“You got some big fucking balls walking in here right now, asshole.”
“I don’t have balls. My woman fucking took them when she left my ass,” I counter and watch him throw back his head in laughter.
“Fuck, you messed up by some pussy, Jesse? Welcome to the club.” T nods to the stool beside him. I take a seat, keeping an eye on my surroundings. It might be stupid for me to just walk in here, but I had to give it one last shot.
“Your prez know you’re here?”
“Does it matter?” I don’t like that I’m going against my club, but if I play this right, it won’t matter.
“It does if I have Nix breathing down my neck.” I hold back my smile, knowing T and his men want the truce just as much as we do.
“You give me what I want, there won’t be any drama on our end.” I know he’s apprehensive, but I won’t renege.
“And when I’m ready to call in that marker?”
“You deal with me.” I point my stare at him, letting him know this is a must. Not Nix, or the club but me. I’ll owe the fucker.
“What do you have that’s going to persuade me?” He crosses his arms and rests back, waiting for the sweetener.
“You get your marker from me and my brother.” I offer him something that isn’t mine to offer, but I’ll deal with Jackson later.
T doesn’t say anything at first, his eyes calculating me, sizing me up, trying to figure out if I’ll deliver on my promise. I’m not messing around. I’m a man of my word and I’ll come through.
“I give you what you want, this doesn’t come back on us.” It’s not a question but a thinly veiled threat.
“You think I give a fuck what happens to you? I don’t. But you give me what I want, I’ll make sure when heads roll, this shit doesn’t come back on you,” I promise. By the time we’re done with these sick fucks, the Warriors will be the least of their concern.
“Do we have a deal?” I push, needing to move this shit along. “I got a wedding to attend.”
“You getting hitched to the little piece you’re messed up about?” the little punk, Danger, calls out.
“You don’t even fucking look at me, cunt.” I point back to him but keep my eyes on T. I don’t give a fuck if I’m in their house, the little fucker will see the full effects of my rage if he even speaks Bell’s name.
“Name,” I urge T, needing to the get fuck out of here.
“Axle David.” My skin crawls as the name registers.
“Where?”
“Arizona. Not gonna lie, getting her out…it’s not going to be easy.”
I nod and stand. He might believe that, but my options aren’t exhausted.
“You call your marker to me,” I remind him as I make my way to the door. He doesn’t reply. Even if he did, I wouldn’t respond. We both got what we needed.
Now I had work to do.
I needed Jay in on this.
Thirty-Eight BELL
“Are you ready yet, Holly?” Kadence claps her hands together growing impatient.
“Quit rushing me. I have some serious props to get through here,” Holly calls back, not one to be rushed.
“Like I said, payback’s a bitch,” Kadence nudges me with a whisper.
“This view is amazing.” I move toward the window and look down at the Bellagio fountain as it lights up, dancing in time with a classical number.
“Have you ever been here?” Kadence comes forward and hands me a glass of wine. I stop myself from pushing it away, and accept it with a smile.
“No, first time.” I raise my glass then take a sip. Citrus and a hint of pear ignite my taste buds, and I relax into the taste.
“Come on, ladies, we’re going to be late!” Kadence yells out, still waiting on the other three.
“Okay, I’m ready!” Kelly shouts out this time before walking out of the bedroom with Lissy on her tail.
“Oh, my gosh, Kelly, look at you.” I move toward the glass table that sits in the middle of the room as I place my glass down to get a better look at her.
“Thanks?” She twirls on the spot and her black dress shimmers under the penthouse suite lights. Her blonde hair sits in curls past her shoulders and her makeup has been applied flawlessly. Lissy worked her magic on her and she looks absolutely amazing.
“Umm, I feel so underdressed.” I look down at my basic little black dress that sits a little shorter than I’m comfortable with and contemplate heading back next door to my suite and changing.
“No, you look hot.” Lissy scowls, but I’m not convinced. The whole weekend still feels wrong. When Holly originally invited me to her bachelorette party months ago, Jesse and I were still together. Now that we are no longer seeing each other I didn’t feel right coming with everything still between us. The last thing I wanted was to make anyone uncomfortable.
“Girl, you’re looking fine. What are you talking about?” Kadence asks, pulling me out of my thoughts as she pours Kelly her own glass of wine. Shaking my insecurities off, I shrug and let it go. It’s not like I have anything else here to wear.
“Yeah, you’re looking amazing, Bell. What’s this glow you have going on?” Holly steps out from the master bedroom wearing white from head to toe. The short white dress she showed us earlier hugs her body in the best sort of way. You wouldn’t even believe she had a baby only six months ago. A cheap plastic veil sits over her blonde hair letting everyone know what we’re here for tonight.
“I don’t have balls. My woman fucking took them when she left my ass,” I counter and watch him throw back his head in laughter.
“Fuck, you messed up by some pussy, Jesse? Welcome to the club.” T nods to the stool beside him. I take a seat, keeping an eye on my surroundings. It might be stupid for me to just walk in here, but I had to give it one last shot.
“Your prez know you’re here?”
“Does it matter?” I don’t like that I’m going against my club, but if I play this right, it won’t matter.
“It does if I have Nix breathing down my neck.” I hold back my smile, knowing T and his men want the truce just as much as we do.
“You give me what I want, there won’t be any drama on our end.” I know he’s apprehensive, but I won’t renege.
“And when I’m ready to call in that marker?”
“You deal with me.” I point my stare at him, letting him know this is a must. Not Nix, or the club but me. I’ll owe the fucker.
“What do you have that’s going to persuade me?” He crosses his arms and rests back, waiting for the sweetener.
“You get your marker from me and my brother.” I offer him something that isn’t mine to offer, but I’ll deal with Jackson later.
T doesn’t say anything at first, his eyes calculating me, sizing me up, trying to figure out if I’ll deliver on my promise. I’m not messing around. I’m a man of my word and I’ll come through.
“I give you what you want, this doesn’t come back on us.” It’s not a question but a thinly veiled threat.
“You think I give a fuck what happens to you? I don’t. But you give me what I want, I’ll make sure when heads roll, this shit doesn’t come back on you,” I promise. By the time we’re done with these sick fucks, the Warriors will be the least of their concern.
“Do we have a deal?” I push, needing to move this shit along. “I got a wedding to attend.”
“You getting hitched to the little piece you’re messed up about?” the little punk, Danger, calls out.
“You don’t even fucking look at me, cunt.” I point back to him but keep my eyes on T. I don’t give a fuck if I’m in their house, the little fucker will see the full effects of my rage if he even speaks Bell’s name.
“Name,” I urge T, needing to the get fuck out of here.
“Axle David.” My skin crawls as the name registers.
“Where?”
“Arizona. Not gonna lie, getting her out…it’s not going to be easy.”
I nod and stand. He might believe that, but my options aren’t exhausted.
“You call your marker to me,” I remind him as I make my way to the door. He doesn’t reply. Even if he did, I wouldn’t respond. We both got what we needed.
Now I had work to do.
I needed Jay in on this.
Thirty-Eight BELL
“Are you ready yet, Holly?” Kadence claps her hands together growing impatient.
“Quit rushing me. I have some serious props to get through here,” Holly calls back, not one to be rushed.
“Like I said, payback’s a bitch,” Kadence nudges me with a whisper.
“This view is amazing.” I move toward the window and look down at the Bellagio fountain as it lights up, dancing in time with a classical number.
“Have you ever been here?” Kadence comes forward and hands me a glass of wine. I stop myself from pushing it away, and accept it with a smile.
“No, first time.” I raise my glass then take a sip. Citrus and a hint of pear ignite my taste buds, and I relax into the taste.
“Come on, ladies, we’re going to be late!” Kadence yells out, still waiting on the other three.
“Okay, I’m ready!” Kelly shouts out this time before walking out of the bedroom with Lissy on her tail.
“Oh, my gosh, Kelly, look at you.” I move toward the glass table that sits in the middle of the room as I place my glass down to get a better look at her.
“Thanks?” She twirls on the spot and her black dress shimmers under the penthouse suite lights. Her blonde hair sits in curls past her shoulders and her makeup has been applied flawlessly. Lissy worked her magic on her and she looks absolutely amazing.
“Umm, I feel so underdressed.” I look down at my basic little black dress that sits a little shorter than I’m comfortable with and contemplate heading back next door to my suite and changing.
“No, you look hot.” Lissy scowls, but I’m not convinced. The whole weekend still feels wrong. When Holly originally invited me to her bachelorette party months ago, Jesse and I were still together. Now that we are no longer seeing each other I didn’t feel right coming with everything still between us. The last thing I wanted was to make anyone uncomfortable.
“Girl, you’re looking fine. What are you talking about?” Kadence asks, pulling me out of my thoughts as she pours Kelly her own glass of wine. Shaking my insecurities off, I shrug and let it go. It’s not like I have anything else here to wear.
“Yeah, you’re looking amazing, Bell. What’s this glow you have going on?” Holly steps out from the master bedroom wearing white from head to toe. The short white dress she showed us earlier hugs her body in the best sort of way. You wouldn’t even believe she had a baby only six months ago. A cheap plastic veil sits over her blonde hair letting everyone know what we’re here for tonight.
