Page 2 of Ghost
And six years later, I was locked up for dealing drugs.
XANTHE
Stepping inside the Serpents of Chaos clubhouse with my friends, Ora and Lu, I look around wide-eyed.I did not expect to end up at a biker clubhouse today.One second, I’m writing a scene on my laptop at Lu’s Sweet Treats, my friend’s bakery, and the next, some biker named Danger is telling me I need to come with him for my own safety.
Lu orders us a tequila shot each, and I think I’m going to need it.There are beautiful women everywhere, a few bikers, and a few children running around.Two blonde-haired women dressed in see-through lace dresses approach us.“Who are you?”one of them asks us.Ora and Lu are in their bakery work uniforms, and I’m wearing the long brown skirt and white blouse I wore to work today.
“Are you doing a sexy teacher role-play?”one of the women asks, studying me.
A tall, bald, bearded man with steel-gray eyes comes up behind us.He’s covered in tattoos from his neck down and is terrifyingly sexy, built, and muscular, but he has a dark look in his eyes.My breath hitches.“Candy, that’s the president’s daughter and the vice president’s woman, Ora, and her two friends,” he explains in a low, raspy tone.
I can’t look away from him.
“Oh, so no role-playing then?”Candy asks, sounding disappointed.
“I’m afraid not,” the scary-looking biker mutters in a dry tone before those gray eyes turn to me, giving me a slow once-over.I feel his gaze like a physical touch, the air suddenly thickening.
When his eyes linger on my breasts for a little longer than seems appropriate, Ora clears her throat.“Ladies, this is Ghost.”
“The creepy lawn mower?”Lu’s eyes widen at that.
I’d heard the story.This man, Ghost, showed up at Ora’s door to offer her his… uh… services, after Ora saw him fucking her neighbor against a glass window.
Disappointment fills me.I thought I’d felt something there for a moment, a spark.A visceral reaction no other man has gotten out of me, but I don’t want to give myself to someone who has tried to sleep with one of my friends.
Ghost smirks, leaning back against the bar and crossing his arms over his impressive chest.His biceps bulge with the movement.“Definitely not enough role-playing around here.”
“Ghost, the landscaper?That work for you?”Ora smirks.
“Worked for your neighbor,” he replies, sliding his tongue across his lips, showing off a tongue ring.
Okay, that’s hot too.
I zone out while they make small talk until Lu slides a shot glass full of tequila into my hand.We do a cheers, then down it in one swallow.Ora licks some salt off Lu’s hand, which getsallthe men’s attention.
Except Ghost.
He’s still staring at me with a blank look on his face.I want to say something to him, anything, but then he sits back on the barstool and pulls the other blonde-haired woman onto his lap, absently touching her breasts.
Okay then.
Luckily, Ora pulls us away, and we find a place to sit on a couch in the corner.We chat with a few of the women, who I find out are strippers working at the club the MC owns.
When I look back over at Ghost, the woman on his lap is now trying to kiss his neck, but he pushes her off him, appearing bored.
Lu and I sit back while Ora and War have a small argument about a stripper named Heaven.
“Never a dull moment around here.”Lu grins, tucking her curly blonde hair back behind her ear.
“I can see that.”
War throws Ora over his shoulder and carries her upstairs.I’m getting so much inspiration for the romance novel I’m writing right now, it’s not funny.
“Any of the hot bikers caught your eye?”Lu asks me in a low tone.
My eyes quickly move to where Ghost was the last time I saw him, but he’s now…Yeah, some woman is on her knees in front of him with his cock in her mouth.His eyes flicker up to mine as his fingers tangle in her hair, pushing his cock farther down her throat.
Lu follows my line of sight and winces.“No.Fuck no.Do not even look in his direction.Ghost is all kinds of fucked up, Xanthe.”
