I wrap my arms around him and whisper, “I’m fine, baby.”
He pulls back and looks at me. I know the instant he sees the bruises on my face, because his whole body locks up. “What did that mother fucker do to you?”
I place my hands on his face and do my best to calm him. “He just hit me a few times, that’s all. I swear he didn’t really hurt me. I’ve been through worse.”
I know I’ve said the wrong thing, when his face turns to stone. “I don’t give a fuck what’s happened to you before. You’re my old lady, and I’m supposed to keep you safe.”
“You did. You sent Chipper to me.”
He frowns. “No, I just sent him over there to check shit out. Thought we might need to do some cleanup. I looked everywhere for you, but I never even thought about the warehouse. Hell, I was fixing to ride to Mateland. I would have left you here all alone.”
I pull him back to me, needing to have him close. “I was never alone. You were with me the whole time. No matter what Timmons said, I knew you would find me. I knew you would never stop looking.”
He leans down and places his forehead on mine. “I was so scared. Never in my life had I felt anything like it before.”
I’m about to tell him how much I love him when a nurse walks in. “Are you ready to go home, Ms. Chandler?”
I pull back and smile at her. “Hell yeah.”
About an hour later, after tons of fuckin’ paperwork, Kidd pulls his bike in front of an abandoned building not far from the club house. “What do you think?”
I slide off the bike and smile at him. “I’m thinking this is not home, so I have no idea why you brought me here.”
He climbs off and grabs my hand, pulling me to the building. He pulls some keys out of his pocket and opens the door. When we walk in, I see that it was once some kind of restaurant. “What is this place, and what the hell are we doing here?”
“How about this place for the new restaurant you wanted to open?” Kidd asks as we walk through the space.
“A restaurant?” I ask, confused.
He continues to pull me across the room and through another door. This one opens up to a huge empty space. “This here could be for the Spa you want.”
He continues to motion around the room. “You could have a few girls doing hair here. Back there, you could have few more doing all that other shit you said that just blew out my other ear,” he says on a grin.
“I don’t understand.”
He pulls me into his arms, a huge smile covering his face. “When I went to the Lords today, Miller asked me if I knew anyone that would take this place off his hands. His brother died a few years ago, and he inherited it. The place has been empty for a long time, but it’s still solid. I thought it could work for what you need, and the price was right, so I bought it for you.”
“It’s mine?” I ask, surprised as hell.
He gives me a squeeze. “I bought it with club money, so it’s the club’s, but it’s yours to do whatever the fuck you want with it. I planned to tell you about it later. After what happened today, I figured you could use some good news.”
I feel tears come to my eyes, and I pull back and punch him in the stomach. “What the fuck did I tell you about being sweet? I can’t handle that shit.”
He chuckles. “I love you, baby girl.”
I move back to him and wrap my arms around him. “I love you too, Kidd.”
CHAPTERTwenty-Seven
Jenna
I turn my head and look at the picture Daisy just hung. “I think it’s straight.”
“Good,” she says, climbing down from the step ladder. “Just a few more, and we’re done.”
Tomorrow, we open the restaurant. Well, hopefully we do. First, we have to pass the final health inspection. “Yeah, we’re almost ready.”
Daisy and I have worked our asses off over the last month, trying to get this place ready. I decided to make her my assistant manager. Being pregnant, she won’t be able to work The Kitty Kat much longer. To be honest, I don’t think she ever really belonged there. Stripping just isn’t her thing. She’s one of those women that needs a house with a white picket fence and a man that treats her like a queen. She’s just too sweet for the kind of lifestyle we live.#p#分页标题#e#