CHAPTER TWO
Ice
“PLEASE, MAN. I’M begging you to take her back for me. I can’t stand another minute with that woman,” I begged Chance. “Sorry, man. You dragged her into this, you can take her home.” “She hates me.” “No woman hates you,” he laughed. “She probably has the hots for you, but doesn’t want you to know it.” “No, I’m pretty sure if she could put a bullet in me, she would.” “Look, just drop her off and have a nice day. It’s only one more day,” he said, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. I glared at him and he held up his hands as he took a step back. “See you back at home,” he grinned as he walked away. I ran my hand down my face and sighed as I walked back into the safe house. I was the last one here with Jules and Lindsey. At least he hadn’t abandoned me. Everyone else had left earlier in the day and I had spent the whole day trying to convince other people to take her back to her small, podunk town. Everyone had shot me down flat. I was pretty sure it was some kind of conspiracy to get the two of us together. What they didn’t understand was that she hated me. Like, way more than any person could hate another. One look from her and I felt like I was being burned in hell. “Let’s get on the road,” I said to Jules as I walked inside. The princess was still wandering around the house somewhere, probably avoiding me. I couldn’t blame her. I hadn’t exactly been nice to her, but she pissed me off when she refused to listen to me. And if I was being honest, I was pissed that she immediately didn’t like me. Women always liked me and I needed to know what it was about me that instantly made me unlikeable. “Lindsey!” I shouted. “We’re leaving. Get your ass down here in two shakes if you don’t want to be left behind.” “Wow, such a gentleman,” she said from behind me. “I was already outside waiting for you. In fact, I’ve been waiting all morning as you tried to pawn me off on other people.” She crossed her arms over her chest and it pushed her breasts up, making me want to strip her naked and fuck her beautiful tits. I growled to cover the moan that almost slipped out. Fuck, I wanted that woman. I stormed outside and climbed into the driver’s seat, determined to get her back to her small town and drop her ass off before my dick fell off from straining against my zipper. We drove back with hardly any commentary on Lindsey’s part, which I was extremely grateful for. Jules kept trying to drag her into more conversation, but luckily, she seemed all out of things to say. When we pulled up to her B&B later that night, I knew she was fucked. Nothing was left standing. Whoever went looking for the Blood Devils' missing guys must have seen the bullets in the building and decided to get rid of all the evidence. Lindsey stumbled from the SUV and stood staring at the wreckage of her home. “Oh my God,” she whispered. “What am I going to do now?” “Do you have any family you can go stay with?” Jules asked, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. She shook her head and sniffled. “No. My parents died when I was little and my grandmother died last year. This house was her last gift to me.” Shit. Now I felt like a total asshole. “Look,” I said, taking off my ball cap and running my fingers through my short hair. “I’m really sorry about all of this. Why don’t you come back with us? You can stay with me until you figure out your next move.” Her shoulders shook and Jules jerked his head at me to come closer. I placed my hand gingerly on her shoulder and gave a light squeeze. “There, there. It’ll be okay.” I patted her shoulder like I had a fucking clue how to comfort a crying woman. Usually I ran in the other direction. A snort followed by a laugh burst out of her mouth and I looked at her funny. This woman had a hell of a way of processing her emotions. She wiped at her face and spun around laughing at me. I took a step back, not sure what to think about this change of events. “Gotcha.” She laughed again and covered her mouth as she continued to giggle. “You really believed all that?” “All what?” “All that bullshit about my parents and my grandmother leaving me this house. I mean, my grandmother did die last year, but this wasn’t her house.” “What the fuck is wrong with you? Why would you pull shit like that? Do you know how fucked up that is?” “I’m sorry, but it was hilarious. I only wish I could have seen your face.” I looked at Jules who just shrugged. I stormed away from her, pissed that I had been trying to be nice and she was messing with me. “Hey, come on.” She ran up behind me, still fucking laughing. “Don’t be like that.” “Like what? Pissed because I was trying to be nice and you made a joke out of it?” “Well, you kind of deserved it. I mean, first of all, you dragged me out of my house and now it and my source of income has gone up in flames. Second, if that was you trying to be nice, I feel really sorry for any woman you’ve ever had contact with. That was a really sad attempt at feeling actual emotions.” “Is this some game to you? Because what happened affected people’s lives and you’re acting like it’s fucking hilarious.” “I know it affected people.” She swiped a hand behind herself, pointing at her burnt house. “Do you see my house? Excuse me for trying to lighten the mood and not break down in a complete mess.” She turned around and walked back to the house, stepping into the wreckage and looking around. I watched as she started digging through burnt pieces of the building and shoving shit around. “What are you doing?” I shouted. “Are you trying to get fucking hurt?” She didn’t answer, just kept digging. I stomped over to her and grabbed onto her arm. “You’re gonna get hurt if you keep shoving shit around. This building isn’t stable.” “I’m looking for something.” I rolled my eyes skyward and prayed for the patience to deal with this woman. “What are you looking for?” “My fire-proof box. It had all my important documents.” I helped her dig through the rubble, mostly because I wanted to get on the road, but partly because I didn’t want to give her one more reason to hate me. Her burnt house falling on her would probably be a reason to hate me. When I found it and pulled it out, she quickly yanked it from my arms and glared at me. “Thanks. You can leave now.” “Excuse me? Are you fucking dismissing me?” “Yes. Goodbye.” She turned to leave, but I grabbed onto her arm. “And just where the hell are you going to go?” “Well, considering that I don’t have a place to sleep, I guess I’ll go stay at the hotel in town.” “I already told you that you could come back with me.” “And deal with your grumpy ass? No thank you.” “Do you even have any fucking money? Your whole house is burned to the ground. Are you going to spend every last penny just so that you don’t have to be near me?” “The thought has crossed my mind,” she said testily. “You know what? I don’t give a fuck. Stay here for all I care. I was trying to do something nice for you, but obviously you don’t want my help.” “You’re right. I don’t.” She turned and walked away, so I stormed off to my truck, getting in and turning the key to leave. Jules just barely got inside before I was taking off down the road. “You’re not really leaving her here, are you?” “What do you want me to do? She just said she didn’t want my fucking help.” “Well, yeah, but she’s pissed right now. She just lost everything. Give her a chance to calm down before you totally write her off.” I looked in my rearview mirror at her trudging down the country road toward town and sighed. I didn’t want to go back for her. I didn’t want to try and help someone who obviously didn’t want my help. I just wanted to get home and fix whatever shit had happened to my house. “Dude, seriously. Turn the fuck around,” Jules snapped. I pulled a three point turn in the middle of the road and drove back, pulling up alongside her. “Will you get in the fucking truck?” “No,” she said as she continued to walk down the road, completely ignoring me. “Lady-” “Lindsey. My name is Lindsey. You’re Ice and he’s Jules. I can remember your name. Why can’t you remember mine?” “I do remember your name,” I snapped. “So, you were just being an asshole.” I continued to drive slowly beside her all the way into town as she ignored me and pretended I wasn’t there. “Are you really going to be this childish?” She didn’t answer. “How are you planning on paying for a hotel room when all your money is gone?” Still no answer. “Or maybe you were planning on trading sexual favors.” She stopped in her tracks and stood staring straight ahead for a minute before continuing her walk. Apparently, there wasn’t much I could say that would deter her. When we got to the hotel in town, Jules and I followed her inside and stood in the lobby as she tried to get a room. The woman at the front desk was looking at her with disdain. “I don’t have any money. My bed and breakfast was burned to the ground along with all of my belongings. I don’t have anything. Could you give me a room for just a few nights?” “I’m sorry, ma’am, but if you can’t pay, we can’t give you a room,” the woman said in a snooty tone. “Don’t give me that crap, Bethany. I’ve known you since you were a little shit that showed off her hoo hoo to all the boys in school. You know what happened to my business. Whatever happened to the town looking out for each other?” “We do look out for our own. That doesn’t include the town whore,” she sneered. “You know, if you keep looking at people that way, the botox is gonna freeze your face like that.” Lindsey glared at the woman before grabbing her box and storming out of the hotel. Jules and I watched as the woman behind the counter pulled out a compact and started poking at her cheeks and pouting her lips. “Why would she want to stay in a town like this?” I asked Jules as we headed outside. “Beats me. It’s definitely not Mayberry.” “Where did she run off to now?” I asked, looking around. “Over there,” Jules slapped my arm and pointed to the bank. We followed her over to the bank and waited outside as she had what I was assuming was yet another uncomfortable conversation with the loan officer. When she came storming out and headed for the diner, we followed her over there. “Are we going to follow her to every place in town?” Jules asked. “You’re the one that insisted I didn’t leave her behind. I was fine with letting her walk away.” “Look, just do your Ice thing, tell her she’s coming with us, throw her over your shoulder, and let’s get the fuck out of here. I’d like to get home by tomorrow. We already wasted half the day.” “There’s no way she’s going to come with me if I try and do my Ice thing,” I said incredulously. “Have you heard the woman? She hates me.” “She’s also desperate and doesn’t want to be told what to do, but she doesn’t have any other options.” I stormed into the diner, just in time to hear the waitress yelling at Lindsey. “Get your skank ass out of here. Nobody wants you in this town, you homewrecker!” Then she proceeded to pour ice water down the front of Lindsey’s shirt. I saw the moment it was going to happen and I swear I tried, but that little she-Devil was fucking fast. Lindsey grabbed the pie plate on the table next to her and slammed blueberry pie all over the waitress' face. “Oh shit,” I muttered. I rushed forward, grabbed Lindsey around the waist, and threw her over my shoulder. “Put me down you man-ape!” She started hitting me in the back with her box as I rushed out of the diner with her. Jules was close behind, rushing to the truck to get the door open for me. I tossed him the keys and he quickly opened the back door. Based on the mob of angry people running out of the diner, we only had moments to get in the truck and hightail it out of there. “Toss her in the back and let’s get the fuck out of here!” Jules shouted. He ran around to the driver’s side and jumped in, revving the engine and slamming it into gear as I slammed the door behind Lindsey and I. She shoved away from me to get to the other door to get out, but when she saw the people running at us, she backed up against me as if they would break down the door to get in. “Seems you have quite the group of admirers,” Jules said as he drove out of town. “They’re all a bunch of judgmental assholes,” she muttered. “So, why would you choose to stay here when I offered you a room at my place?” “Better to be with people that hate you for a reason,” she glared at me. “I don’t hate you. I just wish you would fucking listen.” “Tell me,” she said, crossing her arms over her chest, pushing her breasts up. My eyes were glued to her chest. Her shirt was soaked and she must have been wearing a thin bra because I could see her perky nipples poking through. “Hey, eyes up here!” I looked up and narrowed my eyes at her. The woman was so damn frustrating. “As I was saying before you started staring at my chest, if someone started ordering you around, would you just listen to them?” “If it made fucking sense? Yeah.” “I don’t see you as the type of man that would take orders from just anyone and I still don’t know anything about you.” “Look, you saw what happened to your house. I’m just trying to protect you!” “Do you have any sisters?” she asked. “What in the hell does that have to do with anything?” “If you had a sister and she was in my position, would you be happy if she just took off with a group of men that were carrying guns and were in some kind of war?” You could hear a fucking pin drop in the truck for how quiet it got. She was fucking right. I would hate it if my sisters were in a situation like this. “Fine, you have a point. I wouldn’t want my sisters going off with strangers either. But I swear to you that we’re good guys and we wouldn’t do anything to hurt you. If you come back with us, we’ll make sure you’re taken care of until you can get back on your feet. It’s the least I can do.” “You’re not going to lock me in a dungeon and keep me as your sex slave?” she asked warily. I snorted and shook my head. “Lady, with your mouth, the only thing I’d be using on you is a ball gag.”
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After dropping Jules off at his house, I headed back to my own to check out the damages. It was fucking trashed. I just had a small, one bedroom cabin out in the middle of nowhere. It was nothing special, but I didn’t need much. Since I had no plans of ever getting married or having kids, I never cared about the size of my house. But now that I was bringing Lindsey home with me, I was wondering where the hell I was going to have her stay. Which stopped me dead in my tracks. “What? What’s wrong?” Lindsey asked from behind me. “Uh…there’s one slight problem.” “Is your house ruined?” “Well, sort of, but that’s not the problem. I only have one bedroom.” When I turned around to look at her, she had a stupefied look on her face and was just staring at me. “Could you repeat that?” “I only have one bedroom.” She continued to stare at me, but the more time passed, the more anger took over her features. “Then why the hell did you tell me I could come stay with you?” “I wasn’t really thinking about it at the time. I just felt bad and then every place you went, people treated you like shit. What was I supposed to do?” “You could have at least told me. You’re going to have to take me into town to get a hotel room.” I groaned as I threw back my head. “I’ve been driving all fucking day. I want to go to sleep and it’s too fucking late to check you into a hotel. You can just share the bed with me.” She laughed at me. “Do you honestly think I’m going to get into a bed with you? How do I know it’s even sanitary? There’s probably woman cooties everywhere.” “Woman cooties?” Did this woman really think so little of me? Now that I thought back, I couldn’t really remember the last time that I had washed my sheets, but I tried to do it on a regular basis. Sometimes that meant once a month, but that was still regular. “You probably have a different woman in your bed every night, so it wouldn’t surprise me if there are venereal diseases floating all around this house.” “I’m pretty sure that you can’t just catch a venereal disease like you would a cold.” She glared at me and crossed her arms over her chest. “I’ll sleep on the couch.” “Fine,” I muttered as I turned on the living room light. We both stared at the couch. I was pretty sure she wasn’t going to want to sleep on it now that it was shot full of bullets and had stuffing pouring out of it. “I guess the floor will work too. Do you have extra blankets? Preferably clean.” Why had I invited her here to stay with me? I must have been fucking crazy to think that I could stand this woman. “I’ll grab some blankets and you can sleep on the bed. I’ll take the floor.” “No, it’s your house and I won’t kick you out of your bed.” “Well, I’m a man and I’m not letting you sleep on the floor,” I growled. “Bullshit. Don’t give me that man crap. I’m just as capable of sleeping on the floor as you. Just give me the damn blankets so I can go to sleep.” I stormed out of the room and pulled open the closet door in the hall where I kept the spare items. I had no idea how long it had been since any of this had been washed or used for that matter. I pulled out a few blankets and took them to the bedroom where I spread them out on the floor. It would be uncomfortable as fuck seeing as though my floors were hardwood, but she asked for it. I glanced at the walls that had holes all over them. It was going to get cold tonight, but I had a comforter. I yanked off my jeans and threw them in the corner, along with the rest of my clothes. I slept naked and if she didn’t like it, that was tough shit. I wasn’t going to change just because she was here. “Really? You can’t keep on some underwear or something?” I turned around and let her get a good look at me completely naked. Her eyes drifted down my body until they landed on my cock. I watched her swallow hard and shift uncomfortably. “My eyes are up here, princess.” “I know,” but her eyes stayed on my cock, which was now getting harder by the second. It’s not that I wanted to fuck her. She made me so mad that I actually thought about killing her, but having a woman stare at me like that did something to me. Something like a very hard, painful cock that wouldn’t be going down anytime soon. “If you keep staring at it, it’s just gonna get bigger.” “It’s not that I want to be looking at it,” she said, still staring. “But it’s there,” she gestured. “And it’s fucking huge. It’s like a bad accident that you can’t look away from.” “I would describe it as an anomaly you couldn’t look away from. A bad accident makes it sound like it’s bent and crooked.” Slowly, her eyes pulled away from my groin and trailed back up my chest. I watched her breasts heaving as she tried to control her breathing. She blinked once and then turned around. “I’m going to bed.” I smirked and climbed in my own bed, but I couldn’t fall asleep with my cock begging to be yanked. I needed a release and I doubted if I asked her to help me out, she’d agree. I was just about to get up and go to the bathroom when I decided that I wasn’t going to be pushed out of my own bed. I needed relief and this was where I got off. If she didn’t want to hear it, she could leave. Sliding my hand down beneath the sheets, I grabbed onto my raging cock and gave a good yank, groaning as pre-cum slid into my hand. I imagined Lindsey’s eyes on my cock, staring at me, begging to suck me off. I could picture her down on her knees, flinging her hair over one shoulder as she took my length all the way into the back of her throat. I could feel her small mouth sucking my cock in deeper and deeper as I pumped my dick in my hand. I was so close. I could feel it in my balls already. I was ready to explode. “Are you jacking off?” Lindsey asked as she sat up, glaring over at the bed. I raised an eyebrow at her that she probably couldn’t see. “I haven’t come yet if you want to join in.” “You pig,” she huffed as she laid back down. Maybe she thought that would deter me, but it actually turned me on. Fuck, I wanted that mouth right now. If I wasn’t such a gentleman, I would go over there and shove my cock in her mouth, making her suck every last drop of cum. She would choke on it. “Holy fuck,” I mumbled as I came in my hand, long strands of cum, shooting out onto my stomach. That was fucking intense. I had never thought that jerking myself off could be so good. Especially not since I was fifteen and discovered how good the actual thing was. I laid in bed, staring up at the ceiling as my heart slowed. I grabbed for a towel on the ground and wiped off the cum on my chest before throwing it into the corner of the room and rolling over and going to sleep.