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That's right baby. You're in trouble now.
"I gave you my number." I raise a brow, wondering why she never used it.
Her head cocks to the side. "I— " she starts, clears her throat, then finishes looking adorably confused. "What?"
"I gave you… my number." And she hasn't called. I thought about it for a few days, realizing that had been my first fuck up where Oakland was concerned.
I should have known better. The woman proved the night I met her how incredibly shy she was. She was never going to reach out and make the first move. So yeah, that was my fuck up. But I was going to rectify that today and get her number.
Her brows furrow, her face revealing her confusion, so I add, "You didn't call me."
"Ohhh," her lips round. "I didn't think," she shakes her head, the mass of blonde curls piled up on top of her head shaking with the movement at the same time an adorable shade of pink takes over her cheeks.
Oakland glances over at the girls then turns back to me, asking in a low voice, "You wanted me to call?"
"Babe. I don't make a habit of giving out my number and I gave you my number." I wanted to see her again, still do. Which is something I thought I'd made clear by putting my number in her phone before I had Easy drive her home.
"Oh." Her teeth sink into the swell of her pouty lip.
"Yeah. Oh," I growl, reaching forward and pulling the abused flesh free.
Oakland sits up taller, removing her sunglasses, her innocent eyes locking onto mine. "I just thought… I mean, I assumed." She waves her hand out toward the clubhouse like that should be explanation enough.
I tilt my head to the side like I don’t understand. "You assumed?”
I want her to finish that sentence even though I know what she thought. And truthfully, I can't fault her considering what she witnessed the night of the party. It’s not every day civilians get to see people fucking out in the open.
So, yeah. I get what she thought. She thought I was only interested in trying to fuck her before I tossed her aside, and a few weeks ago, she'd have been right.
Her shoulders drop as she looks at me apologetically. "I'm sorry."
I should have known this woman would be a sweet one.
"You can make it up to me,” I smirk.
The glow that takes over Oakland's already sun-kissed cheeks deepens and damn if I don’t fucking like it.
“Yo, Thorn! You coming or not?” And just like that the spell is broken.
Turning to where Knox is standing in the doorway of the shop, I hold up a finger and then look back to Oak.
"Keep an eye on my girl, yeah?" Her steely blue eyes move to Mila and her face goes soft.
"Of course." There’s something about that sweet smile of hers aimed at my little girl that’s got me feeling a certain way.
“Good girl,” I rumble, rubbing at the flutter in my chest as I climb to my feet and head to the shop.
As I’m about to step into the shop, I turn around, and there, crouched down in front of Mila, is Oakland with a bottle of sunscreen and both girls standing in front of her.
Damn.
My baby just sealed her fate.
CHAPTER FOUR
Thorn
"What’s up with you and Oakland?"
