Page 12 of Abe (Marked Skulls MC 3)
We shook hands, and then he shook hands with Rodeo too before he snapped his fingers at his men and they escorted him back to his car.
We watched them leave, before the others drifted towards me.
“Fuck. We’re going to be screwed. The other MCs are going to pounce on us!” Rodeo kept cursing and mumbling to himself.
Girth thumped my back and he had a pleased look on his face.
“Now we’re talking,” he said and we smiled at each other.
Oz looked excited too. It was clearly his first meeting of this kind and he was pumped up on adrenaline.
“Whoa! I was so prepared man. I was so prepared to jump on one of those guys in the suits,” he kept saying and ramming his fist into his open palm repeatedly.
“Just calm down, Oz, you did good tonight. No surprises, you kept your cool,” I said to him and he nodded his head, happy with the praise he was receiving.
“Now what?” he asked, as we started walking towards our bikes.
“Now we go and celebrate!” I said, as I swung my legs over the bike.
“Can I go with you?” he asked.
“No, you can’t. You’re not a part of our MC yet!” Rodeo snapped at him and Oz’ face grew pinched. I glared at Rodeo who was avoiding my eyes.
“We need to talk about a plan before we can start officially including you in serious stuff. It means you can’t hang out with us yet, because we discuss business when we’re drinking. I’ll keep in touch,” I told Oz and he nodded his head.
“Okay, yeah, I understand. It’s just that if I got a chance, if anything went wrong back there; you would have seen me in action. I’m good with my fists,” he continued passionately and I smiled.
“Yeah, I know,” I said and Girth thumped his back too before he hesitantly walked back to his beat up truck.
We waited for him to leave before we revved up our bikes.
“The two of you are going to cause a lot of trouble for our MC,” Rodeo muttered, shaking his head at Girth and me.
“We need to move up, if we don’t grow we’re just sitting ducks for the other MCs to take shots at us whenever they want. Like they did with Fred. They thought they could get away with it,” I said and Rodeo rode away first.
I looked at Girth and he nodded his head at me.
“I’m with you on this, brother,” he said.
Chapter 13
Alexis
Oz and I hadn’t talked much since he came home the previous morning to find me and Abe together. It was obvious that he wasn’t mad at Abe anymore, but still had a beef with me. I was still feeling guilty about sleeping with Abe, about Oz knowing that I was attracted to the very man I wanted him to stay away from.
After I had been waiting past midnight for him to return, waiting to talk to him so that we could clear the air; I started getting worried. I had a feeling that he was with Abe.
I decided to go look for my brother, I was panicking that he had already gotten himself involved in some shit with the Marked Skulls. But where was I supposed to even begin looking? I could have gone back to that bar where Abe’s MC hung out but I was too embarrassed to go back there. The last time I was there, I had made a scene and Abe had lifted me up, kicking and screaming and locked himself with me in the storeroom.
As I drove around the neighborhood slowly, hoping that I might catch sight of Oz or Abe somewhere, I remembered that stripper who was sitting on Abe’s lap. Maybe he was at the strip club? Maybe he’d taken Oz there with him?
Fuming and panicking at the same time, I parked my car in the parking lot of the strip club and immediately saw a few bikes there. I knew he or at least some of his friends were in there.
I marched in, feeling instantly out of place. I had never actually been inside a strip club before and the first thing I saw were boobs. I gasped lightly as I stood stationary at the doors after the bouncer let me in. What else was I expecting from a strip club? I wasn’t prepared.
There were boobs everywhere. Nearly naked beautiful girls were carrying trays of drinks, just walking around, giving men lap dances and some were up on the stage, gyrating against the poles. I couldn’t look away from their beautiful perfect bodies. I couldn’t help wondering why Abe had even bothered to sleep with me, when he had undoubtedly slept with a lot of these super hot women.
I tried to control the wave of jealousy and feeling of self consciousness that washed over me. I looked around, just hoping that Oz was here somewhere so that I could drag him out and get out of this place.
Instead, my gaze landed on Abe. He was sitting at a booth, close to one of the mini-stages, surrounded by a group of other men who looked familiar. They were all laughing and talking loudly, while there were girls on their laps, rolling their hips and twining their arms around the mens’ necks.
Abe had the same girl, Vanity, on his lap. She had stripped already and her big perfect breasts jiggled as she rubbed her back against him, her beautiful golden hair was spread out over his chest. Abe was deep in conversation with the man beside him and I stared. I couldn’t tear my gaze away from him. I was angry and jealous and I couldn’t remember what I was doing here.
He looked over at me abruptly and I started backing away to the door again. I watched as he pushed the girl off his lap and jumped up from his seat. I turned around and ran. I didn’t want to look at him, I didn’t want him to see how jealous I was.
I burst out into the night air again, fumbling in the pocket of my jeans for my car keys as I rushed towards the parking lot. I heard the sound of the doors bursting open behind me again.
“Alexis!” I heard him shout but I ran towards my car.
“What are you doing?” he growled, flinging himself at me so I thudded against the car door. He’d pressed his body to me, I could feel his hot breath in my hair. They keys were in my hand but they fell to the ground now.
“Where are you going?” he asked, and his hands were on my waist. He flipped me around to look at him, staring deep into my eyes, searching my face.
“I…I came looking for Oz…he’s not home yet…I got worried for him,” I was fumbling with my words while he looked at me with his narrowed blue eyes. His strong rough hands were on my hips, holding me in place and making sure that I didn’t make a run for it again.
“Why did you come here? I’ve never seen Oz in this place before,” he said, bringing his face close enough to me so that I could smell the whisky and cigarettes on his breath.
I couldn’t move, I didn’t want to move. I felt frozen in his grip.
“You came looking for me didn’t you?” he asked and I shook my head.
“Don’t lie to me, Alexis. You came here because you knew you’d find me here,” he growled and with a sudden surge of strength, I pushed my palms against his chest.
He released his grip on my hips and stepped away from me.
“Where is he? Was he with you?” I asked and Abe clenched his jaws.
“Yes, he was, but he’s not with me anymore. I don’t know where he is,” he said and ran a hand through his hair. I bit down on my lip and looked away from him, trying to gulp down the tears that were welling up in my eyes again. Damn those fucking tears! Why couldn’t I keep my emotions in check around this man?
“So, he’s forgiven you but not me. Abe, who can do no wrong!” I snapped.
“I don’t want to interfere between the two of you,” he said and I glared at him.
“You caused it!” I screeched and Abe arched his brows at me, grinning menacingly.
“And what about you, Alexis? You’re telling me that you’re not still thinking about that orgasm you had in my arms?” he asked, taking a step towards me. I leaned back, pressing myself against my car door again.
“I regret that. It was a mistake, and I want Oz to know that I haven’t changed my mind about you,” I snapped and Abe nodded his head.
“Well, he hasn’t changed his mind either, and you’re going to ruin your relationship with him if you keep mothering him,” he sai
d.
“Mothering him? You don’t know the first thing about my family!” I screamed and Abe came even closer.
“I know a little bit. Your dad was in a street gang, got himself shot when Oz was just a kid. Mother turned alcoholic and died a few years ago. You couldn’t go to college so you got a job to pay the bills…my sources aren’t always wrong, Alexis,” Abe said and I gulped, lifting my chin up in protest.
