Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 60268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
“I thought I’d find you out here,” Angel said, coming to stand beside him.
He threw the cigarette to the floor and stubbed it out.
“You didn’t have to do that.”
“You don’t like it.”
“So, you were smoking, and I was invading your space. You shouldn’t have put it out because of me.” She rubbed her hands together and leaned against the wall. “Why are you out here all alone?”
“I’m thinking.”
He liked Angel, and respected her. She was a strong woman who a lot of people mistook for being weak because she didn’t resort to violence. Angel rarely swore either. When he first met her, he’d really thought it was a joke that Lash had married someone so placid. Her temperament was like her name. She was an angel, through and through. After getting to know her, he saw the charm she possessed. He wanted to help Lash preserve her innocence of the world, and to bottle it up so no one could destroy her. She was beautiful inside and out.
“What are you thinking about?”
“Life.”
“On the inside? Do you miss it?”
“No, I don’t fucking miss it. I fucking hated that place.”
“I’m sorry.” She held her hands up in surrender. “You’re out here all alone. I noticed you talking with Whizz a lot just lately.”
“Are you being nosy, Angel?” he asked, finding her adorable.
“I’m worried about you. Can’t I be worried about you?”
He wrapped his arms around her shoulders. “You don’t need to be worried about me.”
She gave him a squeeze, and Gash released her.
“I, er, I know you went through hell at the prison, and I really wish there was something I could have done to stop whatever awful things happened, but I just want you to know that you’re cared about.”
Gash frowned, staring at her.
Angel was blushing.
“What are you trying to say?”
“I don’t want you to go and do something stupid that lands you in trouble, Gash. I like you.”
“I’m not going to.”
“I heard Whizz and Tiny talking. I know you’re going to do whatever it is you think you need to do.” She touched his hand. “I didn’t live through everything that you did, so I don’t know how important it is, but I know you’re important to this club. Don’t do anything to risk your life.”
She gave him a smile, and left him alone.
With her words ringing in his head, Gash didn’t know what to do. The woman was a witch, and she did this to him on purpose. He was more than willing to kill the fucking bitch who’d done this to him. Now, he didn’t know what to do.
Chapter Five
“It has been too damn long since we had a girl day,” Tate said, whooping as they entered the mall. All of the women had arrived in two cars, one driven by Fighter, the other by Ink. The prospects kept a good distance, which Rose was grateful for.
“I hear you,” Eva said.
Angel, Sophia, Prue, Lacey, Eva, Tate, Emily, Kelsey, and Sandy were all there. All of the women of The Skulls, apart from Sandy. She was a sweet-butt turned something else. Stink had a thing for her, but as yet nothing had happened.
“I’m surprised you’re on your own,” Rose said, linking her arm through Sandy’s.
Sandy released a sigh. “Tell me about it. Stink’s keeping a close eye on me.”
“A close eye? That guy is in love with you, and has been for so damn long, I’m surprised he can see straight,” Tate said. “When are you going to put the guy out of his misery?”
“I’m not trying to make him miserable. Believe it or not, I didn’t know he had a thing for me. I know he liked me, and we were good friends. I never knew he wanted anything more from me.” Sandy shrugged. “There’s nothing I can do about it.”
“He’s told you?” Rose asked.
“Yeah, he’s told me, and I don’t know what to do.”
Rose gave her a look. “You really don’t know what to do?”
“Well, part of me wants to dive in with him, and see where it goes. Then another part of me is terrified of losing what I’ve found with him. I care about Stink. What if us being together ruins our friendship?”
Biting her lip, she and Sandy walked a little behind the other women. They were talking amongst themselves.
“Do you love Stink?”
“I don’t know. Would I be upset if anything was to happen to him? Of course I would. I’ve never been in love, Rose. I don’t know what it feels like, nor have I ever wanted to be bound by someone,” Sandy said. “I’m so fucking confused right now.”
“I can imagine.”
“I know he’d be so fucking hot in bed. I just know it,” Sandy said.
“Is that all you care about? Him being hot?”
“Well, it’s not about him being hot. It’s Stink, and he’s a Skull. He’s going to be so damned hot in bed. I’ve heard some of the sweet-butts talking about him. He’s supposed to be like a machine in the sack. I never actually slept with him though.” Sandy sighed looking lost in her world.