Lash hated the fact he knew so much about her. His knowledge of her made him feel like a stalker.
“I can’t believe this is happening,” she said.
He laughed, finished his cigarette and removed the ashtray from view. Lash moved to the sink, washed his hands and walked to her side.
“What don’t you believe?” Helping her off the table, Lash waited for her to elaborate.
“You must think I’m completely weird.”
Shaking his head, Lash bent down to pick up some bags. “I don’t think you’re weird. Don’t put any clothes on and follow me.”
He headed up the stairs. Going straight for the main bedroom he opened the door and deposited the bags on the bed. “This is our room.” Moving toward a closet Lash opened the door. His clothes were on one side of the walk-in-wardrobe. “Put your new shit here. The stuff you’ve got at the club is being burned. I don’t want to see you in anything but what I paid for.”
Leaving her to start on her clothes, Lash collected the other bags, put them on the bed then moved toward the bathroom. He quickly brushed his teeth and then walked back to the bedroom.
Angel was sorting through the bags, her body gloriously naked to his gaze.
“You follow instructions well.”
“I’ve not got any other choice.”
He frowned when he heard the wobble in her voice.
“Excuse me?”
She glanced up at him. “I’ve heard several rumours that we either do as you say or you get angry and hurt people.”
Hands fisted at his side, Lash stared at her and knew it wasn’t her fault for listening to the rumours. “I would never hurt you, Angel. You’ve got a choice here. I’m not going to force you to be with me.”
She dropped her head, and he couldn’t stand the thought of her thinking of him any differently.
Going to her, he dropped to his knees beside her and took her chin in his hands. He forced her to look at him. He stared into her green eyes and knew he’d do everything in his power to make her happy.
“I would never try anything with you that you wouldn’t enjoy. I’m a lot of things, Angel, but I’m not a molester or a rapist.”
“I know that.” She pulled out of his touch and stood. He followed her into the wardrobe as she placed the next item on the rail. “I know you’re not like that.”
He stopped her from moving by blocking her path. “Look at me.”
She tilted her head back to stare at him.
“Tell me you wanted me to do those things to you.”
Lash needed for her to say the words. “Please don’t make me say it.”
“I’ve never taken a woman against her will. I don’t intend to start now. You tell me you wanted it, or I swear to God, I will send you back to the club and I’ll never touch you again.”
It would kill him to do that, but he’d make sure Tiny protected her.
“Yes.”
Her voice was so silent that he didn’t hear her clearly.
“What?”
“Yes, I liked everything you did to me. It was nice. More than nice, and I don’t think you’d make me do something I wouldn’t enjoy.”
Her cheeks were bright red, but he believed her words. For now, her word would do. She was a virgin. He planned to rectify that, but for now he was happy with what they were doing to each other.
“Finish putting your shit away. I’ll expect to see everything on you at some point. I’m going to get some chicken in the oven for dinner. When you’re done we’ll shower together.”
He dropped a kiss to her lips before leaving the bedroom. Heading down to the kitchen, he pulled the chicken from the fridge and started arranging it in a meat tray. He drizzled olive oil over and sprinkled salt and pepper before slipping it inside the oven.
While he was looking for all the salad ingredients his cell phone started to ring. He opened it without looking at the display of who was calling.
“Hello,” he said, grabbing lettuce and tomatoes out of the fridge.
“It’s Zero. Tiny’s in a meeting at the moment, and he wanted me to give you an update.”
Glancing toward the doorway, Lash made sure it was clear before continuing with the call.
“I’m free. Go on.”
He closed the fridge, leaned over the counter and listened to what Zero had to say.
“Contact just confirmed David Marston is working for the Lions. He’s gaining information to feed the rival group. Not only that, we’ve been given the heads-up on a new takeover assignment. Lions are planning on hitting us on our next ride.”
Lash listened and cursed.
“Fuck, this is not going to go well. What’s Tiny saying about it?”