Sleepless Nights(67)

I groan. With everything going on I really don’t need to worry about some new vet taking on my patients. “I don’t know Danielle. I’d like to meet her and everything and that’s just not possible right now.”

“Oh, okay then. I’ll tell her you’d like to do the interview when you get back. She’ll understand. She’s part time at another vet’s office so it’s not like she needs the job immediately.”

I smile. Danielle always rolls with the punches. That’s the main reason I hired her. “Tell her that if she meets all my requirements I’ll hire her after her interview. Then she can have a trial run and if everything works out she can have a permanent position. Okay?”

“Sounds good Ashley.” We chit chat about a few other things and then we say goodbye. I hang up Damien’s phone and put it down on the coffee table.

Then I about scream when I see Damien standing in the entryway wearing some nylon gym shorts. “What’s wrong with your phone?” he asks, rubbing at his eyes.

I shrug my shoulders as I cross my legs. “I might have dropped it in the sink when I was washing my hands.”

His mouth pulls up on one side as he crosses the room to sit down next to me. “Your family called a lot and you don’t want to deal with it. Got ya.”

I sigh and pull my legs up to go over his legs. Then I lean my head on his shoulder and wrap my arms around his. “I don’t get in their business. I don’t understand why they have to get in mine.”

Damien chuckles and I grin at the noise. “Well, I doubt any of them were ever on the mob’s bad side. And I bet none of them ever married a guy with tattoos and a motorcycle. Though after getting a look at Courtney, I could see it. He’s got that look in his eyes. The need to be free.”

I slap his shoulder at the comment. “He’s been through a lot. But he couldn’t live with the illegal stuff. He might think he’s a hardass but he’s not. Plus, he’s married now with a little boy.”

“Ha, Courtney got married first? What the fuck? I thought he was the player out of the three?” he asks while picking up one my hands and weaving his fingers through mine.

“Court and Channing were the players. Van was too in love with Annabella to be a player. I don’t know about now. I don’t really talk to him when he’s at school. He’s gotten distant since all the drama happened. Not that I blame him. Annabella got rid of his child like she was taking out the trash. I couldn’t even begin to imagine what he’s been going through.” I need to make a point to talk to my brother. I put blame on other people for leaving me out of their lives, when in reality, I kind of just leave them to it. I need to be more involved.

I guess letting it go really worked.

“What happened with her?” he questions while propping his feet up on the coffee table.

“Drama that I’m not talking about right now. I’d rather stay happy then relive all that bullshit and want to kill Annabella’s bitch ass all over again.” So I just close my eyes and pretend it never happened.

“You know she’s been fuckin’ Sage, right? Then she shows up at the clubhouse asking the brothers questions she shouldn’t have been asking. We left her alone considerin’ she wasn’t gettin’ anywhere and I didn’t want to take out Sage’s favorite piece of ass.” I watch as he crosses his ankles on the coffee table and then he scoots us further down. “But I knew who she was. Those light brown eyes and matchin’ hair? Could only be douchebag’s little sister. It didn’t even cross my mind that she was there for her brother and not her boyfriend.”

I just shrug having no opinion on the matter. Annabella’s been a person I no longer care for, for a very long time. I don’t wish death upon her or anything but I will be happy when she’s gone from my life for good.

Damien brings his free hand up and hooks it behind my neck. He pulls my mouth close to his and whispers, “I missed you so fuckin’ bad. Still can’t believe you’re sittin’ on my couch.” Then he kisses me. I open for him when he licks at my lips. His tongue enters my mouth about the time there’s pounding on the front door.

We both groan when he pulls away. I get up to put my pants on which are still sitting on the couch. Damien goes to the front door once I get them on. I hear muffled voices and then Damien comes back with several of the brothers following behind him.

Charlie comes into view first. Charlie is not his real name and I don’t know his real name. I think he got drunk one night and started talking about Charlie Brown’s Christmas special. That’s the rumor I heard anyway. He hasn’t changed much in the past five years. He’s huge, as in, he can take out five guys with one punch, huge. His hair is brown and he’s wearing it tied behind his head. His beard is damn near to his chest, which probably means he hasn’t shaved it off in over five years. His brown eyes are warm as he smiles at me. “Glossy, girl. Long time no see!” He lumbers over and gives me a tight hug. I bite my lip at the look on Damien’s face.