Page 4 of Forgiveness
For a long pause they held each other’s gaze, then she drew back and reached for her drink. “You want to race?”
Her eyes shined with playfulness, and he found himself nodding as they downed and chugged their drinks like he was back, prospecting in the clubhouse. With a wince, he slammed his glass down on the bar. Her smile only grew brighter as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
“I think that was a tie,” she said, right before a hiccup slid out of her mouth and she covered it with her hand. A deep red flush shot up from her chest and into her cheeks as she removed her hand, bit her lip, and trailed a finger on the bar in idle circles while she looked away from him. Duchess was clearly embarrassed, and it was fucking cute. Flux shook his head.When’s the last time I thought anything wascute?Then a memory slipped past his barriers and stabbed his brain, and he quickly motioned the bartender over and ordered another round of beers without asking.
“Are you trying to get me drunk?” she asked as she looked up at him through her thick lashes.
“Nah … I’m trying to get myself plastered.”
Laughing, she moved away from him slightly, and he wanted to yank her back and relish the feel of her soft skin against his again. He’d bet all her curves were soft and supple, and his dick punched against his zipper again.Dammit!This woman intrigued the hell out of him. One minute she was bossing him around like she owned the place, the next, she was as charming as a southern belle with manners. The switch made his head spin in three-sixties. There was no doubt about it—she was definitely different than his normal catch, and he enjoyed the contrast a little bit too much.
She clinked her beer bottle to his, took a long gulp, then leaned into him again to rest her head on his shoulder; that was when he decided it was time to seal the fucking deal.
“It’s too damn noisy in here. Let’s go back to my place, Duchess. I’m staying at the Longhorn Motel.”
There was no point in being subtle since they’d both been flirting up a storm for the last couple of hours. They both knew the score, and she’d definitely given him the signals that she wouldn’t be adverse to having some fun behind closed doors.
“The Longhorn? What a coincidence … I’m staying there too. I just got into town today.”
“That’s great. So what do you say?”
“I had fun tonight.”
“Me too.” Flux put the empty bottle on the bar. “But tonight isn’t over yet.”
She smiled up at him as if she didn’t have a care in the world, polished off the beer that sat in front of her, then slid the bottle across the bar. “Thanks for the drinks and the dance, but I’m going to pass.” Then she gathered up her purse and walked away, her sweet hips swaying, without even a glance backward.What the hell?He watched her gorgeous ass and killer heels trot right out of the bar and out of his life. The rarity of the moment left him speechless.
This never happened to him … likenever. Flux coughed into his fist. Shaking his head, he slammed his hand on the bar. Fuck him for wasting his time with Duchess. Flux looked around to see who he could score with, but all the faces were a blur. He blinked several times, yet everything was still fuzzy. There was no way that should’ve ended like that, their chemistry was insane. The idea that it might be one-sided went right out of his head the second he thought it. He wasn’t an idiot when it came to women, and Duchess had been giving him straight-shooting signals all night.
“Hey, baby. I saw your luck ran out with the stuck-up blonde. You wanna try again with a winner? Come back to my place for another drink?” The redheaded groupie’s voice slurred against the back of his neck.
There was no doubt that this chick was a sure bet, but he didn’t want her or any other woman—he wanted Duchess, plain and simple. Flux scrubbed his face as he tried to figure out why the hell they weren’t already fucking in his bed.
“So what do you say?” Black streaks sat under her eyes.
Flux clasped her shoulder. “Not tonight, but thanks for asking.” Her face fell, and for a split second he felt sorry for her, but he wasn’t the type of guy to give mercy fucks. “Good luck in here though,” he said over his shoulder while he paid his tab.
“You sure ’bout that? You’re missing out on a good time.” The woman swayed toward him and he stepped away.
“I’m sure.” Anywhere a biker went, cut chasers were a dime a dozen, but the idea of boning anyone other than Duchess right now didn’t appeal to him.
Redheaded Barbie stared daggers at him and he pretended not to notice. It wouldn’t be the first or the last time a chick had gotten pissed at him for not wanting to fuck her. It was the way it went. Hell, it had just happened to him with Duchess, and he wasn’t going to worry about it. The way he looked at it, it washerloss—he knew how to please a woman.She’s probably never had a real good fucking in her life.He tipped his head at Cassie, then slipped on his leather jacket and headed out into the dark desert night.
When he parked back at the motel, Duchess’s pickup was parked in the lot. He hated the fact that he had looked for it.Stupid, rookie move. He wondered if she was banging the asshole she’d been fighting with in the parking lot earlier that night. That thought made every muscle in his body tense, and he had the urge to break down her door and give the bastard a severe beatdown.What the hell’s the matter with me? She’s just a piece of ass and nothing more. I don’t give a damn what she does.Flux ran a hand through his hair, breathing out a raspy exhale as he mentally gave himself shit for thinking too much about a woman he didn’t even know and who probably had a jerk boyfriend, which was most certainly the reason she’d blown Flux off.Get your fuckin’ head screwed on straight, man.Flux slammed open the door to his room and rifled through the leaflets on the desk for a list of pizza joints in the area.
He snapped on the television then placed his order and leaned back against the headboard. While he stared at the screen’s images, golden hair and stormy blue eyes clouded his mind.
It was going to be a long night.
