Page 13 of Rodeo (Marked Skulls MC 2)
She raised her head to look at me, and with sleepy eyes she gave me a soft smile.
“Morning,” she said.
“Hey, morning,” I replied.
The weird part was that I was actually excited to hear her voice. I didn’t know what was happening to me, and the only thing I could blame this feeling on, was Fred’s death. It was fucking with my head. It was making me do things that I normally didn’t do.
“I slept well,” she said and slid up the bed and fluffed up the pillows behind her. I rolled the t-shirt down my torso and stood in front of her, running my hands through my hair. I didn’t know where the hair-tie was anymore, so I would have to leave my hair open.
“Good. I’m glad you did,” I told her.
This wasn’t weird for her at all. She wasn’t uncomfortable with the fact that she had woken up beside me. I couldn’t even remember when we had crept into bed together, or when I had fallen asleep. All I could remember was Jordan’s beautiful naked body bouncing over me, her breasts in my mouth, my cock driving into her tight juicy pussy.
Jordan’s eyes travelled down to where my cock was standing erect in my jeans. I clenched my jaws to control the desperate need to take her again.
I needed to fucking get out of here before she wrecked my head even more.
“Do you have a busy day?” she asked, twirling a few strands of her raven hair around her fingers.
“I think so. I guess,” I said and pulled my jacket over my shoulders. Jordan was still smiling. Couldn’t she sense how uncomfortable I was? How weird this was for me?
I didn’t want to be weak. I didn’t want to be one of those men who turned into pussies for a woman. Why had I even come here last night? I had ridden my bike all the way to my apartment when I changed my mind and came back here. This was all happening too fast, and I had other business to take care of.
I watched as she swung her legs over the bed and the sheets fell away from her body. She wasn’t self conscious of her nakedness anymore. She stood on the other side of the bed with her huge swinging breasts in front of her and her large brown nipples sticking out. My eyes roamed over her delicious body, the narrowness of her waist, her wide curvy hips and thighs.
She picked up a silk robe from a chair beside her and I watched as she slipped it over her body. She was covering herself up, blocking my view of the pussy I had fucked so hard the previous night. My cock was rock-solid in my jeans and with effort, I turned away from her.
“Coffee first? I’m going to make us some breakfast,” she said, flipping her long hair out of the back of her robe. I was too tongue-tied to say anything.
A big part of me wanted to stay, to have breakfast with her and there was also a part of me that was scared shitless. What was happening? Why was she offering me breakfast? What next? Wedding vows? A mortgage? Saving for a kid’s college fund?
Jordan had already walked out of the bedroom, when I sprung to life and rushed behind her. I found her in the kitchen, pouring coffee grounds into a machine. There were already two mugs sitting pretty on the kitchen counter. I was annoyed that she had simply assumed that I wanted coffee.
I didn’t fucking want coffee. I didn’t want breakfast and I didn’t want to sit here and have a conversation. I was a free independent man!
“I’m not staying,” I blurted and Jordan turned to look at me. The smile dropped from her face and she crossed her brows.
“You don’t want to stay for breakfast?” she asked, and I stood at the door of the kitchen and shook my head.
“Like I said, I have a busy day. I should get going,” I told her. Jordan licked her lips and then slowly nodded her head.
“Of course, yeah, sure,” she said, blinking rapidly. She didn’t want to meet my eyes anymore. She was embarrassed that I had rejected her offer and my body stung with the need to hold her again.
“Take care of yourself. You can call me if something happens,” I said and before I was too weak to leave, I forced myself to turn from her and walk to the door.
Jordan didn’t follow me, and I opened the door and stepped out into the hallway. It was actually physically painful to leave, but I needed to do it. I needed to suck it up and just go. Rip it off like a band-aid.
I hurried down the stairs and went to my bike. When I looked up at her window, she wasn’t there.
“Fuck!” I cursed loudly as I jumped on. What had I got myself into?
***
I had no other choice but to go back to T Bone. I had stormed out of there in fury the previous night and I wasn’t sure what the reaction was going to be now, but that was the only place to go right now.
When I walked in, I saw that most of my brothers were already there. Lila and Girth were there too but I was refusing to look them in the eye.
“Where did you disappear to last night?” Lewis asked, walking out of the back office. I shrugged my shoulders and walked straight to the counter.
“Coffee!” I barked at Joe behind the counter. Abe came up to me and thumped my back. I was glad that at least they weren’t being aggressive towards me. But they were my brothers in arms. What else did I expect?
“You all right, brother?” he asked and I nodded my head.
Joe placed a huge steaming mug of coffee in front of me which I started drinking from immediately. I didn’t care that it was scathing my tongue.
“Rodeo,” I heard Lila say my name. When I turned to look at her, Girth was standing behind her and she was looking anxious.
“I know you’re upset about all this, and I just want you to know that I am too. We all are,” she said, clasping her hands together.
I nodded my head.
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Yeah, I know,” I replied.
Somehow, after spending the night with Jordan—I suddenly felt calmer now. Talking to her had helped, sleeping with her had helped too but it was difficult for me to accept that. Accepting that would also mean coming to terms with this sudden rush of feelings I was having for her. She was only going to end up slowing me down and I didn’t need that in my life.
“Hey man, just wanted to say that I’m sorry about last night,” Girth spoke up from behind Lila.
I hadn’t seen that coming. Girth was a quiet guy, he didn’t speak till he was spoken to. Him apologizing was the last thing I was expecting.
“Yeah, okay,” I blurted and Girth stepped towards me.
“I should have given it some more thought before I spoke. I didn’t know the guy and I shouldn’t have passed judgements on him,” Girth said.
I looked at his solid face. Lila was standing beside him, looking eager for us to make up. If I was going to make peace with Girth, I was going to start by do it for her.
I stuck my hand out towards him and he shook it.
“Yes! Thank Jesus! I really didn’t want to see you both fighting,” Lila exclaimed and she threw her arms around me and hugged me tight.
“Just tell us what you need, man,” Abe had found his way to our group too.
“I’ve been saying this since last morning. I just want to find the bald guy from Hell’s Drifters. I want to find him and kill him. I don’t want to think about the consequences of that right now. If you guys want to stay out of it, I totally understand,” I said and drained the burning coffee down my throat. Suddenly, I was regretting the decision to not have breakfast with Jordan. I missed her already.
“I’m in. I want to find the guy,” Girth said, and looking at me, he gave me a nod.
“Me too. The three of us can go do this thing, the others don’t need to get involved,” Abe added and he shook hands with me too. When I looked at Lila again, she was smiling.
“This is what Fred would have wanted,” she said, and leaning her head against Girth’s shoulder, she nodded her head at me.
