Renegade Lady (Renegade Sons MC 1)(44)

We lay there quietly for a few minutes until I feel my eyes start to get heavy. I may want to sleep, but I don’t have time right now. I shake off my sleepiness, sit up, and then crawl off the bed.  I’ve just about made it when Reese tags me and pulls me on top of him.  “Where the hell do you think you’re going?”
For a minute, I just stare at him.  Other than Kidd, Reese is the sexiest man I have ever laid eyes on.  He stands a good five inches over six feet, and his body is pure muscle.  His eyes are so dark that they’re nearly black, and his hair is the color of dark chocolate, hanging low on his back.   He’s half Polynesian and half Native American. The combination is pure beauty.
Finally, I place my hands on his cheeks and give him a soft kiss.  Reese and Timber are the only two guys that I kiss.  The others may get a quick peck every now and then, but my guys get anything they want.  Reese and Timber are definitely my guys.  “You know I got to go.  I told you before you pulled me to your room that I had to dance tonight.”
His eyes search my face, and he says the same thing that he says every time we make love.  “I wish I could make you mine.”
I close my eyes, trying to hide the pain I feel.  Being a whore isn’t so bad, but falling in love with one of the guys you service is, especially when that guy is married. I know I’m falling in love with Reese.  Shit, I’ve loved him for years.  It’s different than the love I feel for Kidd, but it’s love all the same.  
I look into his dark chocolate eyes and smile.  “I know you would, but you got to think of Pebbles.”
He squeezes me tight and smiles sadly.  “Yeah, baby.  I got to take care of my girl, but I can still wish that you were mine.”
Pebbles’ bright green eyes and sweet smile flash through my mind. She’s nearly grown now, but she’s still just a kid to her dad.  Blood or not, Pebbles is his baby girl, and he has to be there to protect her from her bitch of a mother. Soon he’ll able to cut his ties with Roxy, but until then, he’s gotta do what he’s gotta do.  
I bury my face into his neck and sigh. “We can both wish.”
We cuddle for a few minutes more before we get up and get dressed.  As soon as we step into the hallway, I hear one of the club hanger-ons screaming.  “You think you can just use me, because you’re a Renegade Son.  You need to think again. I’m not just some piece of trash, and I won’t be used.”
I look to Reese and roll my eyes.  “When are these girls ever going to learn?”
A hanger-on is nothing in the club.  Shit!  They’re less than nothing. A hanger-on is a chick that only comes in to get her rocks off every once in a while.  The members don’t hurt them, but they don’t respect them either.  For the guys, these women are nothing more than cum buckets.  
If a woman wants to be treated with respect, she has to earn it.  There are only two ways to do that; become a club girl or become and old lady.   Granted, old ladies and club whores are considered property of the club, but everyone knows that the Renegade Sons take care of what they consider their property.  
How much respect an old lady is given depends on her old man.  Most of the members treat their old ladies like they’re gold.  Roxy and Lula are the only ones that I’ve seen that aren’t respected. Believe me, those two deserve any shit that is thrown at them.  
Reese grabs my arm just before we step into the common room.  I look towards him, but he’s not looking at me. He looks almost afraid, but not for himself. What the hell? I turn to look into the common room, and see that it’s one of the girls that’s been coming around here for years, totally bitchin’ out Chipper. What the hell did he do? He doesn’t touch the bitches here; mainly, because I’m here and he doesn’t want his little girl to see that shit, or so he says.
But, I know the truth.  He hasn’t gotten over Mindy yet.  She’s been dead nearly six years, but she’s still on his mind every day.  I’m sure he uses women when he has an itch that needs to be scratched, but I figure he doesn’t scratch that itch very often.  
I pull my arm from Reese and take a step into the room just as Cary sticks her finger into Chipper’s face.  “I don’t come to this club to give blow jobs, I come to get laid.  If you knew that you couldn’t keep your dick up long enough to fuck me, you should have gone to one of the club skanks to get blown.”