Intricate Love (Sinful Souls MC #2)(3)
“He needs us to watch over his daughter, so we need an easy transition into her life.” I scratch my chin, deep in thought, and I already know what he wants me to do. “You want me to get with her?”
“Did I say that? No. I want you with her best-friend Vicky; slide us into her life smoothly,” he says with his mouth set in a hard line.
“You mean to tell me you're pimping me out?” I ask him, as I take another hit of the best green I have ever had.
“No, the girl is fucking hot. It’s not going to be that bad, I’ve seen you with worse,” he says while smirking. I know he’s implying Brittany, the girl is just a good time.
“You’re very funny, Fuckface. What's the plan?”
After we go over a plan that is about to set me up for a future crazy ex-girlfriend no doubt, I agree. “Do you have any photos or her?” I ask.
“She’s going to be at her parent’s beach house in Coronado during the summer, we have to head down to set it all up.” Great, a future crazy, spoilt ex-girlfriend. I groan into my hands, “Why me bro, fuck.”
He laughs. “Because it'll put your mouth to work. Here are her pictures.”
Snatching them out of his hands, I look down and see a tall leggy brunette; she looks fucking hard to get, and uptight. Fucking perfect, I say to myself sarcastically. “Fine, let’s get this shit rolling then.”
Three weeks later
We pull up to the hotel that we are all staying at and I look over to Zane.
“This is messed up and you know it.”
He laughs while throwing his helmet onto his bike. “Oh, I know it.”
We sign in and make our way to our rooms, nothing special but they will do.
“She’s making her way towards a bar down town, let’s go,” Zane murmurs as he is hanging up his phone. Here we go, the bitch is going to be stuck up as hell and worth way more trouble than any pussy is worth.
Pulling into the bar and making our way in, we get seated and ready for the most pathetic performance I am ever going to have to give. I do not date girls, I have never done the girlfriend thing, and I am never going to be interested in doing the girlfriend thing. Girls are too much trouble, just do the deed and be gone. I order a beer while we wait.
“At least she's hot bra, pucker up those lips,” Ade says, laughing between drinks. I narrow my eyes at him. “Fuck up Ade, you just wait.”
It is not long before we see her walking into the bar, she looks way fucking hotter in real life than in those pictures. Those damn legs, they go on forever, and her long brunette hair with that tight little body? She has my dick twitching in my pants.
“Holy fuck,” Harvey whispers as they walk past, “Oh come on, I could have done it Z and I would have appreciated that pussy too!” We all burst out laughing, typical fucking Harvey.
I look over at Ade and notice he has not said anything since they walked in. That is just not like Ade, to not say anything. I find his eyes glued on the hottie standing with Vicky. I bring my bottle back to my lips and laugh while looking at him; he notices and swings his head around to me, playing with a toothpick in his mouth. “What?” he snaps.
“Oh nothing brother, you might want to wipe that bit of drool off your chin though.” I take a swipe at his chin before he slaps my hand away with a smirk.
“Got jokes huh? You just go make a girl crazy.”
I am still smirking when I look up to examine her, waiting for my opportunity and counting her drinks in the process. The girl can put them away.
They begin to make their way to the dance floor, in the prime state for any rapist or modern day creep to walk up and take advantage of their situation. I see Vicky turn around, dancing her sexy as fuck body around in the air. Her eyes meet mine, and she holds my stare for what feels like hours before smiling and looking away. That is my cue. So I take another drink of my beer and start making my way over to her.
Three’s a crowd
Vicky
Sitting down at the table, I look over to Kalie and see her glancing every two seconds to one of the guys at the table, who is absolutely covered in tattoos and has a ring in his nose. Shit, he is really hot. The way she’s eye fucking right now, I know she has called dibs on him.
You snooze, you lose. Blake does the introductions and I actually cannot believe how good looking these men are. “Are you guys serious?” I ask, “I don't even see as many good looking guys in one whole day, as I have sitting here right in front of me.” They laugh while Zane, I think his name is, pulls out a chair for me.
“Thanks darling, take a seat.” There’s no foreplay needed with this bunch, and I think quietly to myself that I would totally have a go at taking them all in one sitting. Don't judge me. I point over to my very drunk friend, “This is Kalie.” They all tilt their heads to her; in that way guys usually do to greet each other. I notice the hottie in the corner still has not taken his eyes off her; he’s smirking around the toothpick in his mouth. Good luck with this one, friend.