Next time is happening… and when it does, I’m not sure I’ll survive it.
But I can’t wait to find out.
17
Dane
Rhett and I watch as Sadie disappears into her bathroom.
“Well, that was fun,” I comment, falling down onto her bed.
“How’d you know I was here?” Rhett asks.
“Prez. I went back to the clubhouse and walked right into him. He started quizzing me about the reason Sadie was so adamant about seeing you that she took out the prospect.”
Rhett laughs. “You seen the state of him?”
“Sure have,” I say, pride filling me for our girl. “She pulled a knife on him.”
“I know. Crazy bitch,” he mutters, rubbing his hand over his hair.
When his eyes come back to me, they hold a seriousness that wasn’t there before. “You good?”
“Y-yeah, why?” I ask, not used to my best friend being quite so observant.
He rubs the back of his neck awkwardly. “I dunno. After everything Friday night, you just seem a little… distracted.”
“I’m good, man. It’s just been a long couple of days.”
“Ain’t that the fucking truth.”
“You’re good with all this though, right?” I nod toward where Sadie is, wishing like hell I was in there with her. But I know she probably needs a little space after what just went down in here.
Rhett rubs the back of his neck, also looking at the bathroom door that hides our girl. “With you, yeah. Noble, though? I don’t trust him.”
I nod, knowing where he’s coming from. At the beginning of all this, I’d have said the same… but after being in Wes's home, seeing the state of his mom, I’ve seen a different side to him.
The way he is with Sadie. He’s serious and he wants her. I’m confident of that.
“Noble’s solid, man,” I say. “He’s got a shitty home life. He’s nothing like his father.”
“Doesn’t mean I want him anywhere near our girl,” Rhett mutters.
A smile curls at my lips when he calls her our girl. Maybe he can share his toys after all. “Just give him some time. He wants what we want.”
“That’s the fucking problem,” he mutters.
“Noble is the least of our problems right now. What did Prez say at Church?”
“Nothing you don’t already know. Darren is a dead man walking. We just need to see who finds him first. If he’s really un-fucking-lucky, it will be me. I want to gut that cunt alive.”
The door opening cuts off his words, and we both watch as Sadie emerges with wet hair and wearing only a towel.
Fuck me, she looks hot.
“You’re still here,” she says, looking at Rhett.
“Yeah, why? Expect me to run, princess?”
“Yeah, actually I did.”
“Glad you think so highly of me,” he murmurs.
“I can only base it on past experiences, Savage.”
“Sadie, girl,” I warn. They’ve just managed to find some kind of common ground; the last thing any of us needs is for them to be at each other’s throats again.
“You’re right though,” Rhett says. “I need to head out. I need to go and feed your dad some bullshit for why you tried escaping to get to me.” He holds Sadie’s stare for a beat.
“What? Someone needed to knock some sense into you.”
“Maybe so, but I need to think up a way to stop him sniffing around, unless you want him to know what just went down here.”
“No, no. I’m sure you can manage, big guy,” she says, patting him on the shoulder as she passes. Both of us watch her move as she pulls open a drawer and fishes out a pair of panties. “Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t realize this required an audience,” she sasses.
“You’re naked, Sadie, girl. You can expect we’ll always want to watch.”
“Pigs,” she mutters, turning her back on us and pulling her panties up her legs.
“You coming, Stray?” Rhett asks, dragging my attention back to him.
“Um…” I look back at Sadie, rubbing my jaw in uncertainty.
“You can stay. Rhett can take the pussy downstairs back with him, seeing as he’s pretty useless here.”
“Yeah, we’re going to be having words about that,” Rhett warns, narrowing his eyes at her.
“Oh shush. Like you can comment on a little excess violence.”
“He’s one of our own, princess.”
“Yeah, and he wasn’t listening to me.”
“Because he was following Prez’s orders.”
“Aren’t you leaving?” I ask, needing them to stop bickering.
“Yeah, alright. I’m going.”
I expect him to reach for the door and disappear, so when he decides to storm across the room, my eyes almost pop out of my head. He threads his fingers through Sadie’s wet hair and pulls her up on her tiptoes so he can smash his lips down on hers.
I stand there watching as he slips his tongue into her mouth, my cock swelling at the display. Just before I think it’s going to get even more interesting, he pulls back and stares into her eyes.
“I’ll see you tomorrow. Behave, for fuck’s sake.”
“I’m sure Stray will keep me in line.”
With a nod at both of us, Rhett turns back toward the door and finally disappears.
“Well then… Just you and me now, babe.”
She studies me for a beat. “You don’t want to go back to the clubhouse to sleep, do you?”
“I… uh… I just thought Jax should probably head back to rest his balls.”
“Rest his balls? What the hell was he doing downstairs that wasn’t resting them?” she asks, her brows damn near hitting her hairline.
“Fine. Okay. I don’t want to sleep there when you’re here in a bed alone.”
“Who says I’d have been alone? I may have another member of my harem that you haven’t met yet coming to spend the night.”
My face turns hard as I stare at her, totally unamused by her attempt at a joke. “If that was true, he’d be dead the second he came anywhere near you. I might be willing to share with Rhett and even Pretty Boy. But even I draw the fucking line there, Sadie, girl.”
“Talk to me, Dane. Tell me what’s really going on.”
She drops the towel covering her body as she makes that request.
“You want me to talk while you’ve got the girls out? Jesus, Sadie, you really think that’s possible?”
I take a step toward her; my hands are ready, poised to make a grab for her, but she quickly holds a top in front of her.
“Yes, Dane. I want to talk.”
“Fine,” I sulk, sticking my bottom lip out in a pout when she covers up.
“Order a pizza or something, I’m starving.”
Pulling my cell from my pocket, I do as she says, jumping back on her bed. “Come lie with me, Sadie, girl.”
She crawls up beside me and I wrap my arm around her waist, pulling her into my body, brushing my nose against hers.
“Talk, Dane.”