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He shook his head. “Look, not sure what Buster’s problem is, but he keeps pushing it with you. Anything you're doing? Teasing him? Anything? Because it's not often that a brother goes against something we voted on.”
I shook my head at him. “No, Asher. In fact, every time he tries to touch me, I move away from him. Hell, every time he comes near me, I try to find an excuse to get away from him. I don’t know what his deal is honestly. And I keep telling him no because he has an ole’ lady.”
“Never known you to lie, darlin’.” He said with a sigh.
I nodded my head. “Yes. You know I hate that. But Buster knows this, everyone knows this. When I came on with y’all, I made it a point that I wouldn’t sleep with someone that has an ole’ lady or someone that is married. I was very adamant about that fact. Y’all agreed with me. He was in the room when the vote took place. If he didn’t like it, he should’ve said something.”
“He probably figured you would change your mind,” He sighed then and pinched the bridge of his nose. “If you didn’t have the tightest pussy I have ever felt, I would tell you to kick rocks. Women, too much fucking trouble, I tell ya.”
I smirked at him, “I wouldn’t do that to Chloe, so I would even tell you no now.”
He chuckled, “Alright, I'll have a talk with him and remind him of the vote he agreed to. You’re lucky I respect the fuck out of you. But if he doesn’t stop, and you know good and well he’s going to keep at it, you might have to leave the club, darlin’.” I knew he respected me for my determination to not sleep with a married man, even if he just had an ole’ lady, it was the same in my book. And that was because his wife, Stella’s mother, had cheated on him in the worst possible way. She did it with his brother. His blood brother. And as far as I knew, they still haven’t spoken, because after Asher had beat the hell out of him, he ran. Like a little bitch.
I nodded, then turned and walked out of his office and ran into Pipe, who was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. “I wanna get to know you. If what my gut is telling me is true, then you won’t be leaving the club. You also won’t be a club girl anymore.”
I didn’t respond to that. Instead, I had something I needed to do first.
Walking out of his office, down the hall, then out to the party with Pipe at my back, I made a beeline for Chloe and whispered in her ear, “Nothing happened with me and Asher. And nothing ever will again.”
With that I winked at her and headed back to the table with Pipe still at my back, not knowing that all the while there was a woman who had just come back to the clubhouse that I have yet to meet and someone else who had his eyes trained on me protectively.
Chapter 6
Pipe
Something else I didn’t know, something that I have never experienced, or even seen in all the years I’ve been breathing… that instant feeling when your soul recognizes its other half.
Sitting there beside this woman who was so confident in who she was.
Someone who exudes this light that I would give my last breath defending, never allowing it to even dim.
And should her light go out? There is that deepest, darkest part of me that I always keep a tight rein on. Well, that motherfucker would be unleashed.
It was almost as if she had sucked me into her little bubble because I didn’t notice anything else going on but her.
Not the way Chloe’s eyes had trailed after Asher.
Not the way Coal had grabbed Adeline and taken her off somewhere that was darkened.
Not the punch that Irish had landed in someone’s jaw when he had grabbed Sutton on the ass.
Nor the woman that was shooting daggers at me and a sneer at Gabriella before she left.
“Gabriella, wanna play twenty questions?” I asked her. The truth was, it was the only way I knew how to find out stuff about her that I was dying to know.
“Sure, will you answer something for me before we play?” She asked me after she took a drink from her beer.
I nodded and took a swig from my beer. “Ask it.”
“Why do you call me Gabriella instead of Gabby?”
“Because Gabby doesn’t suit you. Not of the woman I’ve seen. But Gabriella, yeah, that suits you. You’re something else, darlin’.”
“That was a good answer, Pipe,” Novalie said as she leaned into Cotton.
Then Valerie had to pipe in with, “I wanna play, too.”
Was there a nice way to tell the ole’ lady of the enforcer for Wrath’s mother chapter that this was an a and b conversation and to c her way out of it nicely?
