Angel Unseen: An Unseen MC Novel by J Bree

Author:J Bree [Bree, J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-09-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

Tomi

You know what’s worse than fucking flinching?

I’m not. I’m really not yours.

Fuck, I was this fucking close to opening the fuck up and telling her about everything. Telling her about the curse, about the way she fucking owns me, the ways that hearing her voice down that phone all thready and terrified had me ready to fucking spill blood in her name for the rest of my goddamned life.

I’m fucked.

And she laid there, panting and sweaty and fucking stunning, and as good as told me she didn’t fucking want me beyond a good fuck.

Okay, a fucking great fuck.

The second she leaves, I throw my clothes back on and make it my fucking mission to get blackout drunk. I should have a shower to get the honey-scent of her off of me but, like I said, she’s got me fucked in the head so when I wake up in my bed the following afternoon I can still smell her on my skin and my sheets.

I lay there and fucking stew in it.

I hate her.

I want her.

I want to hate her so much more than I do but instead I’m laying here fucking worried about her.

Finally I get my bitch-ass up and take a shower, shave while I try not to look at my bloodshot eyes too much, and get dressed.

When I leave my room, I find King in the chapel with the door wide open. I hesitate for about a half second but the whole fucking deal of being a man is owning your bullshit.

“You got a minute, Prez?”

He glances up at me and nods with a frown. I step into the room but I don’t close the door. I’ll keep my voice down but I don’t want anyone getting suspicious about our conversation.

It’s not about the fucking rat.

“It’s about the shooting at the bar. I’ve been thinking about it and I need to triple the security at The Boulevard."

King nods and leans back in his chair. "You think they'll hit there next?"

I shrug and pause for about a half second before I answer him honestly. Owning my fucking bullshit. "I don't wanna talk about it with Keely or Hawk yet but... I was 'struck. Angel is working down there and while there's even a fucking chance that she could get caught up in this... I'd just rather there's extra eyes. It makes sense that if they've hit the bar and the shipments it's only a matter of time before they go after the garage and the titty bar. Rue will keep shit on lockdown at the garage and I'll get over to The Boulevard when I can but right now, I've got to be where the club needs me and that isn’t always with her.”

He stares at me for a half second and then says, "A stripper? You've been 'struck by a stripper?"

I huff out a breath. "Yup. The curse strikes again, there's no fucking chance of this ending well but I'll be goddamned if I can't stop looking out for her.

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