Chapter 14

WALKER

Hayden jogged up the deck steps, and I raised an eyebrow at him.

“Guess what? I found her house. Her bedroom is at the back. There’s a fence panel you can lift to get into the back garden, and a drainpipe that goes right up to her window,” he said, a hint of excitement in his voice.

“And how exactly do you know this?” I asked, my eyes narrowing at him.

“She saw me outside her window. I apologized, and she climbed out. We kissed.”

I gave him a stern look.

“I also finger fucked her against the fence.”

My mouth fell open.

“With her consent,” he quickly added before I could say anything.

“And did she enjoy it?” I asked, a pang of jealousy hitting me.

“She came all over my fingers. She was dripping wet.”

I closed my eyes and groaned.

~I wish it had been me feeling her heat.~

I walked over to the deck chair and sank heavily into it.

Hayden sat next to me.

“In three days, she’ll let us know if she agrees to be ours,” I told him.

“Should we send her flowers or something to help her make up her mind?”

“I’m not sure she’d like that. She seemed pretty feisty this morning,” I reminded him.

“She was totally turned on by our little scrap,” Hayden confessed.

“Maybe we should take her out on a date?” I suggested.

“We have that party at Dave’s house tomorrow night. We could take her there?”

Dave was the town’s mayor and also in my back pocket, which meant so was the local law enforcement.

He occasionally threw a party for his business partners and close friends at his mansion. It was a fairly posh event.

Hayden and I had attended in the past, wearing suits, but it wasn’t really our thing.

But would Tayla like it?

“We could ask her?”

Hayden nodded.

“What do you feel like eating for dinner?” I asked.

“Besides Tayla’s pussy?”

I would give my right testicle to have her grinding on my face for dinner!

“I’m in the mood for one of those hotdogs at Charlie’s bar?”

“The one on the edge of town?” I asked.

Hayden nodded and licked his bottom lip.

The hotdogs at Charlie’s were the best.

He made them with this chili sauce that was out of this world.

I always left with a tub of that sauce, and we had recently run out.

“Charlie’s it is.”

I took a quick shower, then pulled on my black jeans and dark grey t-shirt.

I slipped my penknife in my back pocket and checked the safety on my gun before slipping that behind me too.

I put on black trainers and my leather jacket.

I sprayed expensive aftershave on my face and chest.

When I met Hayden in the kitchen, I saw he had changed into dark denim jeans and a dark green t-shirt with a black open jacket.

“Want me to drive?” he asked.

I nodded, and we left the house, locking up.

As Hayden got out of the jeep, I looked longingly at my Harley Davidson bike and made a note to start taking her out more often.

Would Tayla ride with me on it?

Maybe I could take her somewhere or even just for a drive?

Climbing into the passenger side, Hayden pulled out of the property and sped down the road.

Charlie’s was a good fifteen minutes away and as we didn’t drive too far from town, I let Hayden open the jeep up and speed down the road.

Hayden loved to go fast in anything that moved.

I did too but I was the more sensible one.

I smirked as Hayden ran a red light and the sound of sirens started to follow us.

“Dick move,” I told him.

Hayden shrugged his shoulders and sped up more.

“Once he runs our plates he will back off,” he told me.

Sure enough, the siren stopped and turned off, leaving us to speed along.

“You really want that hot dog, huh?” I laughed.

“I’m hungry and you know what I get like when I’m hungry,” he said, keeping his eyes on the road.

Eventually, we pulled up outside Charlie’s bar which was basically a biker’s club out of town on its own.

Charlie knew us and of us, and we were always welcome here.

Walking into the bar, I let my hand wander back towards my gun as I stared down every man at the bar.

No one said anything, and a few nodded at me in greeting as I made my way to the bar.

Charlie himself came to the bar and gave us a huge smile.

“Been a while, son!” he greeted me.

Without even having to ask, he got our four beers and popped the lids, sliding them onto the bar for us.

“You want anything from the kitchen?” he asked.

“Three chili dogs,” answered Hayden.

Damn, he was hungry!

“Cheeseburger. No onion,” I told him.

Charlie nodded, and we took our beers.

Heading to the back of the bar, two men scrambled out of a booth just before we sat down in it.

Six minutes later, our food was brought to us, and we tucked into it in silence.

Hayden was more of an eat-first-than-talk-later kind of guy, and that included with his women.

I pictured Tayla's face as I ate her out on my bed and felt my cock grow in my jeans.

Watching her lips part and her eyes widen as I sucked on her clit.

“You okay?” asked Hayden.

“Guess so,” I shrugged.

“You haven’t eaten much of your burger?” he pointed out.

I was too busy thinking of Tayla rather than eating my food.

I discarded my burger on the table and took a pull from my beer bottle, feeling the cool liquid slide down my throat.

Just as I put my bottle down on the table, the object of all I desired walked into the bar followed by Jess and Logan.

My face hardened at the sight of her and my cock stood right to attention.

Damn, she looked hot as hell!

Tight jeans hugging her ass and a white top that displayed far too much flesh for a place like this.

My eyes traveled the length of her legs and noticed she was wearing fucking sexy heels.

Tayla’s denim jacket gave her a tough, biker-girl vibe, and her stunning hair was half-up, half-down, cascading down her back like a waterfall of silk.

Hayden caught my gaze and followed it.

“Holy shit!” His curse echoed in my ears.

It was like this girl was a ghost, always appearing when I least expected it!

As she sauntered up to the bar, I saw Logan’s eyes drop to her ass and I clenched my jaw.

Don’t you dare look at my woman!

Jess ordered a trio of beers and I watched as Tayla took a long swig from her bottle.

The way her throat moved as she swallowed made me think of how she’d look with my cock in her mouth.

I watched them from a distance as they ordered food and settled at a small table.

Again, Logan’s eyes were on her ass and Hayden shot me a knowing look.

They hadn’t spotted us, tucked away in the darkest corner of the bar.

I watched them chat and dig into their food when it arrived, and I didn’t miss the way Logan kept glancing at Tayla.

I didn’t like it one bit.

He was eyeing what was mine.

I could see the desire in his eyes and knew he wanted her just as much as I did.

Her.

A man approached their table and said something to Tayla. She shook her head in response.

He said something else and she frowned.

Logan said something to the man and suddenly, the man was ready to fight.

Shit.

I edged closer to the end of my seat, my eyes glued to Tayla.

Hayden, sensing the tension, slowly rose to his feet.

Logan’s voice escalated and the man lunged at him, sending Tayla sprawling onto the floor.

A red haze clouded my vision and before I knew it, I was striding towards the man, knife in hand, Hayden at my heels.

I wrapped my arms around the man’s neck, pressing the blade to his throat.

“Back the fuck off before I gut you like a pig!” I snarled into his ear.

Hayden bent down and helped Tayla to her feet.

Logan was seething as the man backed away from him, me still holding him in a chokehold.

“What the hell are you doing here?”