Malice's Possession(48)

“Up until you met her you were all about the club whores.”

He looked at Rock. “Yeah, and? You fuck these club girls after saying one syllable to them. Is it so hard to believe that I might want a woman for myself?”

“Sex doesn’t equal love.”

He turned on Rock and felt that familiar warmth of anger start to rise. He might not be in love with her yet, but fucking hell, he cared about that girl so damn much it consumed every part of him. If this was how he felt after only knowing her for such a short time, he didn’t doubt he could love her so fucking hard it hurt.

Rock tilted his head toward the front door of the clubhouse. “If I asked you to come with me and pick out a fine looking honey to screw, would you go for it?”

Instantly Malice grew disgusted, because thinking about any other woman, about what they tasted like, smelled liked, and felt like under his mouth, tongue and hands turned him off faster than a cold shower.

“That’s what I thought.” Rock went to move past him, but smacked him on the back and said, “You want her, and if she wants you then go fucking take what’s yours.” And with that Rock moved away from them and into the clubhouse.

“He better not get shitfaced because he’s taking this load over there tonight.” Tuck grinned and moved over to him. He placed a hand on his shoulder, and the smell of the pot they just smoked, and whatever whiskey Tuck had been drinking on filled his nose. “I wasn’t trying to bust your balls or start shit. I can tell you want this woman, and I’m glad you’ve found someone that draws you in like she does. You were with Molly for a long time, and I know sometimes it’s hard to move on.”

“No, I’ve moved on from Molly, as in when she told me it was over with. I was just too pigheaded and controlling to just let things end with the mother of my son. There weren’t any real emotions between us for a long time before things ended.”

“I know, but after that you were a cranky and foul bastard.”

Malice chuckled, and then so did Tuck. “You going to the barn fight tonight?”

Tuck shook his head. “Kink’s going.” Tuck gave him a look that said Kink needed to blow off even more steam. The Brothers of Menace helped The Grizzly MC, a grizzly bear shifting MC that lived in Steel Corner, by fighting at the barn The Grizzlies ran. The underground bareknuckle fights brought in a little extra income to the club, but also allowed them to blow off some much needed steam.

They gave each other a half hug, and then Tuck turned away and headed toward the clubhouse. He stopped right before he entered and turned to look at him.

“You wanna throw back some drinks?”

Malice shook his head. “Nah. I’m heading out for the night.” The look Tuck gave him told Malice that he knew he was going to see Adrianna. Tuck grinned and turned and headed inside. Malice stood there for a moment, thinking about all of the things Rock and Tuck had said and everything he had thought about and felt since he had met Adrianna. He was going to have her because there was no way he could stay away now. But she wanted him, too, and that was a pretty powerful fucking feeling. His cell vibrated in his pocket and he reached in and got it out. The screen flashed MOLLY. It wasn’t who had been consuming his mind lately.

“Hey, what’s up?” He held the cell to his ear and grabbed his keys for his bike and started moving toward the Harley.

“I’m going to have to cancel you getting Dakota tomorrow. He’s got some kind of bug. He’s been throwing up, as a little fever, and is as crabby as you are on most days.” There was clear weariness in her voice.

“He’s okay though? He doesn’t need to see a doctor?” He was worried, but seeing as Molly was a nurse and trained in shit like this, Malice didn’t freak out too badly.

“He’s fine. There is some kind of crap going around the playground in town, and I am sure that is where he picked it up at.”

“You want me to come over and see him? I can bring some soup over.”

“You made soup?” Molly started chuckling, and Malice grunted.

“Fuck no, I didn’t make soup, but Tatum made some chicken and rice this afternoon.”

“No, but thank you. He can’t keep much down and has been sleeping most of the day. He was disappointed in not seeing you, but I think it is best. You’d end up getting it, and then everyone would have to hear you bitch and moan.” Molly started laughing again, and Malice could hear Stinger saying something in the background.

“Okay, but I’ll call tomorrow and see how he is doing.” There was a second of this weird silence, and Malice sighed. “What, Molly?”