“Why didn’t you tell me?” Chipper shouts out. At the same time, I ask. “Why the hell didn’t you help her?”
Reese ignores Chipper and looks at me, fury flashing in his eyes. “I never saw her. I didn’t know she was just a kid. Didn’t have no fuckin’ idea what he was doing to her, or that she was being abused either. Do you honestly think I would just stand around and let her be hurt?”
I take a deep breath, trying to bury my anger. “No, I don’t. I know you better than that. I shouldn’t have even asked that shit.”
Reese cuts his eyes to Chipper. “As for you, I didn’t know you well enough at first. By the time I did, you and your father had made me swear not to tell anyone about Timmons. If I remember correctly, your father threatened to cut my fuckin’ balls off if I did. I figured if I had to keep one secret, it was best to keep them all.”
Chipper places his elbows on the table then buries his face in his hands. “She never trusted me. All this time and she never trusted me.”
“That’s not true,” Preach says. “She trusted you with everything but her father’s name. If I’m understanding right, she even gave you part of that.”
Chipper shakes his head and again says, “She never trusted me.”
“She trusted you enough to run to you when she was in trouble,” I say, even though it hurts like hell to admit that she went to him instead of me. “I was sitting a few feet from the door when she came in the clubhouse after finding out Timmons was in Big Clifty. She ran right past me to get to you. When she needed somebody the most, she went to you. If that’s not trust, I don’t know what in the hell is.”#p#分页标题#e#
We all sit there quietly for a moment before Chipper nods. “You’re right. Even if you’re not, it’s my fault. I listened to Pop when I should have taken Timmons down.”
I can’t disagree, because I think he’s right. I don’t give a fuck what the old man had said. I would have taken Timmons’ ass out on sight.
Timber slaps Chipper on his back. “Well, you’ll have your chance to take him out soon.”
Slowly, our conversation starts to fade as sounds of Kiss’s Heaven on Fire blares out around the club. A moment later, one of the girls walks onto the stage and starts to dance. I take a drink of my beer and sit back to enjoy the show. I might not want to fuck any of these girls anymore, but that doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy their fine ass bodies.
The girl on stage is just getting to the good part when I feel a hand on my shoulder. I look up and see Krista standing off to my side. “Hey, Kidd. How about a private dance?” She asks, her voice coming out in a purr.
I shake my head. “Sorry, babe. Not tonight.”
Not only is Jenna my woman, but I’m not interested in anyone else’s ass rubbing against my cock, and this is Sarah’s sister. The fact that she even thinks I may want her is fucked up.
She slides into my lap and wraps her arms around my neck. “Come on, just one little dance.”
I grab her arms, trying to push her away without hurting her. “I said no.”
Instead of getting up, the bitch wiggles around and somehow ends up straddling my lap. “I promise you’ll like it.”
With those words, she grinds her pussy against my cock. Want her or not, my dick knows a wet hole is close and starts to rise. “Get the fuck up, Krista.”
She continues to grind into me. “It doesn’t feel like that’s what you really want me to do.”
I’m a man. What man wouldn’t start to get hard when some bitch, ugly or not, is grinding all over it? The difference between some men and me is that I won’t cheat on my girl. I’m just about to push her away again when I hear a gasp. I turn and see Daisy standing a few feet away, holding our table’s next round. I meet her eyes, and I know without a doubt she’s going to tell Jenna. I stand up, tossing Krista to the floor, but it’s too late. Daisy’s already making her way out the door. “Fuck!”
I look down to Krista and shout. “I’ll give you until pay day, because you’re Sarah’s sister. After that, I don’t want to see your ass in Big Clifty ever again.”
I turn and stomp out of The Kitty Kat, hoping I can find Jenna before Daisy does.
Jenna
I walk into the back door of The Kitty Kat, still fuming. When I started getting calls saying that Kidd was getting a lap dance from Krista, I blew my fucking top. Kidd has ‘forbidden’ me to dance at the club, and I had every intention of doing what he said, but that all changed about an hour ago. A second after I heard that she had her hands on him, I decided he could go fuck himself. He could also stick his fucking rules right up his ass.