UnLove Me - The Angels Warriors MC Complete Trilogy Box Set (24 page)

I haven’t talked to Vinny in just over a week, which means this shit is eating at me. I can’t believe how mad he got when I teased him about losing his damn lighter. What the hell is going on? I drove by their clubhouse the other day, and there were cops everywhere. I tried calling Vinny, but he wouldn’t answer.

Getting sick of being ignored, I grab my purse and head out. He’s always such a stubborn asshole. Every fight is apparently my fault, which means, even if he’s in the wrong, I’m the one who has to make it right. Starting to get sick of this.

I pull up to his house, seeing the lights on, but his bike and truck aren’t the only vehicles here. I notice a grey Prius parked in front of his house. I park, blocking the end of the driveway, and head to the front door.

Knocking, I roll my sleeves up; it’s flippin’ hot out tonight. The door opens, and I’m face to face with Vinny’s mom. Shit, this woman hates me, all because the man she was dating had cheated on her with my mom, and then I was born. She’s got a screw loose. Seriously, she hates me because I look like my father. I should have known when I saw the car out front.

She glares at me, folding her arms across her chest. “What do you want?” she sneers.

“Uh, is Vinny home?” I ask, trying to look over her shoulder.

“Sure is, but you ain’t welcome here. Now leave.”

Whatever. “Fine, let Vinny know that this time, it’s one hundred percent done,” I say, clenching my teeth. 

“Don’t think he’d mind that too much. Nothing but a…” I cut her off.

“Don’t know what your fuckin’ problem is with me, woman, but seriously, fuck off,” I say to her and walk away, leaving her standing in the doorway with her mouth hanging wide open.

As I take off down the road, I glance in my rear-view mirror and see Vinny running out of his house to his bike. He either heard me, or his mother finally gave him one of my messages. Either way, I don’t care.

He can’t keep doing this to me.

Pulling back into my driveway, I hear Vinny’s bike coming down the street.

I should have known when my mother came to town that it would be nothing but trouble; ranting and raving at me for joining the Satan’s Law, bitching about me still being with Lilly.

Jasper is currently acting Pres of the club, but he can’t fully take over until his dad either hands the club over or gets dead. I put a feeler out for someone that could get the job done; now it’s just waiting.

No one really knows what happened on the raid. We were told that Vic got arrested, along with forty others, and Big Willy was shot after firing at the officers making the arrest. That was good enough for us.

However, none of us have heard from Reaper. I swear, we should have just called him Ghost, because it suits him better. He’s completely gone; wasn’t arrested, wasn’t shot, nothing. He just vanished.

I was just getting out of the shower when I heard Lilly’s raised voice. Then my mom started her normal bitch routine with Lilly.

I should have gone to her before now. Hearing her tell my mother we were one hundred percent done did me in. We aren’t fuckin’ done. 

She’s gone by the time I finish getting dressed. “Fuck!” I shout.

Mom turns to look at me and narrows her eyes. “Watch that mouth! I raised you better than that. You should be happy that damn leech is gone. She only wanted you for your money,” she sneers.

“You never fuckin’ raised me at all. As for the money, Lilly doesn’t even fuckin’ know I have it!” I growl at her. When my dad died, we learned he came from old money; left Bryce and I almost all of it. Mom had access to it since we were underage, but she more than used it just to provide for us. She used all of Bryce’s, and when she ran out, she started dipping into mine. Thankfully, I was nineteen when that started, so I went to the bank and switched accounts, putting every penny into a new account so she couldn’t touch it.

She places a hand on her chest and takes a step back. “I can’t believe you just spoke to me that way.”

“Believe it. When I get back, you better be gone. Go back to your sugar baby. You come here asking for money... What, your boy toy ain’t letting you buy twelve hundred dollar shoes every week anymore?” I say to her, storming out of the house. Mom up and left us when I was just ten. It was just me, Dad, and my older brother Bryce here fending for ourselves. She only came back when Dad was dying and had learned he had a shit load of money. She played the doting wife, taking care of him, as the cancer ate away at his body.

A few years ago, we heard from Mom that she was getting re-married, to a guy who worked on the Oil Rigs in Vancouver, and he was twenty years younger than her.

I get to Lilly’s house just as I see her slam the door shut. I jump off my bike, banging on her front door. “Let me in, Lilly-pad,” I shout through the door.

“Just go away, Vinny. I can’t do this anymore. It’s done,” she says.

I turn the mat on the doorstep over to get the key. “Fuck!” she took it.

I pull my cell out of my pocket, flip it open, and scroll to Jasper’s number. “What’s up, man?” he asks answering.

“Need you to bring shit to Lilly’s. She locked me out,” I grumble.

He laughs. “You in the dog house again, man?”

“Just get here.” I snap the phone shut and sit on the front step, waiting for him to get here.

I peer out the window, moving the curtain slightly. I see Vinny sitting on my bottom step, looking out at the road. “What is he doing?” I whisper to myself.

I hear the sound of another bike coming down the street and turning into my driveway.

That bastard called for backup? What the hell?

Minutes later, my front door opens, and Jasper is there, smiling. He then turns and walks away. I hear his bike start and drive off.

Vinny comes sauntering in, glaring at me.

“Get out!” I demand.

“Nope,” he says, not stopping his stride toward me. He grabs the back of my head with one hand, the other hand going to my back, bringing me in for a hard kiss.

Breaking the kiss, he rests his forehead against mine. “This is us, Lilly. We fight, we break up, but we always come back together. None of this bullshit of a permanent split.”

“Where have you been? No contact, no coming by, nothing,” I ask him, giving in. The smell of his cologne invades my nose and makes me weak in the knees. I love the way he smells.

“Club business. Head wasn’t in the right place to see you. I was coming for you tonight, either way. Sorry, Lilly-pad,” he says genuinely. He cups my chin and kisses the top of my nose sweetly. His light facial hair tickles against the side of my cheek as he nuzzles his face against mine.

“We only officially became a couple the week before Eden left, and I feel like all we do is fight,” I tell him honestly.

“Lilly-pad, that’s us. We’ll probably always do that until the day we’re old and dead,” he says grinning.

I sling his beanie off his head and run my fingers through his shaggy hair; been missing this jerk so much. His hands slide down to my butt, giving it a squeeze. “You’re mine, Lilly, always,” he murmurs against my mouth. I can’t argue with him—I am his. I love Vinny probably more than I should, but I do.

He walks me backwards until the back of my legs touch the couch, and he pushes me down. Never breaking our kiss, he sits next to me, his hands roaming over top of my clothes. He teases at my nipples, pinching them between his fingers. His hands dip under the waist of my stretchy shorts, fingers dancing over my heated flesh until he reaches his mark. Vinny’s slender fingers rub and caress my folds.

“So fuckin wet. You’ve missed me, haven’t you?”

“Maybe parts of you,” I tease, shifting on the couch to give him better access.

“All of me.” He pinches my clit and growls in my ear. “Told you, you are mine.”

“I’m yours. Now, show me how much you love me,” I demand.

“Upstairs... want you naked... legs spread and open for me.”

I do just as he says. Walking up the stairs, I leave my trail of clothes for him to follow. I get on the bed and wait for my man.  Vinny doesn’t take long. He comes into the room wearing nothing but a grin and that fucking beanie. He snakes across the bed and takes his time kissing every inch of my body as though he is claiming me, marking me as his. Doesn’t he realize I’ve always been his? Even when we were kids and he wasn’t even mine yet, I knew then I wanted to be with him.

He stares deep into my eyes. “I love you. I’m sorry I’m an asshole.”

“Yeah, but you’re my asshole.” l giggle as his stubble drags across my stomach.  His head dips between my thighs, and his tongue flicks my clit before his mouth is on me completely. His kisses and lavish licks are about to send me over the brink. His fingers have worked their way to my pussy as well.  I try to remove his beanie, but he smacks my hand away.

Vinny continues nipping and sucking my most sensitive spots. He is driving me wild with anticipation. Hooking his arm under my knee, he enters me, stretching me slowly. The connection I feel to Vinny right now, here in this room, in our bed, is unexplainable. I’ve always known I’ve loved him, but right now, it as though we are one.  He fills me to the hilt; both of my legs are now over his shoulders. Tenderly, he kisses the inside of my thigh before drawing back out, leaving just the tip in. Without warning, he slams into me and pumps in and out in a circular motion.  He is relentless in his thrusts.

“Want you on top riding me when you get off,” he says.

We switch positions, and now I’m straddling him. He takes hold of my hips, guiding the rhythm nice and slow. Our hips are grinding against one another, chests smashed together, hot and sweaty as I reach my orgasm. It isn’t long before he has his release, filling me deep with his passion.

After leaving Lilly’s, I drive over to Kayla’s place. I feel guilty coming here after just making up with Lilly, but it’s what I’ve been doing for months since Kayla came back. Whenever Lilly and I hit a rough patch, whenever we’re on a split, I come here, and Kayla helps me to forget.

What I’m doing with Kayla isn’t cheating, because whenever I’m with her, Lilly and I aren’t together. However, at times I still feel guilt, especially since Lilly doesn’t know anything about this. If she did, she might really end it with me for good. Just because we’re on breaks and shit, Lilly would most likely still think of this as cheating.

I turn the bike off and make my way to the house. Knocking, I wait for her to open the door. “Hey, baby,” she purrs when she sees it’s me on the other side.

I shake my head no at her and step inside. “Let me guess, you guys are back on,” she says sadly.

“Yeah, we are. You know what this is, so don’t act like you’re surprised or some shit,” I tell her.

She crosses her arms and glares. “This shit is starting to piss me off, Vinny. You guys break up all the damn time. You wait a day or two, come to me, and then a week later, you’re back to her. That’s gotta mean something. I don’t get why you always go back to her,” she says, desperately trying to plead with me.

“Because I love her. Simple as that,” I tell her, shrugging.

“Do you love me, Vincent?” she throws out quietly.

“I thought I did at one point, Kayla, but even you know I don’t love you. Never did. I cared about you, still do, but it’s…”  I’m being completely open and honest with her. I don’t want to lead her on. I love Lilly.

She walks to the door, opening it. She nods with tears streaming down her face. “Maybe you shouldn’t come back. You string me along, knowing how I feel about you, and I’m stupid enough to always let you back in. While you were with me in high school, I always watched you staring at Lilly. I always wanted you to look at me like that, always! I should have let you go back then, not when I left for school. It’s time for me to finally let you go.”

Guilt creeps in. Fuckin’ hell. “Kayla, I’m sorry,” I tell her quietly.

“I’m sorry too. I’m sorry I let this go on for as long as I have been. Every time you leave me, every time I see you around town, holding Lilly, kissing her, it hurts. So damn much.”

I subconsciously knew Kayla was starting to feel for me, and yet I let this continue. Back in school, I guess I never really even realized I already felt a connection to Lilly even when I was with Kayla.

*~*

Sitting at the bar, slowly sipping my beer like a fucking woman, I think about the shit Kayla said. I never honestly realized what I was doing to her. If Lilly knew about Kayla, she would probably feel the same way, and that cuts deep.

“Hey, man,” Jasper says, sitting down beside me. “Got word, Dad’s dead. This club’s mine.” Finally, the chance we have been waiting for to start turning shit around is here.

I smirk. “Well, whatcha gonna do now?”

“What do you think?” he says, smirking back at me.

“Think of a new name yet?” I ask him.

“Yeah, something Reaper called me just before the raid. Angels Warriors.”

I repeat it a few times in my head and once out loud, trying to get a feel for it. “It could work, but won’t people think we’re just another charter of the Untamed if we have that as a name?”

“I thought that at first. It is a spin on their club name, but I think it’ll be good.”

I nod. “Yeah, ya know, you’ve been in this club since you were eighteen, and you still don’t have a nickname,” I inform him.

“Angel,” he says.

My eyebrows shoot up. “Angel? Like that dude from Buffy that Eden had the hots for?” I say, teasing him.

He punches me in the arm. “Shut up,” he says with a shake of his head. “No, Reaper called me an angel when he was pissed at me. It will work, especially since we’re turning the club around.”

“Yeah,” I say, picking at the label on my beer. “Have you heard from Reaper at all?” I ask.

“Yeah, he’s taking some time away. Said something about the last job he did really rattled him. He’ll come around, at least I hope so. Fuck, we’ve all been friends since we were kids. I’m sure he’ll come back.”

“What was the last job he had?” I ask.

Jasper shakes his head. “Don’t know, man. All I know is that it was a woman he had to take out.”