Forcing myself to keep going slow, I pull away slightly. “I love you, Harlee. And tonight, right now, I’m going to show you exactly how much.”
Chapter 24
Harlee
Carter and I are doing something we’ve never done, sitting on the couch in the game room, cuddling, watching a movie together. Last night, I thought Carter would fail me, by really truly wanting that threesome.
I didn’t expect to go as far as I did with that girl in the first place, but shit happened. It wasn’t part of the plan, so I don’t really get why she got that far with me before Carter even stepped into the room.
Carter tenses as Valerie comes into the room. After our love making last night we talked, I told him about the plan. At first, I thought he’d be pissed at me, but he understood why I did it.
“You sure you don’t wanna do that threesome for real?”
“Get the fuck out.” I smile as Carter snarls at her without hesitation. Maybe I really can trust him completely.
When I give his leg a squeeze he relaxes. I can tell he wants to say more, but his phone ringing interrupts. Valerie just shrugs and smirks, still watching me. As Carter answers his phone, Valerie gives me the hand sign for pussy licking, winks, and walks back out.
What was I thinking last night?
“Right, yeah, we’ll hit the road. Make sure you keep Keisha away for a bit. Yeah, she knows. ‘kay, peace out.” I look at Carter confused.
“What was that about?”
“That was Demon, he said roads are clear, looks like the threat of whoever was after you is gone, so he wants us back.”
Sighing, I shake my head. “Can’t I just go back to my place? A place free of my apparent siblings?”
“Sorry, Princess. I gotta follow orders.”
Things were going good too, finally, and now we’re going to face a shit show at the clubhouse.
“Princess, hey, look at me. What’s wrong?”
“Since I’ve been gone, the one thing I vowed to my mother’s grave, was that I would never see my father again.” And now it looks like I’m breaking that vow. “Do you truly understand how much I hate him, Wrecker? Because if you did, you wouldn’t take me back to him. I hate him more than I ever hated you.”
Carter gets down on his knees in front of me, holding my face. “Baby, I won’t ever let him hurt you again, or anyone for that matter. This is just business okay? After we get there and he explains shit, I won’t force you to be in his presence again.”
“I don’t know if I’ll be able to look at him without wanting to shoot him.”
Carter laughs. “Baby, you have nothing to worry about, I promise. There is a whole lotta shit that changed at the clubhouse after you took off. But, I can’t explain that to you, not right now. We gotta get on the road if we want to make it there by morning.”
I nod and he leads me upstairs to pack what little we brought with us.
An hour later, after saying bye to Tiny Tits, and promising to keep in touch with her, we’re back on the road. We could have taken a faster route, but I think Carter wanted a little more time with just him and I before we face whatever it is back home. As we pass by the diner that the waitress he fucked worked at, I stiffen. Worried that he would want to stop here.
He felt me, and quickly moved a hand from his handle bar and gave my leg a squeeze. Once we were out of the little town he pulled over.
“You okay? You frozen up back there?” He asks me.
“I’m fine.”
“Is it that we passed by that diner? You worried I would want to stop back there or something?”
I can’t lie. “Yeah. Kinda.”
“Baby, stop. Do I need to fuck you right now to prove to you, you have nothing to worry about?”
I smirk at him. “Well, I won’t say no to that.”
Laughing, he brings me in closer. “I would love to do that, but we have strict instructions right now, to head straight to the clubhouse, no stops.”
Sighing, I lean forward, head on his chest. “Fine. I guess we should just keep going.”
“I love you, Harlee.” He kisses my forehead and we get bike on the bike.
Chapter 25
Wrecker
I should have taken the faster route, I’m a fuck up. An hour into our drive, we passed by the diner where that waitress I titty fucked worked. I knew it bothered Harlee as she stiffened behind me. Feeling her bothered had me feeling like a piece of shit, so I sped up. Making better of our time. When we get close to the clubhouse, Harlee taps me on the shoulder. I pull off to the side of the road, again, and ask what she needs.
“Can we uh make a small stop first. I need to talk to my mom.”
Seeing the pain on her face there is no way I can deny her. Her mouth is tight and unshed tears are sparkling in the corners of her gorgeous eyes. Damn it they are too damn pretty to hold so much sadness.
“Whatever you need, Princess,” I tell her as I get us back on the road, driving to the cemetery.
The place of her mother’s grave isn’t too far out of the way. Demon can wait another hour or so.
I haven’t been here since the last time I was here with Harlee. The day they buried Ellen.
She was a beautiful woman. Harlee takes after her in a lot of ways. She had always held her mother up on a pedestal, her father too, but Ellen was so perfect in every way in her eyes. Hell, we all thought she was a damn Stepford wife she was so perfect.
Every time I went to her home there was freshly baked cookies and the house was spotless. I could have eaten off the bathroom floor without a worry. We used to joke that she probably had the cleanest pussy in town. She’d wash and polish Demon’s motorcycle every Sunday. Damn, she was so proud to be his ol’ lady, even though she knew exactly the kind of man he really was. I can only hope that one day Harlee is just as proud to be mine.
“Do you need a moment or would you like me to come with you?” I question her as we both remove our helmets.
She takes my hand without a word, squeezing it tight. Finally, she says, “I haven’t been back here since…” She breaks off in a sob.
I tilt her chin, forcing her to meet my eyes. “Hey, it’s all right. She wouldn’t want you to be upset.”
“I don’t want to let her down.”
“Baby, the only way you could ever let her down is if you weren’t true to yourself. She wouldn’t want you living your life based on a promise you made as a kid when you were grieving.”
She chews on her lip and I kiss her forehead. “Go on and say what you need to. I’ll be right here waiting for you.” She nods and walks in the direction that Ellen lay resting and sits down in front of her headstone.
I stay back from her, but still close enough to make sure she’s safe. I hear her talking quietly, only picking up a few words here and there. Wanting to know what she’s saying I move a bit closer.
“I don’t know what to do, momma. I don’t understand how you could do it. I want to trust him, so badly, my heart aches without him, but I don’t know if I can. Please don’t hate me for saying this, but I can’t be like you. Knowing my man is cheating, that’s not who I am. I want to be loved fully, mind, body, soul. I need it to be only me.”
I don’t want to hear anymore and step back away from her, once again only hearing her mumbles. I hate that I caused her this pain, this distrust.
My phone rings, and I fish it out of my pocket, while still looking at Harlee. “Wrecker.”
“Where are you?” Demon demands.
“We had to make a pit stop, we’ll be there as soon as Harlee’s done.”
“Pit stop where?”
“Harlee wanted to visit her mom.”
There is so much silence that I thought Demon hung up on me. “Take your time then,” he says gruffly. “When you get here, just go get some rest, and once you’re good find me in my office.”
Putting my phone back in my pocket once he hangs up, I rub at my neck, kicking the dirt around. My head snaps up when I h
ear Harlee giggle, talking so happily. I’m about to go back over to see what caused the turnaround in her, but stop as I see her lean forward, blowing a kiss to the headstone and get up. I watch her face as she turns around, and she almost looks free.
“It go okay?” I ask her.
She gives me a smile, a smile so bright it holds no sadness. “Yeah, I got the sign I needed.”
Pulling her into me, I kiss her forehead. “Love you, Harlee.”
She squeezes my waist, but says nothing.
Disappointed she doesn’t tell me she loves me back, I step away, clearing my throat. “Ready to get to the clubhouse now?”
Letting out a loud sigh, she says, “Yeah, let’s go.”
Chapter 26
Harlee
Getting off the bike, my legs feel like J-ello. We should have stopped for a place to rest, instead of driving the whole seven hours here other than my small detour. I stand in front of the clubhouse doors, not wanting to go inside. Last time I was here, I killed a club girl.
Carter nudges me from behind, “Come on, babe, I’m exhausted. Demon said for us to get some sleep, and once we’re refreshed he wants us in his office.”
Taking a huge breath, I walk forward. The second the doors open, I expect loud music, and the sounds of people fucking, instead, it’s nothing but silence. And the only girls I see are fully clothed, cleaning the place. The fuck?
That’s unusual, even the clubgirls who usually clean normally do it half naked.
I follow behind Carter down the hall and into a room.
There isn’t much to it. It’s nothing fancy really. There is a full-sized bed and a small dresser. Not much else could fit really. Off to the side is a small bathroom. No shower. Just a sink and toilet.
I don’t want to ask but I need to. “Have you had girls in here?”
“Princess, why you askin’ me that shit?”
I fold my arms over my chest. “Because I don’t want to lay where you have shared a bed with other women.” Maybe it’s selfish but I won’t do it.
“Come here.”
I go to him, needing to feel his touch and his reassurance.
His hand rubs down my back. “I told you a lot has changed. You are the first woman I have brought in here.”
“Promise?”
“Honey, I swear to you.”
I nod knowing I need to take his word for it.
“After you took off when you were eighteen, your dad sort of lost his shit. Began destroying the place. Saying it was all his fault, even took a few swings at me. Within a month he started building a new clubhouse, a place for the clubgirls and parties. This place is kept as a place for business, family gatherings, a safe house, shit like that. Clubgirls aren’t allowed here.”
I look at him in shock. “Wow. When you said there were changes in the club, I never would have thought that.”
He shrugs. “It wasn’t just that either though, the girls were scared to come back here after you killed Lin, they were worried you’d take them all out.”
I smirk. If I had stayed, I probably would have considered it.
We undress each other and get into bed. I snuggle into his chest and he wraps an arm around me. I can’t believe I am back here after all this time and in the arms of this man.
**
“Princess. Come on, time to wake up.”
I swat Carter away. “No, just a little more sleep.” I snuggle down deeper in the cover and try to get comfortable again.
“Sorry, baby, but we have been summoned.” Carter pulls me up and kisses my forehead. It’s sweet, and unexpected, so it wakes me up instantly. He’s being so sweet.
“Fine,” I grumble.
I throw the blankets off as Carter tosses me some clothes. Quickly dressing, I stand, just staring at him.
“You okay?” he asks.
I shrug. “Let’s just get this over with.” I grab his hand and we go out of the room, down the hall, passed the main room and down another hall. There it is, my father’s office, the place that destroyed everything for me. All those old bad feelings come creeping back in and I try to shake them off. I think about my mom and my heart breaks all over again for her. She loved him so much and he betrayed her over and over again.
“Harlee, if you don’t want to, I can ask your father to speak to us somewhere else.”
“No, it’s…whatever.” I know I need to do this. It’s time to confront my dad and put the past to rest if I want to move forward with Carter.
Carter knocks for me, since I can’t bring myself to do it, and I hear my father shout to come in.
There he is, sitting behind his desk, smoking a cigarette, shuffling papers around on his desk.
“Princess.” He breathes out, quickly stubbing out his smoke and stands up coming towards me.
I take a step back, not wanting him near me and he flinches.
Turning his head away from me he tells us to sit.
“What I’m going to say is going to probably make you hate me more than you already do.”
Why is he dragging this out? “Just fucking tell me, God. I don’t want to be here, just tell me what the fuck you did to cause someone to come after me, so I can get the hell away from you,” I snap at him.
“There was never a threat.” I pull in a breath, and Carter’s hand squeezes mine tight. “Now before you yell at me, hear me out. I’ve fucking missed you, Princess. Between me and Wrecker here, you had every reason to stay away and never come back. I don’t blame you for it. I blame myself. I needed to find a way to get you home. No matter how it happened.”
I feel dizzy.
“What about the sick shit of the dead rat in her dresser? Or The Stable bitch that got stabbed?” Carter demands from him.
“It was all to scare her, to make her come home. Especially once I found out what she was doing for work, and no daughter of mine, no matter how much she hates me, is going to be a damn stripper. That was it. She was never in any real danger. Those men were people that owed our club money. I offered them a chance to be debt free if they did this for me.”
“So, I’m good to go home then?” I really need to go if I’m safe now, I have important shit waiting for me.
“Not so fast,” Carter says, pulling me back down to my seat. “I told you, baby, me and you, I won’t let you go again. I promised to remain faithful to you, to be the man you want me to be. I can’t let you go home.”
I shake my head. “And I will still be with you, but I really need to go home. Please, Wrecker, I’ll come back, I promise.” I need to take care of something fast. If Carter finds out any other way he will be the one who won’t forgive me. I’ve wanted to tell him so many times these past few days but there hasn’t been the right moment. I can’t bring myself to say the words.
Chapter 27
Wrecker
“If it’s about packing your house up and selling it, I can get some other guys to do that. You have no reason to leave me again.”
She shakes her head, tears in her eyes. “This is moving too fast, Carter, I want to date first. Yes, long distance, before I am fully ready to be with you always.”
“Harlee, please don’t cry.” I tug her out of her seat and into my arms.
“Don’t you two look cozy. You might be mad but my plan worked did it not? You two are back together,” Demon says as I hear a lighter flick and the smell of weed filling the room, I completely forgot where we were for a moment.
“Don’t, dad, just don’t. Seriously. I’m so fucking pissed at you.”
“Did you tell him yet?” Harlee stiffens in my arms and pulls away.
“Tell me what?”
“About your daughter,” Demon huffs out as he takes a puff from his joint.
Harlee’s face instantly pales, all color draining out of her cheeks.
Jumping up, she snaps at him, “Shut up!”
“I already know about the abortion. I don’t like it but I understand.” Not really, I’m just saving face in front of him. I�
�m still so fucking pissed about it. How would he have known it would be a girl?
“Abortion?” He chuckles. “I’m talking about the kid she has up north at her aunt’s place. Gladys. I always hated that bitch but she does take good care of my granddaughter.”
I look to Harlee as tears stream down her face. “What the fuck is he talking about?” Please tell me she doesn’t have a kid by some other fucking guy. I would hate to kill him but I wouldn’t be able to look at him knowing he had a kid with her.
She shakes her head back and forth.
“Do you have a kid? Who’s fucking kid, Harlee?” I roar getting in her face not wanting to believe it but her look tells me that Demon isn’t lying.
“Our kid, Carter. I was going to tell you but the timing hasn’t been right,” she whispers, falling to her knees at my feet, clutching my hand.
I yank away from her and resist the urge to kick her right in the pussy. “We have a daughter and you never thought to yourself in all these days we have been together to tell me? Why the hell did you tell me you aborted our child?”
“I’m sorry, Carter. I was so angry at you, I wanted to hurt you, so I just blurted that out. I did it to protect her,” she sobs wrapping her arms around my legs.
“Get off me, Harlee.”
“Carter, please?” She looks up at me and I can tell she’s sorry but that doesn’t change shit. I have a kid who doesn’t know me. A kid being raised by someone I don’t even know. My chest aches and I can’t bear to look at her anymore right now.
“Bitch, let me the fuck go!” I yell at her. She falls back, staring up at me, tears running down her face.
As she stands up, she goes from upset to pissed. Why is she fucking pissed off? I’m the one who should be pissed. “What was I supposed to do, Wrecker? Huh? If I had stayed and let you know about our child, was I supposed to take you back instantly? Play the fucked up junkie housewife and when our child would ask about you, why you weren’t home say ‘Sorry baby, daddy is out with his club, fucking other women, trying to make you lots of brothers and sisters.’ Huh, Wrecker!? Is that what was supposed to fucking happen!?” She screams in my face.
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