As soon as Reese and I step into my room, I reach for the bottom of my shirt and pull it over my head. I look back and see him standing in the doorway, looking sad. “What’s wrong, baby?”
“I can’t fuck you tonight, Jenna.”
His words feel like a direct hit to the gut. Not that I care if I get fucked or not, but I hate knowing that he’s already accepting Kidd’s claim on me. Timber would’ve never given up so easily. “Why not?” I ask, even though I already know the answer.
“My Wahine,” he says gently, speaking in Polynesian, “you know as well as I do that Kidd has laid a claim. As far as the club is concerned, you’re his old lady. Whether you’ve accepted him or not doesn’t matter. If I fucked you, it’d be a betrayal to the brotherhood.”
“Your Wahine, I don’t think so. Roxy is your woman. She’s your wahine. I’m not your woman. I never have been, and now I never will be.”
Anger flashes in his eyes. “Don’t do that shit, Jenna. If you keep on talking your shit, you’ll have me going after Kidd. Do you want that?”
I look into his eyes and shake my head. I know if I push it, he’ll do anything I want, but I won’t be the reason that Reese gets hurt, and he’d be more than hurt if he fucked another brother’s old lady. “Can you just hold me then? I really need someone to just hold me right now.”
He shoots me a sad smile. “I can do that.”
I pull off the rest of my clothes and crawl into my bed. As soon as I get settled in, I feel him lay down beside me. He immediately pulls me into his arms. “If Kidd wants you, you’re gonna have to accept it. If not, you won’t have a place here anymore.”
“I know, but I don’t want to talk about it anymore right now. I just want to go to sleep,” I say as I close my eyes.
“You know I love you, Jenna.”
“I love you too, Reese.”
He arms grow tighter around my waist. “I know you do, but not the way I want you to.”
I don’t respond, because he’s right. I love him with my entire soul, but I don’t love him the way he loves me. To me, he’s more a friend than a lover. Sure, we have great sex, but the sex isn’t what holds us together. It’s the fact that I know he would lay his life down for mine without any hesitation. I hope he knows that I’d do the same for him.
As much as I love Reese, he’s not what I need right now. He’s just too easy going. Who I need is Timber. He’d kick me in ass and tell me to stand up for myself. He wouldn’t just say to go with the flow. Timber would back my decision, no matter what it was. He’d put me on the back of his bike, and we’d ride away from this shit.
I haven’t seen him in over two years, not since he went inside. I want to visit him in prison, but he doesn’t want me there. He says that he doesn’t want me to see him behind bars, especially when it’s a place he shouldn’t have to be in the first place. Just because he’s a biker and the bastard he cut is a doctor, Timber got screwed. Well it doesn’t matter now, because Timber will be home soon, and the fucker that got him put away will pay.
I lay quietly, continuing to think of Timber, until sleep finally claims me.
CHAPTER Fifteen
Kidd
I’m sitting in my office, looking over the papers for The Kitty Kat, when Chipper comes in. “Where’s Jenna? The girls called and said she hasn’t come in yet?”
“What’s their issue? It’s only three o’clock, and Ice doesn’t usually go in until five,” I say, still focused on the papers on my desk. Why the hell didn’t Pop tell me that running this club meant I had to do fucking paperwork?
He shakes his head and chuckles. “One of the girls over at The Kitty Kat called. That silly chick, Daisy, was practicing some new routine. Seems one of her props got stuck.”
I jerk my head up. “Got stuck?”
“Yeah, I guess she watched some porno where a woman was able to shoot grapes from her pussy,” he says through a smile. “Well, Daisy figured if that woman could do it with grapes, then she could do it with something bigger.”
I shake my head and look back down towards my desk, trying to hide my own smile. “What in the hell did that idiot push up her twat?”