3. Chapter Three
CHAPTER THREE
ORA
I skip my Sunday biker-watching. Now that I know War is the club’s VP, I have no intention of hanging around near them. It’s not like I was ever going to approach my father anyway, so maybe it’s a good thing if I stop seeing him. He didn’t want me then, and I doubt he’s going to want me now.
Monday comes around, and I’m back at work.
“You sleep with one of them, and suddenly, they are all hanging around,” Lu mutters, tilting her head to look into the parking lot. “Two bikes just pulled in. Oh, wait. It’s the hot twins. Do you think they share more than just a womb?”
My best friend has no shame.
Covering my mouth, I’m still laughing when they step inside. “Fuck, the hotties just keep multiplying,” one of them says, winking at Lu.
“It’s me who’s seeing double,” she purrs, giving them both a slow once-over.
They both flash us identical grins at the same time.
Fuck me, they are sexy.
“Did you like what I picked out for you the other day?” I ask, grinning at them. I can’t help it—they have a flirty and friendly energy I enjoy being around.
“Hell yes. I’m probably going to get a gut now because I’m going to be in here every chance I get,” the other twin comments, lifting his shirt and showing off a six-pack that is so toned I doubt it’s going to go anywhere.
“I don’t know about that, Bones?” I guess, pointing at him.
He nods, surprise flickering in his blue eyes. “How did you know? My mother gets that wrong sometimes.”
“Just a guess.”
“Bones?” Lu smirks. “And what’s your name then, handsome?”
“Skull,” his brother replies with a chin lift, walking toward the cakes that are on display. “I think I want one of everything.”
Skull seems quieter and more laid back than Bones, who is full of energy and mischief.
“Two of everything,” Bones corrects, then frowns. “If we take it back to the clubhouse, everyone’s gonna want some, though. Maybe we should get more.”
Lu looks over at me, amusement dancing in her eyes. “Looks like they are going to keep us in business, Ora."
“Aura?” Bones replies, gesturing his hand in a circle in the air. “Like the energy field? Is your mom a hippy?”
I laugh, resting against the counter. “No, like short for Orabella.”
“I like it.” He nods, tilting his head to the side and studying me. “I can see why he’s so infatuated with you.”
Wait! What?
Skull’s phone rings, and he winces before answering. “Yeah?” He shares a look with Bones. “We’re just picking up something to eat. We’ll be back in fifteen…” He pauses. “You said she’s off-limits, not that we can’t go and eat cupcakes and shit.” He sighs and tucks the phone back in his pocket.
I want to ask if that was War, but I refrain, knowing it’s not really my business.
Lu doesn’t have the same problem. “What was that about? Did War tell you that Ora is off-limits?”
Skull rubs the back of his neck. “Something like that.”
Lu comes over to me and lifts my hand. “Wow, I don’t see a ring on this finger. Do you, Ora?”
Smirking, I shake my head. “I guess that means she’s single and doesn’t belong to a man who has a fucking girlfriend.”
Bones laughs, his shoulders shaking. “War does not have a girlfriend.”
“He literally came in here with a blonde wrapped around him,” I remind them, narrowing my eyes.
Bones shrugs like it’s of no consequence. “Daisy is a club girl.”
Lu and I share an unimpressed look.
“So she’s a casual fuck he hangs out with out of the bedroom as well?” Lu summarizes, wrinkling her nose. “They literally came in here looking like a couple on a date.”
“Would you prefer he didn’t treat her nicely?” Bones asks, looking amused.
“No, but I’m sure you can understand why we thought he was taken,” she replies, pursing her lips.
“And now I’ve cleared that up for you,” he replies, winking at her.
“Yes, now we know he sleeps around with the club girls, treats them like his girlfriend, but never commits,” she says flippantly, shrugging. “Good to know. Don’t think he will be getting the best friend tick of approval at this stage.”
“He’s single,” Skull points out, crossing his arms over his big chest.
“And so am I,” I reply, lifting my chin. I can do what I want, and they don’t get to control that.
Twin sets of eyes sparkle with mirth.
“Our lives were so much simpler before you guys walked through our doors.” Lu sighs, picking up her phone and checking it.
“But much more boring,” Skulls adds, and I don’t miss him checking out Lu from head to toe. “How about you? Are you single?”
“Would it matter?” she replies in a dry tone, putting her phone back down.
“Probably not,” the two of them reply in sync.
Lu smirks, glancing between the two. “Enough small talk. Are your dicks the same size?”
“Lu!” I groan, scrubbing my hands down my face.
“Don’t worry, the words small and my dick don’t belong in the same sentence,” Skull mutters.
Bones makes a hum of agreement, then nods toward the staff room. “Take us back there, and we’ll show you.”
The sound of a motorcycle pulling in has their twin smiles disappearing. We’re all staring at the door when War storms in, looking like he’s on a warpath. Maybe that’s how he got his name.
“ What the fuck did I tell you both?” War barks in a lethal tone I never want to hear used on me.
“You said we couldn’t taste her pussy, not her cakes,” Bones replies, heading toward the counter and placing some money down. “Please, give me everything this gets me before he kicks me out.”
I ignore War and the pussy comment.
“How are you going to take it on the bike?” I ask, frowning.
“I can slide them into my saddlebag. It worked perfectly last time,” Bones explains, wincing. “Mostly, anyway. One of the cupcakes didn’t fare so well, but it still tasted amazing.”
The trays we use have individual holders for each item, which probably helps. Lu rings up the order while War comes over to me, pulling me around the counter until I’m standing in front of him.
“They making you feel uncomfortable?” he asks quietly so only I can hear.
I shake my head. “No, not at all. But thank you for checking.”
He reaches out and tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear. He then notices my phone in my pocket and slides it out, holding it to me. “Unlock it. I’m going to put my number in, and if you ever have a problem, you call me. I’ll be here. If I can’t be here, I’ll send one of my men.”
“What makes you think if I have a problem, you’d be the first person I call?” I ask him, arching my brow.
“Ora…”
“War…” I reply, glaring up at him.
“Damn, the sexual tension is thick,” I hear Lu comment, and the twins laugh.
He nods to my phone, and with a sigh, I unlock it. I can have his number and not use it.
He calls his phone before handing it back to me, so he has my number as well.
“You want something to eat while you’re here?” I ask, and his dark eyes soften.
“Those cinnamon rolls were pretty fucking good,” he admits, his lip twitching. Lu packs him up a few, and then they all head out.
War stops before he disappears, hesitating, almost like he wants to say something.
But then he shakes his head and keeps walking.