It’s better for everyone if that shit stays between us. It’s… it’s kind of a life or death thing. Just forget it.”
Weird.
Does he have a thing for her?
Ugh, I don’t have time to think about his love life beyond not wanting to be a part of it.
I nod and he opens the door, ushering me in before him. There’s a flash and I duck at just the right time to miss the calculator being thrown at us both but he doesn’t see it coming.
It bounces off of his chest like it’s nothing.
“Holy shit, I’m sorry! I was expecting it to be Reece comin’ in here being an asshole! Fuck, are you okay?”
I straighten up and on reflex jab Speck in the ribs for laughing so hard at the shriek that just tore out of me. “It’s fine! Totally fine, I’m here to help with your homework.”
I step into the room and scowl over my shoulder at Speck where he’s still freaking cackling. The office is way messier than the last time I saw it, piles and piles of bookwork and invoices littering every surface. The girl is set up on the desk on top of it all, sitting in Tomi’s chair with her chin propped up on her fist and scowling.
She’s as cute as fuck.
“Angel, meet Posey. Flower child, meet Angel. She’s our new girl, the money-maker.”
I huff at him and take a seat, the same one I was in when I was last in here, and then I smile at Posey. She gives me a grin and says, “I go by Poe. There’s no way a hot piece of ass like you knows something as boring as fucking geometry. No way. I need Tomi’s grumpy ass to come teach me.”
I snort, slapping a hand over my mouth and glancing behind me like he’s got the place bugged and will burst in here. Speck roars with laughter and slouches into the chair by the door.
“Angel goes to college during the day, she’s probably smarter than Tomi.”
I shrug. “I wouldn’t say that. I’m good with numbers though, gimme a look at what’s giving you trouble.”
She sighs dramatically and pushes a workbook over to me. It’s all stuff I can do and even with a quick glance at it I can see she’s gotten it all wrong so far. When I tell her that, she throws herself back in the chair dramatically.
“Fuck this! Seriously, why was I cursed with a low fucking IQ. You know my sister is a certified genius, right Speck? Went to the best school in the fucking country on a scholarship, she’s a fucking genius and I’m over here in this little podunk town like an inbred fucking hick.”
Speck chuckles at her dramatics again, and her eyes narrow at him. “Why the fuck are you laughing? You’re not any fucking smarter, you barely fucking graduated.”
He shrugs. “I don’t need to be a genius, I just gotta win fights.” He looks over at me, batting his eyelashes. “I do win them, by the way. I win ‘em all thanks to growing up a Callaghan. Rue made sure of that.”
I shrug again. “I’m sure you do.”
Poe scoffs. “Stop fucking flirting, I don’t need to know about whose ass you’re chasing.”
I cringe and grab a spare piece of paper to start working out equations for her, writing out exactly how I’m doing it so she can refer back to it later, and I try to block them both out.
It hurts me a little to know that they all think I’m climbing into bed with the bikers here. To have them all think about me that way… not that there’s anything wrong with that, I guess, it’s just not something I want.
Poe seems really sweet.
“Don’t talk about Angel like that, Graves. She’s not interested in my dumb ass or anyone else so don’t treat her like that.”
I blush a little at the scorn in Speck’s voice. His phone starts ringing and he steps out of the room to answer it.
Poe clears her throat and says, “Sorry if that was rude. I’m just… used to the guys coming here to pick a girl out for the night.”
I shrug and check my watch, I still have ten minutes left. “It’s fine. I’m just here to do a job. I don’t want to start anything with anyone.”
I glance up to see Poe chewing on her lip. Speck steps back in with a little frown right as she says, “Most girls are drooling over the likes