The Bad Boy's Biggest Mistake(6)

Chapter Two



Tristan waved at his deputy. The boy, Kevin Thomas, was in his early twenties and wished to serve as a deputy throughout the day. Law Castle didn’t really need a deputy, but Tristan placed him on night watch just because he liked the kid. He saw the way Kevin looked at Marla, and part of him wanted there to be a happy ending between the two, even if it was a cougar romance.

He walked out into the warm night air. The heat irritated him, and he’d paid a lot of money to have air conditioning in his home.

“I wondered when I was going to see you,” Stefan Jackson said. The other man was leaning against his bike, the same bike Vicki liked to ride on when there was an event taking place in town. He’d watched her many times laughing and holding onto Stefan as he rode her around.

“What can I do for you?” Tristan asked.

“You can start by telling me what’s going on between you and Vicki. She got shot last year and lost a baby.” Stefan stepped away from his bike. “I’ve known Vicki a long time, and she doesn’t spread her legs for anyone.”

Anger coursed over him. Tristan didn’t like anyone talking about his woman like that.

“Get to your point,” he said.

“She quit working at The Dugout to get away from you. Her working for me guarantees you won’t come to find her. What did you do to her?”

“None of your business.” He didn’t like the other man’s protective attitude. Vicki was his responsibility, not Stefan’s.

“Actually, my town, my business.” Stefan stepped right up to him. “Vicki’s been part of this town a lot longer than you. I don’t want her to be rushed off because of you.”

“Vicki’s not going anywhere.” Tristan gritted his teeth to stop himself from lashing out. Seeing Stefan’s protective side was making him annoyed. No one told him what to do. “And this is my town. I protect this town and its citizens.”

“Yeah, you were doing a stand-up job last year.”

Stefan referred to the incident where a local drug runner almost killed Vicki. Unable to hold back his anger, Tristan stepped up closer. “You’ve got a problem with me?”

“Yeah, I’ve got a problem with the guy who somehow broke Vicki’s heart.”

“If it bothers you so much, why don’t you take her?” Tristan asked.

“Ew, gross. That girl is the same age as my sister, which is just fucking disgusting. I like my women my own age.” Stefan glanced down at his watch. “Speaking of sisters, I got to go and pick mine up from The Dugout. A couple of aliens were hitting on her.”

Aliens were what the locals referred to as non-locals or out-of-towners.

Tristan shook his head. He stood outside the station watching as Stefan climbed back on his bike.

“I don’t know what happened between you and Vicki. All I know is she’s saving up enough money to get out of Law Castle,” Stefan said, gaining his attention once again.

“What?”

Vicki couldn’t leave this town. He wouldn’t be able to handle never seeing her again. No, it wasn’t possible. Tristan refused to accept Stefan’s words.

“I got a call from her parents to keep an eye on her. The Law Castle Bad Boys club sticks together, Tristan. Her dad used to be one of us until he upped and left. Dude asked me to keep an eye on his girl until he can come and get her.”

Tristan had seen her parents at the hospital when she’d been discharged. She’d gone to stay with them to recover instead of staying in town. He’d missed her like crazy. When she’d been gone he spent a great deal of time in the bar where she worked hoping to get a chance to see her. Steve, the owner of The Dugout, didn’t tell him until he’d spent a great deal of money in the bar that Vicki no longer worked for him.

He’d done the same in the diner until he realised Vicki worked for Stefan. Once he saw she was back in town he arranged his Sundays to be back in the station to see her whenever she brought in her baked goods.

Lame. You’ve got it bad.

“I’ve got to go,” Tristan said.

“Well, her dad happened to mention an apartment had already been bought for her in the city. Vicki is moving out of Law Castle for good, and from what I hear, she’s got jobs lined up and may even go back to school.”

“Why are you telling me this?” he asked. The pain bloomed inside his chest at the thought of his woman leaving him. How was he going to survive without seeing his woman again? The instant he took Vicki’s virginity she’d become his woman.

You did a shit-load more than take her virginity.

From the moment he felt her sweet cunt gripping him Tristan had been hooked.