Brick looked at Jagger, knowing that what he said was true, but not knowing if he could ever fully be on board with Alexis being with a bad boy—and Jagger’s sons were definitely that.
Chapter Two
Alexis and Nico, eighteen years old
High school had been like stagnant water. The smell of it was toxic, and the people moving up and down the hallways like larva that had been freshly laid on the top. But thank fuck that was over with as of five hours ago. They had walked across that stage, gotten their diplomas, and then flipped off the building that they had gone to for the last four years. It hadn’t just been he and Lucas who had graduated, but also Alexis, Tarren, and Bodhi. The graduation party being held was at The Grizzly clubhouse, and although some thought it a bit too “adult” for this purpose, it had the most space, a kitchen, pool table, and a big ass back yard that held the tent and food. Besides, the clubhouse had been used for many family gatherings and parties.
He brought his bottle of water to his mouth and took a long drink as he watched Alexis over the rim. Ever since that kiss they’d shared back at the lake two years ago they had been seeing each other. In fact, they were inseparable. But aside from some heavy groping and making out they hadn’t done anything else. It wasn’t because he didn’t want to, because fuck him he did. In fact he was sporting a semi-hard on just from looking at her in that short jean skirt and tank top that showed off her curvy body. She wasn’t thin like most of the girls they had gone to high school with, but had curves that went on for miles. She had a body on her that made him imagine gripping onto her thighs, or her wide hips, and sliding into her deep and hard. To say Alexis had an hourglass figure would have been an understatement.
“Keep looking like that, boy, and I’ll make it so you can never see again.” Brick’s voice was deep, low, and filled with fatherly warning. He pulled a chair beside Nico and sat down, but he kept his focus on Alexis. “You guys have been going out for a while now,” he stated flatly.
“Yeah. Two years, sir.” Maybe if he played the polite boyfriend card right now Brick wouldn’t bust his balls like he had been the entire time Nico had been dating his daughter.
“It’s sir now?” Brick looked over at him and cocked an eyebrow. “Come on, Nico, you know I’m not a fucking sir.” Brick glared at him for a moment and then grinned. But it wasn’t one of those “I’m just messing with you” smiles, but a “watch your fucking step, kid” one.
“I don’t want to be disrespectful, but it’s kind of hard not to look at her.” At the low growl Brick gave him Nico lifted a hand in surrender. “She’s a beautiful woman, Brick.” They might both be bear shifters, but Brick was a full-grown male, a biker in one of the meanest and toughest MCs around, and he was the Sergeant at Arms. He was bred to be a bad motherfucker that could tear a man in two. No way was Nico fucking with him over his daughter.
Brick turned and looked at Alexis once more, and Nico did the same. She was standing over by Mason, Court’s son who had graduated a year before them, and Cain, Jagger’s younger son, who was now a junior in high school. Dakota, Molly’s son with Malice from the Brothers of Menace, walked up to them and immediately started talking to her. He had graduated three years before them, and whatever he said had Alexis laughing. But it was the way the human was looking at Alexis that had Nico’s bear rising. Maybe it was nothing, but either way Nico was a territorial asshole, and Alexis was his. He didn’t care if Dakota was three years older than he was, or built like a fucking tank like his old man. Nico did not like the way he reached out and brushed a strand of hair off of Alexis’s shoulder, innocently or not.
“Easy, boy,” Brick said and placed a hand on his shoulder, stopping him as he was about to get up and kick Dakota’s ass.
“He’s putting his hands on my girlfriend.” The words came from Nico on a low, very animalistic growl.
“You go over there now and bust open Dakota’s head you’ll look like a jealous fool, and start shit on my baby’s graduation day.” Brick patted him on the back and went to stand. “Besides, Dakota is a member of this family, and not just some fucker making a move on what’s yours.” He looked down at Nico and finished off his beer. “I think you may be thinking things are there when they really aren’t.”
“You bust my balls that I’m looking at Alexis, but Dakota can put his hands on her?”
Brick stared at Nico. “And that’s what it is …breaking your balls. I trust you with my daughter, or you wouldn’t be fucking dating her. Besides, Dakota just brushed her hair away. Now, if he would have gone any further I would have personally gone over there and cracked his skull.”