Fuck no. Only thing happening here was settling her ass down.
I grabbed her, and she smashed her elbow into my stomach, fighting with everything she had to rip me off her. Fuck, fuck.
“Cora! Go easy on her, bastard. Easy. Just because I'm leaving this world doesn't mean I won't gouge your fucking eyes out if you hurt my little girl!” Jimmy fumed, throwing his fists against his sides again and again.
“Get her in the garage 'til she calms down! Gag her if you have to. Shit, use the Johnnie...” Prez motioned to the bottle, shaking his head. “Fuck you, Jimmy. This is not the way I wanted this to go down.”
“You owe me, asshole! Last time I'm gonna say it...you think this is easy?” His face creased wicked as he stared at his girl in my arms, kicking an trying her best to scream. “No! It's my choice. The only fucking one I got. I'm a dead man, but Cora...she can live. She's got a chance if you get her the fuck away from me.”
Time to leave this shitshow. I left the bottle behind after all.
Last thing this girl needed in her system right now was booze. She'd puke it up if it didn't kill her first, knowing her old man was determined to leave this planet, and leave her to us.#p#分页标题#e#
“Come on,” I whispered, using my softest voice. Still came out like a growl. I let her thrash for a few more seconds, holding her arms against my chest.
I'd keep on doing it 'til she realized her fight was hopeless, or else her arms and legs gave out. That hard-on I'd had earlier?
Fucking thing died in my pants. Even I wasn't a big enough bastard not to feel this shit stabbing me straight through the skull like a dagger.
She was losing everything. Saw herself spiraling down the drain, into a whole new world leading God only knew where. And all because the piece of shit at the table made her – and the Prez obliged his greedy ass for reasons I wasn't following.
Jimmy and the Prez kept mouthing something to each other I couldn't hear. I held her and rocked her real gentle for a few more seconds, 'til finally that fire in her belly went out.
“Good girl. We'll hang out for a little bit in the garage before we find out where we're going next, yeah?”
She didn't fight when I led her away. Hell, if anything, those blue eyes in her pretty little face reminded me of marbles, so soft and vibrant when they were brand new, and now they were getting tarnished as fuck.
I let her go once we stepped outside, giving her a little space, but never taking my eyes off her.
Couldn't wrap my head around it. Nobody this pretty should've come from that drunk's balls, and she was like a fucking ten.
Early twenties, tits so full they would've overflowed in my hand, an ass just begging to be spanked when she mouthed off. I wanted to wrap her long gold locks around my fingers, feel every fiber tense while those long legs hidden underneath her skirt hugged me.
And that wasn't stopping to think what the hell was up with the schoolteacher garb neither. Fucking shit.
My gaze followed her to her daddy's work bench, where she plopped down and smoothed her hair back, drying the tears on her cheeks with one sleeve.
“What do you do for a living, babe? You look like a real...professional.”
Hot piece of ass was what I wanted to say. But something told me a chick like this wouldn't appreciate that kinda compliment the way a club bitch would.
She looked up, her eyes narrowed. “I'll go where you want, but I don't have to answer your questions. Daddy said you wouldn't hurt me. I'm going to trust you'll keep that promise.”
My hands formed fists at my side. It was like the little minx was challenging me.
No, of fucking course I wouldn't hurt her. She'd been battered enough for the day, and no man in this club ever got away with roughing up a woman.
But they didn't ordinarily stand there with their dicks hanging out and nothing to say neither, and I took her shit without barking back, just this once.
She deserved a break, as long as she cooperated on the way home to the clubhouse, or wherever the fuck Dust wanted to take her.
“Well? Are you going to stand there or tell me where we're going? If these are daddy's dying wishes, or something, I'd kind of like to know what's in store next.” She wrinkled her nose. “What are you, anyway? My bodyguard?”
I turned my back and didn't say shit. Fuck me.
For a nervous little girl who looked like she'd just stepped straight outta 1910, she had one helluva mouth behind those plush pink lips.
I turned to her slowly, cherry picking my words. “I'm the guy who's gonna make sure your life doesn't wind up more fucked up than it already is, Cora. If the Prez says I'm your keeper, then that's the way it'll be. You're shot to shit right now because of what your old man just pulled, I get it. That's the only reason why I'm standing here like a good boy instead of marching over and stuffing a gag in your mouth.”#p#分页标题#e#