Intricate Love (Sinful Souls MC #2)(31)

Pulling away from Alaina, I dodge the crowd; trying to get as far away from Blake or any of them as quickly as possible. I know leaving Alaina in the crowd is a shitty thing to do; but I know that as long as Zane is around, she is safe. I push open the exit doors and power walk to my car, beeping it open. I quickly get in and make my way back to the apartment.

Once I am safe in the confort of my little home, I kick my shoes off and strip out of these ridiculous clothes, noticing that they are a little tight around my stomach area. I walk into my room, getting under my covers as I drift off to sleep, wishing that things were different.





Blake

I drink my drink, watching Brittney work her magic on the pole when I get a text from Hunter.

Hunter: Yo, you and Zane might wanna get down here ASAP. The girls are looking a bit out of control brother, fucking trouble, both of them.



I narrow my eyes at my phone, squeezing it in my hand. I sit there for a few seconds, clenching my jaw together in frustration. “Fuck.” I get up off my chair, knowing that I won’t sleep tonight if I don’t know that she is safe. I walk up to Zane’s office and see him deep in thought, smoking a cigarette.

“You been smoking a lot since a certain blonde kiwi came into your life,” I say as I cross my arms in front of me, leaning on the doorframe. He looks up to me as he’s blowing out smoke. “Tell me about it. Everything good?” he asks. I shake my head.

“I got a text from Hunter; the girls are up to no good.”

He pushes his seat back, putting his smoke out. “Let’s go.”



Walking into the club, I almost spot both of them instantly; with Alaina’s white hair, she’s hard to miss. I point over to them, and both Zane and I sit back and just watch them. I laugh and look over to him, “They have no fucking idea.” I notice that Zane isn’t responding to me, so I look closer, and see that his mouth is set in a hard line. “Brother, she is just hurting, let her vent. If anything happens, we will step in.”

I feel Ade push up next to me. “Where the fuck did you come from?” I ask. He shrugs, “Hunter text me what was happening too. You know, to check on Alaina.”

Zane turns his head towards Ade, “I fucking told you, stay away from her, Ade. I fucking mean it.” Ade throws his hands up.

“Brother, I am not interested in her like that. She is hot as fuck, don’t get me wrong, but I love her like a sister. That’s all.”

I laugh while ordering our drinks. Ade has a huge soft spot for Alaina, and it has caused major havoc in the Zane and Alaina bubble. Drinking my drink, I feel someone sit down beside me. I look over to see a sexy as fuck woman, with jet-black hair pulled up into a high ponytail. Any other day I would be riding her home. “Hey,” she says, looking at me with drunken eyes. “Hey.” I respond, with no interest in her at all.

“You usually come here?” She asks, pulling her drink to her lips and licking the salt off the rim. I look at her with a bored expression. “Nope, first time.” I turn around, resting my shoulders on the bar. She comes over and puts her hand on my chest.

“Wanna get out of here?” Typical uptight bitches. They all want the bad boy biker experience, only to run for the hills when shit gets real. “Nah, I’m good.” I reply bluntly, as I push off the bar and make my way back to Zane and Ade. I look back to Alaina and Vicky, and see Vicky booty hopping all over the place, making my dick hard instantly. “Fuck,” I mumble under my breath, as I re adjust myself. She turns her head, laughing; but when her eyes find mine, her smile drops instantly. I push my way through the crowd, eager to get to her. I push through everyone, but I can’t find her. I turn my head just in time to see Zane rip Alaina out of the hands of some douche bag in the middle of the dance floor. “Oh shit.”

I launch myself back in that direction, ready to fuck some shit up. Ade and I stand there for a little while, letting Zane do what he needs to do, before pulling him off. He throws Alaina over his shoulder and walks out, with Ade and me following closely behind. On our way out, I text Vicky. I need to see her, it’s as though she has my cock on a leash.



Vicky

When I wake, it is still dark outside. I get up to get a head start on my day, because I know I need to visit the doctor and see exactly what is going on; then I will tell Alaina. I get my phone off the nightstand and see I have a text; my heart almost leaps out of my chest when I see it’s from Blake.

Blake: I know you hate me, but did you get home Ok?

Blake: Dammit, Vicky, Stop being so fucking stubborn and just answer me.

I throw my phone onto the bed in frustration. How can a man make you hate him, but love him at the same time? Gasping, I throw my hands up to my mouth. “I fucking love him, don’t I?” Well if this is love, then the fairy tales lied; and I’m about to sue Disney for giving me false hope in men. Pouring my morning coffee, I stop mid pour, realising that I can’t even drink coffee. “Fuck my life,” I mutter as I tip it out, making a hot cocoa instead. I need that Milo shit that Alaina used to go on about; maybe a trip to New Zealand could be on my bucket list. Thinking about telling Blake that I am pregnant makes me sick; he is going to hate me. Pulling my pants on and zipping up my hoodie, I call my doctor; and lucky for me, he can see me in half an hour.