“He’s pissed. Hitting us on our turf and trying to take our town away, he’s reaching out to the sheriff. He wants the town to know about what’s going on,” Zero said. “For them to be on alert in case something goes wrong.”
“I hate those fucking pigs.”
“You know what this means though, right?”
“Yeah, it means Angel’s father has just become the most wanted guy to become dead.” Lash shook his head, dropping it into his hands. “Between you and me, I was hoping this wasn’t the case.”
“We don’t always get what we want, Lash. You know that otherwise your parents would be alive, and so would Tiny’s woman. Shit happens.”
Angel cleared her throat letting him know she was there. She stood naked but covered herself by the wall. Her head peeked around the corner, and she smiled at him. The smile went to his heart and straight down to his groin. She looked so fucking charming and sexy. He was ready to lose it again.
“I’ve got to go. Is there anything else?” he asked, not moving from his spot.
“Yeah, Tiny wants to throw off the scent of us knowing about what’s going to happen. There’s a party this Friday. A proper party, bring your girl, and be ready for some serious horny shit.”
Zero hung up.
“Is everything okay?” Angel asked.
“Come here.”
He would never talk to Angel about club business. Her father was involved, and he intended to keep her out of the loop as much as possible. She padded toward him, and when she was close enough, he pulled her against his side.
“Friday there’s going to be a party. A real party. I’m going to want you by my side. We’ve got a few days to get you ready for it.”
“You’re scaring me with the real party talk. I thought you guys had real parties.”
Lash chuckled. “Baby, they were tame shit in comparison to what usually happens at those parties.”
“I don’t know if I want to know.”
“You’re with me. You’ll stay by my side, and I’ll be the one who claims you. No one else.” He kissed the top of her head wondering when he should tell her about her father.
Chapter Six
“So I heard about the party this Friday. It’s going to be awesome,” Tate said over the phone.
Angel sat on the sofa inside Lash’s house. Tomorrow was Friday, and she was getting more nervous with every passing day. Lash wouldn’t let her stay at the club, and whenever they visited the place she stayed firmly by his side. When she went into town, she had to call in a Prospect to go with her. Lash would rather leave her at his home while he dealt with business. Her only consolation was the fact Tate knew his number. The other woman had been phoning her daily.
“I know about the party. How did you find out?” Angel asked.
“In my usual sneaky ways. I heard Dad talking to Steven about it. I’ve got that killer red dress to try out, and I intend to use it.”
Rolling her eyes, Angel glanced at the clock. Lash would be arriving in twenty minutes. He always called her to let her know when she should expect him. She cooked dinner and spent extra time cleaning his home. Angel liked to keep busy, and staying in his home when she wasn’t earning a wage didn’t sit well with her. Until her father settled his debts she was still part of down-payment to the club.
With how quickly Lash had taken her away from the club he could just as easily take her back.
She didn’t want to get accustomed to a lifestyle she may not be able to keep up with.
“They’ll flip when you turn up. You’re the little biker princess, Tate.”
“I’m a woman, and I intend to be treated like one.”
Angel moved from the sofa into the kitchen to see how the stew was coming along.
“Don’t you think you’re acting a little drastic? I mean, it could blow up in your face if you’re not careful.”
Tate let out a sigh. “Can I be real honest with you?”
“Of course, we’re friends.”
“I fell really hard for Murphy when he was a Skull. I mean, I had this sick as fuck crush on him, and I’d do anything to gain his attention. It wasn’t about who he was or what he could do. He was the first guy to show any interest in me. Everyone’s terrified of my Dad, and that just plain sucks.” Angel heard the sadness over the phone. “Then I found out he was a disloyal bastard and changed sides. He’s been part of the Lions for a few years. Seeing him brings back all the shit I felt for him.”
Angel listened as Tate bawled her eyes out over the phone. “I feel like a pathetic person. Do you think I’m pathetic?”