Chapter 2

 

My head’s a mess. This last run has my nuts all bunched up. Who the hell would do that to their president? It bewilders me that anyone would even do that at all.

“You ok? You look off,” Dragon asks, sitting next to me smoking a joint.

“I’m good. Just wonderin’ about that other shit. It pisses me off.” I grumble.  Passing me the joint, he nods.

“Yeah, that’s some shit. Ain’t heard nothin’ either.” I take a puff before passing it back.

“I wanna go look at a few more places. I think there’s a new setup down off the old Lincoln bridge. Heard a few guys talkin’ a while back.” I suggest. Dragon doesn’t say anything. He leans forward, blowing out a breath.

“We’ll get some of the guys out there with you. Ghost is itchin’ to get out of here anyway.” Dragon says chuckling. I know how Ghost is. He has been so impatient lately. I don’t know what the hell has gotten into that man.

“Yeah, that motherfucker’s stir crazy these days.” Dragon grunts, knowing I’m right.

My eyes find Angel, just like always. She’s walking past us on her way to the pool.

“You hit that yet?” Dragon says as I catch his gaze before shaking my head.

“No. What the hell is it with all of you and her?” I ask in seriousness. Dragon laughs, throwing his head back.

“Have you not noticed the way you look at her? Ain’t none of the brothers touched her since they noticed you lookin’.” He laughs before I shove out of the chair. I look over at him and say, “Don’t let me stop you.” In all honesty, that sent a burst of something straight to my chest. I felt my stomach tremble. Knowing no one has bothered her does something to me. I don’t know what I’m supposed to do, though. She is what she is. I walk toward the doors when I hear her call me. It’s like music to my fucked up ears, too.

“Devil! Wait a second.” I don’t turn to look at her. However, I stop walking. Angel comes to stand in front of me, a smile plastered to her face.

“I need a favor.” She smiles. A favor? I would do anything for that girl.

“What’s goin’ on?” I ask. Angel chews her lip for a second before I reach up, pulling it free with my thumb. Her breath catches in her throat.

“I… uh…”  She stutters. The small smile that pulls across my face must shock her. Shit, I didn’t know she would react to me like that.

“What’s wrong, Angel? Real men, scare you?” I ask her.  Her eyes twinkle in the light as she watches me. I love it–I love that look on her.

“What did you need?” I ask again with a hint of amusement in my voice.  She’s visibly shaken by my close proximity and I am loving every second of it.

“Oh, I… um… I need a ride. No one else wants to take me.” The words finally come out of her sweet lips. She needs a ride?

“I can do that. Come get me when you’re ready.” I tell her releasing her face and walking past her.  My heart slams in my chest.

“Jesus, Christ.” I mumble under my breath. 

***

The air is only slightly cooler for this time of year. Angel wanted to go shopping for a few birthday gifts for Aria, Roc’s old lady.

I don’t know why none of the other guys would take her. Any other time, they’re up her ass. Dragon’s words linger in the back of my mind nonetheless. No one has bothered with her, since they all think I want her. I do want her. I can’t deny that. She’s beautiful. She always captures my attention, but I don’t think going after someone that has been a club whore for so long, is such a good idea. Other thoughts linger in my head right now anyway. I look out of place. Hell, I am out of place.  Walking around a mall? Not my idea of a good time, but Angel is grinning from ear-to-ear. She’s beaming with happiness.

“What else should I get her?” She asks, glancing over at me.

“Fuck if I know. I thought you two didn’t get along?” I ask her. Angel shrugs before she speaks.

“We’ve kind of gotten over the past shit. She’s not as bad as I thought she was.” She says. Angel smiles, and my heart flops around in my chest. I don’t know why this girl makes me feel like this.

“It’s not weird bein’ friends with the old ladies?” I have to ask the obvious. Angel looks over, her smile falling. I hate that I just said that, but I am who I am.

“Not really. I mean, if they want to make it weird they will, but I mostly stay to myself. I don’t try to get in the middle of them,” She states. Which makes me wonder why?

I’ve seen club whores come and go. They move in as fast as they move out, but Angel has always been different. She won’t go after any of the guys knowing they already have someone. Most girls don’t give a shit.

“It’s admirable.” I say.  Her eyes jerk to mine in surprise. Surprised that I can actually say something nice?

“Thanks, Devil. I may be a lot of things–but I’m not into ruining relationships.” Angel looks away before picking up something sexy as hell in her hands.

“This is cute.” She’s talking mostly to herself, but damn! I can picture her wearing that little bra and panty set. Looking too hard, I have to adjust my dick in my jeans. That shit’s getting painful.

“I think that’d look better on you,” I whisper. I made sure to step closer to her. Breathing, just a slight breadth away from her ear. Her body ignites in bumps that only serve to make me harder by the second. 

“What’s the deal with you and Aria anyway?” I ask again. I’m genuinely curious about those two. Angel walks next to me as I carry her bags.

“We talked. She knows what I’m there for. I just explained to her that I didn’t want Roc. It was a mutual understanding I guess. Aria gets me. She’s nice to me, even after knowing that Roc and I had slept together. It’s weird, though.” Fuck, I hate hearing those words leave her mouth. I don’t want anyone else fucking her. I want to be the one fucking her.

“What’s weird?”  I ask. Her smile is brighter than normal. I can’t help but stare at her.

“Aria seems to understand me. She doesn’t look at me like a club whore. She’s actually being nice to me. We’ve talked, a lot. She doesn’t judge me like most people do. It’s nice having someone like that. Having a friend,” She says in honesty. Shit, that slams into me like a train. She doesn’t have friends. I know for a fact that she doesn’t, because even Amber doesn’t like her much and she’s the biggest club whore around.

“It’s hard to find people that get you. When you do, you need to hold onto that.” I speak the truth. Angel turns to me with a smile that melts my insides. Damn, I wish shit was different for us.

“I plan on it. Aria is great.” Nodding, I think I have to agree on that one. As much time as I spent with her when Roc left, I know what kind of heart she has.

“So, you have this party all planned out?” I change the subject. The way she lights up, it’s fucking beautiful.

“I hope so! Dragon has mostly done  everything. I was just in charge of the gifts and decorations. I don’t know if Aria likes a lot of stuff or not. I’m just going with it.” We walk a little more while Angel looks at every store.

“I think she’ll be happy with whatever you do. It’s really great of you to do that for her.” I say. Angel stops and turns to me.

“Like I said, she’s a great person. She’s one of few that don’t treat me like shit so I wanted to do something nice for her, too.” Her eyes burn straight into my soul. I don’t know how the fuck to control myself. My hand comes up, cupping her face. This is a bad idea. I keep repeating that in my head but when Angel licks her lips, I almost cum in my fucking jeans.

“Of everyone I know you have to be the best person. I’ve always known that, Angel.” Her gasp surprises me.

I let my hand fall before turning to walk again.