The door swings open again and Mav stumbles through, kicking my chair like a fucking child as he passes before collapsing in one of the extra chairs lining the far wall.
I refuse to lower my gaze, totally a dumb move, but I know I’m not in the wrong. They might kill me for the sake of this guy’s pride but… I think I can accept that. He’s still bleeding, the blood trickling out of his nose at a steady pace, but he doesn’t try to clean himself up or staunch it in any way. It’s probably a macho biker thing. Jesus, could I have possibly picked a worse guy to punch?
The door opens and in walks another biker. He’s huge, tattooed, a nose ring, and piercing blue eyes. Ridiculously hot, like even my broken self kinda wants to pant after him, but also he’s clearly the type of dangerous that lands you in a shallow grave.
Yup, apparently I could’ve picked a worse guy and here he is, ready to murder me for attacking one of his brothers.
Diamond trots in after him, shaking her ass, and Jesus, where did her clothes go? A minute ago she had a corset and a thong on and now here she is, stark freaking naked. She sits down next to me, leaning towards me and I try to control my flinch away from her.
“You’re so fucked,” Diamond snickers under her breath at me, batting her lashes at the new guy. “Tomi, I’m so sorry for calling you down here for the new girl. I hope you weren’t busy.”
The guy, Tomi, smirks at her, all sex and innuendo, and I try not to gag. Anyone who likes Diamond’s charms must be a total idiot.
He doesn’t look my way at all, just surveys the other guy and takes a seat behind the table, rolling his shoulders out and blowing out a breath. I can see him getting ready to start a whole speech on exactly how fucked I am.
Then he looks up at me and he flinches.
The blood drains out of his face but he doesn’t say a word.
Complete freaking silence.
I frown at him, no freaking clue why he’s acting like this and Diamond looks just as confused.
“Is there something wrong?”
His eyes flash over to hers. “How long has she been here?”
Diamond shrugs. “A few weeks? I told you I was hiring someone I didn’t want to but you sided with Speck, remember?”
Tomi leans back in his chair but he still has the look on his face like he’s been stabbed in the gut. I keep my mouth firmly shut.
Mav gets pissed off and starts running his mouth. “Who gives a fuck how long she’s been here, she’s a fucking deranged cunt! Broke my fucking nose, the dirty little bitch. Should bury her or at the very least kick her ass outta here.”
Speck scoffs from the door and Tomi sends him a dark look. “You got something to add to this little story?”
The man I’m starting to think of as a friend steps forward and smirks at Tomi. “As a matter of fact, I do. Mav grabbed Angel by the throat after she told him she wouldn’t be servicing his shriveled up shrimp dick. My words, not hers. She was a fucking lady about it. But, the way I see it, the girls here are club property and this asshole was tryna damage the biggest fucking money earner we’ve got. Self defense isn’t a fucking attack and Mav’s just being a little fucking bitch.”
I swallow hard. I know he’s trying to help but I feel like he’s just made the entire situation worse.
Mav raises bloodshot eyes and snarls, “You worthless piece of shit, you don’t get to tell me what’s right for this club! You ain’t even in it!”
Tomi stares at me like he wants to set fire to my corpse. I try not to squirm under that dark glare of his but after a beat too long he turns his eyes up to Speck’s. Something passes between them, some sort of telepathic conversation, and then Tomi finally speaks.
“Speck isn’t patched in but he’s still a Callaghan and he was put in charge of watching the girls here. If he says don’t touch her, then you don’t fucking touch her.”
“Siding with your fucking blood, fucking typical egotistical—”
“Finish that fucking sentence, Maverick. Finish it and it’ll be the last words you speak because Speck might not