My father’s eyes widen for a split second, letting me see the fear in them, before he quickly masks it with his stupid laugh that I hate so much.
“You’ll be the one breaking your mother’s heart when I tell her that you won’t be coming tonight?” He pushes me away from him and fixes his shirt. “Your mother thinks you hate her.”
“Leave,” I growl. “Before I throw you out myself.”
He shrugs as if being thrown out is no big deal and walks until he’s standing just outside the garage door. “You’ve always been full of excuses, son. So your mother should be used to the disappointment.”
Rotating my shoulders in anger, I hit my fist against the garage door button, and watch the door close in front of the asshole that raised me.
He ruined my childhood and took everything away from me and my mother, yet she always takes his ass back as if there’s nothing else out there for her.
That’s exactly why I’ll only settle down when I find the one. I don’t plan to just give my heart to anyone and when I do find her, I’ll give her everything of me.
Having him show up unannounced has me so screwed up in the head that the last thing I can concentrate on is working on my bike.
“Well fuck.”
Going inside, I take a quick shower, before I hop on my bike and head back to my uncle’s gym for the second time today.
Hell, I might as well call it mine, because he’s planning on me taking over soon so he can focus on his family.
I’ve been here more in the last week than he has in the last six months.
James, one of the personal trainers, greets me when I walk in. “Hey, man. Back again?”
I open the door to my office and toss my bag inside. “Need to work off some more steam.”
He looks me over with a small grin. “Fucking shit. You’re the busiest person I know, man. Between working out all damn day and dancing at the club, I’m surprised that you even have time to breathe.”
“Me too,” I say as I walk past him and hit the weights.
After spending a few hours at the gym, I shower for the third time today, and head over to the club to have a few drinks.
Sara is working tonight, and she always finds a way to keep my mind busy and off all the bullshit.
“How’s your dick?” she questions with a smirk. “Taking a break for the night?”
I raise a brow and tilt back my beer. “He’s been getting more than a few breaks these days.”
“I’ve noticed,” she responds. “Good for you and your dick. I’m sure the fucker’s tired.”
“How about you? How’s that girlfriend of yours?” I ask, making her turn red. “Never thought you’d give up the dick.”
She slaps my forehead and leans in close to my face, talking against my lips. “Who says I’ve given it up? Having both is a lot more fun and I learn new tricks every day. You don’t even know what I’m capable of these days, big guy.”
I lift my beer to her and adjust my erection. “Might as well give me one more after that shit. Damn!”
She smirks and slides me another beer, jumping back in surprise as Kash jumps over the bar and reaches for the bar gun to spray his body down with water. “Ah yes. This feels so damn good.”
“Stop moaning like that or I’ll have to take you home to Kendal so we can take advantage of your sexy ass.”
Kash raises a brow to Sara. “Damn . . .” he moans again, just to get a reaction of Sara. Then he looks over to see my unamused face. “Lighten the hell up, man.”
I close my eyes and growl when water hits my face and then my chest.
Both Sara and Kash laugh, before he throws the gun down and runs back over to the small crowd of women that are yelling for him.
Sara takes a few seconds to check me out now that my shirt is clinging to my chest, before speaking. “There’s this sexy little blonde chick roaming around looking lost.” She looks over my shoulder. “Looks like she’s looking for someone and the boys don’t seem to be it.”
Setting my beer down, I turn around in my stool to see Meadow, searching the room around her.
For some strange reason, my heart starts beating fast, wondering if she could be here for me. It’s not even as if she would know to look for me here.
I hope like hell that she isn’t here to see Kash or one of the security dicks.
“I’ll be back.” Standing up, I walk up behind her and listen to her talk to herself.
“What the hell am I doing here? This is ridiculous. I’m leaving.” She turns around, running straight into my chest with a grunt.
“Looking for someone?” I question, while gripping her waist to hold her steady. “Leaving because you haven’t found them?”