“Nice place you got here,” he said. He wasn’t drunk at all, but he found Kate stopped hassling him all the time if she thought he was. Nash thought it was funny to play the drunk rather than to be the actual drunk.
She flicked the light on and told him to shush. “My sister is home. Fat bitch never goes out. I bet she’s eating ice cream and watching a movie wishing it was her.”
Nash chuckled, not really seeing the humor. He’d not met Kate’s sister. In his mind he pictured a fat version of Kate.
Sitting down on the sofa, he watched Kate bend down, looking for something. “Are you all right here? I’ve got to go and check some things out?” she asked.
“Yeah, I’m good here.”
When she was out of sight, he put down the bottle of scotch Kate had carried and eased back against the sofa. The springs dug into his back. He doubted Kate earned enough to keep this place in good working order. If it wasn’t for her talented mouth and hot pu**y he wouldn’t be interested in her.
“Kate? Is that you? I thought you said you were staying out tonight?” A feminine voice invaded his thoughts. Nash was shocked by the instant heat that flooded his groin. No woman had left him feeling like that. Getting up from his sofa he turned to see who it was.
The woman looked at him and frowned.
“I take it you’re Sophia, Kate’s sister,” he said. She looked nothing like Kate. Her hair was tied on top of her head. The dark, midnight black curls contrasted with her pale skin. Her flesh was flawless, not a mark on her. She had a cute nose and the sweetest eyes he’d ever seen.
She didn’t wear an ounce of makeup, and she was currently wearing a pair of pajamas with chocolate chip cookies on them. The night clothes couldn’t hide her fuller curves either. Her tits were large, and he wanted to see if she had red ni**les or brown. Did she wax, or was she neatly trimmed?
All the wicked thoughts were going to his cock, making him want her.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know who you are,” she said, shaking his hand and pulling back. Sophia didn’t linger on him or make any innuendos. He watched as she walked to the kitchen and filled the kettle.
“I’m Nash. I’m part of The Skulls.”
“Is Nash your real name?” she asked, turning toward him. He couldn’t hear Kate, and he didn’t care. All need to be inside Kate disappeared. Moving toward the kitchen counter he took a seat.
“No, it’s Edward. Edward Myers.”
“It’s lovely to meet you. Kate’s told me a lot about you.”
“I hope it’s all good stuff.” Nash folded his arms, wanting to impress her somehow.
Her eyes didn’t move down his body. She stayed focused with looking at him.
“Yeah, she’s very happy to have met you and been with you.” Her cheeks turned a dark red, and she finished making a drink. “Do you want a drink?”
“I’d love one.” Not one woman had ever offered him a drink before. It was strange, but Kate offered to f**k and suck his dick before she handed him a drink.
This was the newest experience to him, and it was odd.
The blush coating her cheeks drew him in as well. What was she embarrassed about?
“I see you’ve seen my chunky sister,” Kate said, sitting beside him. Her hand wandered up the inside of his leg. He swatted her hand away and shot her a glare.
Anger at her calling Sophia names shot through him. With Sophia’s back to him, he wrapped his fingers around Kate’s throat. “Don’t ever call her that again.” He leaned in close pretending to kiss her. “Or I’ll f**king end you and make sure no one can identify the body.”
Pulling out of the memory, Nash coughed, wishing someone would just shoot him. The pain was too intense for him to handle, and he was finding it harder and harder to fight.
****
“You f**king promised me these boys would keep in line,” Snitch said, slamming his fist on the table. He was camped in the warehouse waiting for the perfect opportunity to do what he’d come back to Fort Wills to do, and now his men were telling him the group of criminals they’d hired might have f**ked it up. He was pissed, beyond pissed. He was f**king furious. “What exactly did Lash do?” It was taking every ounce of strength not to hurt one of his men.
“He caught the men trying to rape Sophia. They were in broad daylight—”
Snitch lost his temper, grabbing Scars around the neck and slamming him against the nearest wall. “I didn’t give f**king permission for them to tease a woman, especially a woman so close to the f**king Skulls. We’re waiting for the right time. Lash starts looking at those bastards, Tiny will know about me. We’re doing this low key.”
“It’s just a bitch.”
Snitch slammed his fist into Scars’s stomach. “Nash is the weakest link. He’s being taken out of the problem with the club. They’ve got him alone with his woman. He’s vulnerable, and if he so much as starts thinking about shit, then we’re done. You better pray that doesn’t happen. Tiny never forgot about me. He acts like he does, but we’ve got a lot of history he wouldn’t want his boys to know.” Releasing his man, Snitch took a step back. “Call your men. You warn them that if they act without orders again, I will cut their balls off and feed their dicks to them.”
Walking away, Snitch went outside breathing in the fresh air. Everything was so close. He wasn’t going to let some common f**king thugs ruin everything he’d fought so hard to get.
The time for his revenge was close. Tiny was going down. Waiting was not the problem when he saw an end in sight.
Chapter Five
Sophia tapped her fingers on her thigh wishing for the day to be over. Her back was hurting from being slammed against the metal railings by Gill. Part of her wished she could go back and gouge the bastard’s eyes out. Her nails sank into the denim of her jeans. She wanted to feel the pain to stop thinking about what the bastard could have done with her.
“You’ve surprised me,” Zero said.
Turning toward him, she waited for him to elaborate. She’d never been alone with this Skull. Lash and Nash were the only Skulls she’d been alone with. He didn’t make any move to say anything else.
“What do you mean?” she asked, needing to be distracted.
“I was there when those men had you trapped against the metal fence. A lot of women would have broken down by now. Not you. You’re going strong.” Zero nodded his head. “I respect that.”