“Yeah, you are. From this moment on, you are mine and mine only. Don’t fuckin’ fight me on this, or you’ll be done with the Renegade Sons. Do you get what I’m saying?” I growl out, letting her hear my anger. I would never hurt her, but she doesn’t need to know that.
She swallows nervously. “What am I supposed to do now?”
“Just sit around and look pretty, but you’re going to lay off the booze from now on,” I say, pasting a fake ass smile on my face. “I’ve decided it’s time that I claim you, and I don’t want an old lady that’s plastered all the fucking time.”
“Hell no! I’ll never be your old lady. I’ll never be anyone’s old lady. We tried that once, and it only worked until you busted your nut. Plus, I don’t even fucking like you,” she shouts, her words slurred.
I hate to hear her say shit like that. It’s hard to believe that after all this time, she still thinks I just used her for her pussy. “Don’t have to fuckin’ like me, baby girl, just gotta be there for me and only me. You step out, you’re done.”
I’m not sure why I added those last words. I know Jenna, and she would never fuck around on her old man. Club girl or not, she’s loyal to the bone. The only thing is making sure that she accepts me as her old man.
Jenna keeps shouting, but I ignore her and look around the room. “Listen up, boys. Ice is mine. You touch her, you deal with me.”
I spot Preach lounging on the couch with one of the club whores grinding on his lap. I point towards him. “You, take Ice to her room. She’s to stay there until I say different.”
I start to walk away, but turn back to Preach. “Do what you have to do to keep her in her room, but don’t hurt her. She’s my old lady now, so make sure you show her the respect she deserves.”
As soon as the words leave my mouth, I hear Jenna screech at the top of her lungs. I can’t help but chuckle. She’s gonna take me on one hell of a ride, but making her mine is going to be worth it.
Jenna
I watch Kidd walk away and have to fight the urge to wiggle in my seat. Even through my alcohol induced haze, he’s the sexiest man I’ve ever seen. His hair is the color of melted butterscotch and his eyes remind me of a cloudless sky. His face isn’t what most women would consider classically handsome; it's too rugged, and too harsh. He always sports a five o’clock shadow, and I've often thought back to what it felt like against my skin.
His body, well I don't think a person could find the right words to do it justice. He's temptation walking around in a pair of faded Levi's. He's not as big as some of the other brothers, barely reaching six foot and probably weighing around 200 pounds, but he carries himself in a way that makes him appear to be the biggest and baddest of them all. Kidd is one of those men that makes you wet just by looking at him. Too bad he's such a self- righteous prick.
He is such a damn tool. We haven’t talked in nearly six years, and now he says I’m going to be his old lady. What the fuck is he thinking? Me as his old lady? No damn way. Been there, done that, and not going there again. If he thinks he can just walk in here and tell me what to do, he’s got another thing coming. I’m not going to be his old lady. I’ll never be anyone’s old lady. I’m not going down that path again, especially not with Kidd.
Chipper keeps telling me to get over my issues with Kidd, but I can’t forget everything that happened between us. I opened myself up to him, only to get ground under his boot heel. I don’t care what he’s saying now, he doesn’t really want me. He didn’t want me six years ago, and nothing has changed.
“Another,” I shout to Rum, the prospect manning the bar.
Rum shakes his head. “I can’t give you anymore, Ice. You heard the Pres. Preach has got to take you to your room.”
“I’m not going any fucking where!” I shout, banging my empty glass onto the bar.
“You got to do what Kidd says, and so do I. I have no choice but to take you to your room and you know it, so make this easy on both of us and don’t fight me,” Preach says as he walks towards me.
I shoot him a glare. “If you ever want to get your dick sucked again, you better not touch me. You know my girls listen to me. I’ll tell every single one of them to cut your ass off.”