago because she said I needed to get back out there. She was pretending to be me. So, no, I didn’t talk to him until tonight.”
She went on a date with a man she hadn’t even talked to? It’s bad enough she met this bitch online.
“That has to be the stupidest fucking thing you’ve ever done,” I tell her, my voice hard and reprimanding.
“I’m not stupid,” she hisses.
“I didn’t say you were stupid; I said what you did was stupid. Meeting a guy off the internet is fucking stupid. He could have raped and killed you, and no one would have known jack shit about him. You have a fucking kid to think about.”
Aisling shoots up, coming closer to me as she jabs me in the chest with her finger.
“You don’t think I know that? All I fucking do is think about that little boy in there.
” She points down the hall where his room is.
“So don’t you,” she pauses to jab me again, only this time I grab her finger and hold it in place, “tell me I don’t think about him.
This was the first date I’ve been on in a long time, so chill the fuck out. ”
“How many men have you been with since you had him?” I ask, still holding her finger.
Touching her is the only thing holding me together right now.
Her soft skin against my rough and tattered skin has always felt like home.
It’s been killing me not knowing how many others have been in her bed when I’ve had no one in mine.
It’s going to send me over the edge if she tells me there’s even been one man, but I need to know.
“Since who?” Aisling asks, confused.
I can’t tell if she’s playing dumb or actually doesn’t know what the fuck I’m asking.
“Don’t act stupid. You know exactly what I’m asking.”
“Call me stupid one more time, Lachlan, and see what happens,” she snaps.
“Maybe I will just to see what you’re going to do.” I smirk, finally releasing her finger. “Now answer my goddamn question.”
Aisling sighs as her attention returns to her dress as she plays with the hem again. I hold my breath as I wait for her answer. “None,” she says just above a whisper.
“What?” I ask, wanting to make sure I heard her right.
She clears her throat. “None. There’s been no one since you.”
Damn right there hasn’t been.
“That’s a good girl, baby doll,” I praise.
“You knew I would come back, didn’t you?
” Aisling doesn’t say anything as she looks into my eyes, her cheeks a light shade of pink.
“You had your chance to find someone else, and you didn’t.
Remember that because tonight isn’t happening again.
And if Frankie tries to pull some shit again, she and I will be having words, and trust me, you don’t want that. ”
“God, I hate you,” she says with no real meaning behind it as she stares into my eyes.
“You’ll learn to love me again soon.” I lean in, closing the distance between us as I place a kiss on her lips.
I was expecting her to push me away, but Aisling opens her mouth, inviting me in.
I take over, dominating her mouth and claiming it all in one.
My hand threads through the loose curls she put in her hair as I grasp the back of her head, holding her to me.
I nip at her bottom lip, earning a gasp that I happily swallow.
I’ve missed her little noises and the way her scent is the only thing I can smell. I thought my dreams had embellished the feeling since I was missing her so much, but they weren’t. It’s a million times better in person, having her back in my arms.
My thumb gently strokes the area on her jaw near her ear as I pull away, breaking the kiss. “I want you to go wash your makeup off, put on one of my tees I know you still have and go to sleep. I’ll be over around noon to pick you and little man up.”
“You’re leaving?” Aisling asks, looking a little sad.
“Yeah, I need to get back to the clubhouse and get filled in since I had to dip to deal with your ass,” I tell her, trying to lighten the mood.
“You didn’t need to leave for my sake.”
“Oh but I did, baby doll. I told you that you mean something to me, and this is my way of getting you to understand. Go to sleep and give little man a kiss for me,” I say as I move to stand up, taking her with me.
Aisling moves first, wrapping her arms around my midsection, pulling me in for a hug. My arms wind around her, holding her close to me as I lay a kiss on the top of her head.
Fuck, I’ve missed this woman.
“Night, baby,” I murmur.
“Goodnight. I’ll see you tomorrow,” she says against my chest.
Tomorrow is the day she finally gets to see what kind of world I come from, and I’m nervous as fuck.