Forever (Lost Souls MC #1) - Blue Saffire Page 0,43
one of the guys asks, I think he said his name was Rock.
I nod and nibble at the sandwich Anthony insisted he pay for at the truck. I wipe at my mouth and sip my soda. With a swallow, I give a real reply, since everyone seems to be looking for me to elaborate.
“Yes, I’m an intern for the summer.”
“I’d love to have an intern following me that looks like you,” one of the other guys says. I can’t remember his name.
“I’d watch that,” Texas, a guy I recognize as a Lost Soul, cautions. “That’s Prez’s little sister.”
The guy who made the comment and the two who asked me out look like they’re about to lose their lunch. I almost laugh at the look of horror in their expressions. I guess they heard enough about my brother.
“Damn, I still wouldn’t mind climbing that family tree,” Anthony murmurs next to me.
The growl that rumbles through my back nearly has me jumping in the air. I turn to look over my shoulder to find Owen is standing at my back, looking down on Anthony with rage in his eyes. I go to touch his chest to calm him but think better of it.
“Brick, the guys were only joking,” I squawk.
“It’s sounds like sexual harassment and it won’t be happening on my worksites. If I hear it again, the mouth it comes from will be out of a job,” Owen seethes.
“I… I meant no harm, boss,” Anthony stutters.
“The fuck you didn’t,” Owen growls out. “Eva, let’s go.”
“I didn’t finish my lunch. I don’t want to waste Anthony’s money,” I say stupidly, wincing as soon as the words are out of my mouth.
“He paid for your lunch,” Owen says tightly.
Owen’s face burns red and his ears turn purple. Oh, shit, I know that look and it isn’t good. He’s about to go DEFCON. I chide myself for my stupid mouth and get up from the plank I’d been sitting on with the rest of the guys.
“I’m ready,” I say as I move toward where the cars are parked.
I chance a look over my shoulder, hoping Owen is right behind me. He’s not, instead he has a hand on Anthony’s shoulder as he whispers something in his ear. Anthony’s face has gone white as a sheet.
My mouth falls open and I stop right in my tracks. I turn, wringing my hands and look around for King. I’m not sure if he has left. When my gaze lands back on Owen, he’s stalking toward me with fire in his eyes.
When he reaches me, he clasps my wrist and pulls me along to King’s bike. I wrinkle my brows as Owen hands me a helmet. My brother is so picky about anyone touching his bike.
Honestly, Sal and Brick are the only people I’ve ever seen ride it other than King. Reap is the only one he lets work on it other than himself. So, to see Owen straddle it has my mind racing.
“Let’s go, Eva,” he barks.
I know he’s extremely pissed, so I bite my tongue, place the helmet on my head, and climb on the bike behind him. I squeeze my thighs against him and tighten my arms around his taut waist.
Some of the tension seems to leave his body as he places a hand over mine and takes off. I’m not sure what’s in store for us when we get to wherever we’re going, but I can tell it’s going to be intense.
Owen
“Son of a bitch,” I say under my helmet as I push King’s bike and try not to acknowledge Eva’s hold on me.
I can’t do this shit. Eva is my woman, but I had to watch as my workers drooled over her for hours. I had my eyes on Eva the entire time King laid his shit on me. I should be optimistic after my talk with King, but this shit has only gotten worse.
King’s ass isn’t going to handle this well. He’ll get over it, but he isn’t going to like it at all when he finds out. His current situation and the turmoil over it is going to set this whole thing on fire.
However, each time I watched one of my guys glance at Eva’s ass, I almost pulled the Band-Aid off and told him. If for no other reason than to be able to stake my claim publicly. Just to let them all know to keep their fucking eyes off my woman.