Wrath (Heartlands Motorcycle Club #7) - Dani Wyatt Page 0,29
deeper. I’m all about fantasies, what goes on between consenting adults, but he takes it a little far.
“Hmmm? What do you think?” I tip the screen toward Kristina’s father, who looks for a second, then looks away. “Yeah. I don’t think the big wigs up at Baptist central are going to think you’re pastor material. So, here’s what we’re going to do. You,” I point to her father, “are going to stop fucking talking about Kristina marrying this fuck. Second, you—” My finger goes into junior’s chest. “You are going to resign and find yourself a new state to live in. Like tomorrow.”
“This is bullshit. I’ll have you all arrested. The sheriff is just waiting. You started that fire...”
“Uh, step down.” It’s Jaxon this time who chimes in. “See, I know our little place across the street may look like a little dive biker shit joint to you. But, we like people to think that way. We’ve got cameras all around our place. And two of them...” He pauses on a smile. “Are pointed right here at your lovely white church. And you know what we recorded the evening of the fire?”
Jaxon looks at all the guys, and then at Leonard, and settles on junior, leaning in to whisper. “Yeah, you. Dressed like some Halloween ninja, in the front door, out the back. And then you know what happened?”
Jaxon nods at me and I tap my phone again, bringing up the next video and hold it up to his face.
“Vivienne and Mona both saw you about a half hour later. You came in dressed in all black. See? They even have it on video, time stamped when you came in their place. Then, your alarm goes off and you have to leave about a half hour before you barged into the church, ready to ‘save’ the day. Only, I beat you there, you know why?”
“I’m not saying anything.”
“Good, because your fucking voice is irritating as hell. But I beat you because I fucking love her. I was there for her. I watch out for her. I don’t put her in fucking danger just to serve myself. You tried to set me up because I happened to be here at the right time, but that wasn’t your original plan, was it junior?” I shake my head. “No, you disabled the alarm, hoping the place would burn. You’d get a brand new church, Daddy here would be out and you step in and save the day. Such a hero.”
“What now boss?” Gage is getting anxious, and we need to move this party forward.
“You get your shit and get out of town. Got it?”
Junior looks around but rolls his eyes and nods.
“Good. Why don’t you guys escort him out. Make sure he gets home and gets packing. Makes some arrangements. Encourage him if necessary.”
“Got it.” Gage nods and they point junior down the hall, following him out the front door and I’m left with Kristina’s father.
“This is going to be simple.” I step back, giving him some respect. “I love your daughter. I may not be the white collar type but I’ll make her happy or I’ll die trying. So, I need you to come with me. Across the street. You’re going to apologize to her, then you’re going to give us your blessing. Because I’m going to ask her to marry me and I want her to look in your eyes, and you tell her if it’s what makes her happy, it’s what makes you happy. We good?”
I march him across the street and into the bar. All the girls turn around and a few of the other guys that are there, and I see the surprised looks. But it’s Kristina I’m focused on.
“Dad?” She looks from him to me. “Henry...” She starts, and I hear the laughter from the others in the bar, but I don’t care. “What are you doing with my father?”
“You’ll see.” I step forward, taking my woman by the back of the neck and tipping her head so she’s looking up at me, then I put my other hand on her ass and squeeze. “Who do you belong to?” I ask and her eyes go wide, she’s trying to look at her father but I focus her back to me. “I asked you a question. Your father has nothing to do with it. Who do you belong to?”
I see her throat move as she swallows and I also take note that her nipples go hard and nearly