Fat Louise(45)

Talking with Stud had made Cade even more pissed that Jane was ignoring his calls while he was sitting around like a pussy waiting for her to come around. Fuck that!

He began talking to a seductive blond who sidled up close to him. She was curvy, and her tits under her low cut T-shirt drew his eyes several times. When he reached for his drink, his elbow brushed against her breasts. Waiting for a signal from his dick that he was ready to party, he was disappointed when he didn’t feel a stir like he had just by looking at Jane.

Just then, his eyes were caught and held by Crazy Bitch. He could tell he had gone down in her estimation. Well, if she already thought less of him, better make it worthwhile.

Turning his back to the room, he wrapped his arms around the blond, pulling her close for a kiss, hoping his dick would stand up and take notice.

Cade had thought when he fucked Jane he would get her out of his system; instead, he was even worse off than before. He had always been able to fuck women out of his mind. He couldn’t remember ever being with a woman more than a couple of times. As soon as he discovered what they were like in bed, his interest would wane. Then he would be on top of another woman, discovering the delights of a new pussy. Maybe he just needed to fuck her a couple more times, and then the attraction she held for him would disappear.

Sometime later, the blonde’s eyes widened as she stared over his shoulder. Cade casually turned his head, coming face-to-face with an angry Sex Piston while Jane stood behind her, trying to tug her away.

“You never learn, do you, Demie?” Sex Piston snarled at the woman who was turning a sickly shade of green.

There was no way to miss the hurt look in Jane’s eyes. He felt a small clench in his chest.

“I haven’t touched Stud, and Cade doesn’t belong to you.”

“No, he doesn’t, but he does to Fat Louise.”

“No, he doesn’t. Let’s go, Sex Piston.” Jane tried to pull her friend away.

Sex Piston jerked her arm away from Jane, and then Cade heard Demie’s running footsteps behind his back.

“Didn’t take you long to start sniffing after the club whores,” Sex Piston snapped.

“Maybe, if Fat Louise answered her phone, I wouldn’t have.”

While Jane flinched when he called her by her nickname, Cade thought for a second that Sex Piston was going to hit him. Surprisingly, Jane moved to stand in front of Sex Piston, blocking her.

“Stop it,” she told her furious friend before turning to Cade. “I left my phone in your room this morning. When you find it, give it to Stud for me.”

“Jane…” Cade’s anger evaporated, and he reached out to touch her.

“Let me save you the trouble, Cade. We fucked, and now you want something new. No hard feelings.” She turned to a seething Sex Piston. “I’m ready to go home.”

Cade watched the group of women leave the club. Demie came sidling back as soon as they left. As her hands curled around his waist, Cade tried to convince himself it was better he hadn’t become more involved with Jane. After a good night’s sleep, he would take off on his bike and leave Jamestown and Jane behind him.



Chapter 20





Cade walked into the clubroom to make himself a cup of coffee. Usually deserted at this time of morning, the room was filled with the brothers eating from take-out bags Stud was placing on the bar counter.

Cade nabbed himself a cup of coffee as he took a seat on one of the stools next to Stud. “What has everyone up so early?” he asked, taking the lid off the coffee that had nearly burned the skin off his tongue.

“My brother Calder gets out of prison today,” Stud answered, reaching for his own coffee then taking a seat next to him. “It’s been awhile since we’ve seen him. He did three months in rehab then had to do some time in prison for breaking his parole. The brothers and I are going to be his welcoming committee.”

“That and make sure he doesn’t get himself back in prison before the day’s out,” Rock said as he took one of the take-out bags and then left the two men alone after the hard stare Stud gave him.

“You look like shit.”

Cade shrugged. “Late night.”

“I saw the empty bottle of Tequila when you went to your room with Gina. Between you and the bitches, I can’t keep enough Tequila in stock.” Stud studied him out of the corner of his eye.

Cade changed the subject, not wanting to give him any information he could give his wife. He had never been one to confide and didn’t see the need to now, especially when he would come out looking like a dumbass to the woman he wasn’t getting over as easily as he had thought he would.