Right Kind of Wrong

by K. Renee

  “I have work tomorrow. Being here isn’t smart. I need to be closer to work.” A few other things are running through my mind right now too, but I don’t say anything about them. I know I probably should, but I don’t know how to say it I guess.

  “We will figure it all out. Just come back to the room with me.” Closing my eyes I take a deep breath and let it out slowly before I nod my head.

  He releases his hold on me and grabs my hand, leading me to the door. Once he opens it, we see Pen still standing there. He has an expression I’ve never seen before; I don’t know what to make of it. As Sawyer leads me past him, I stop and turn towards him. “Thank you.” He smiles slightly and nods his head.

  Looking up at Sawyer, I can see the irritation written all over his face. He’s mad at Pen, and I kind of feel bad about it.

  Sawyer leads me back to his room where he pulls me inside and shuts the door quickly. He pushes me up against the door. The sweet guy from just a few seconds ago is gone and the guy I’ve began to get used to is in his place.

  “There are a few rules around here. You need to learn them.” I nod my head because I don’t know what else to do.

  “Never sleep in another member’s bed. I don’t care what is going on, just don’t do it. Your mine and that shows disrespect No talking back to me in front of the brothers. I won’t stand for it ever. Be sassy all you want in here, but out there that shit doesn’t fly with me.” His eyes never leave mine, it’s almost like he’s searching them for confirmation of what he just said.

  “Okay,” I whisper, “I’m sorry.” My voice sounds nothing like me, it’s partly because I have no clue how he is going to react at any time.

  He presses his body into mine and I can’t move from the door. “As much as I want to fuck you, I’m not going to. I’ll wait for you to come to me.” He slams his mouth down on mine. He kisses me like no one has ever kissed me before. His tongue slips into my mouth and he massages my tongue with his.

  I melt into his embrace. I can’t help but let a little moan slip from my lips. When he pulls away, I can feel a fire start in my body. I want so bad to take things further, but I don’t. I’m not sure I’m ready for anything yet.

  He releases me and I just stare up at him. I don’t know if he’s done with his rules or if things are okay yet, so I wait for him to make the next move.

  “I’m going to shower. I have church in a few, so you need to stay in here. I promise once I know things are safe, we can get away from here for a little while.” He places a quick kiss to my forehead and I just watch as he walks towards the bathroom.

  Before he disappears into the room, he looks back at me and winks. I feel my cheeks heat, so I go and lay in his bed. Getting under the covers, I get a whiff of that woman’s perfume. It smells bad, but I’m sure that’s because she smells like smoke too. Closing my eyes, I try to think about Sage.

  God I miss her so much. I wonder if Sawyer can take me to see her. I can already picture him telling me that it’s not safe so I don’t bother getting my hopes up.

  Looking over at the nightstand, I see a picture. Sitting up, I reach over and grab it. Looking over the picture, I can’t help but smile. Sage is standing there with Sawyer, they both have beers in their hands and they are laughing at something. Running my fingers over the photo, I can’t help but wonder what was so funny and how an undercover cop met these bikers.

  I always thought that they were sworn enemies, but now I’m not so sure. Well unless they don’t know that she’s a cop. Is that why she’s in trouble? I hear the water shut off and when I look up, I can see Sawyer’s back in the mirror. He has tattoo’s covering both of his arms. His back is muscular, but not overly. Watching the way he moves makes my mouth water, I am curious as to what the rest of his body looks like right now.

  “If you want to see the whole package, you should just come in here.” He winks at me in the mirror; I sink down on the bed and cover myself with the covers.

  I hear footsteps coming closer, then the bed dips, I smell his shampoo and body wash. His wet skin is under the covers, and I feel his body press up against mine. Closing my eyes, I try to take a few deep breaths before I even try to get the words out. I’m not even sure how to say anything. Never have I ever laid in bed next to a naked man unless we were dating and we had just had sex.

  Even then, it’s been few and far between.

  Part of his shoulder is on top of me. I turn to my side and face the wall so I don’t see anything that I shouldn’t. I’m not saying I’m a prude, but I barely know him. I can’t see his naked bits. It’s awkward.

  “I won’t do anything you don’t want me to,” he whispers. As he lays on his side, I can feel his eyes watching me. Peeking my head out from under the covers, I see the grin on his face. He’s a butthead.

  The blanket falls down a little when he moves and I see his rock hard abs. The blanket stops right above his private area, and I can’t help but be thankful.

  “Who’s after my sister?” I turn so that I’m facing him. He searches my eyes for a moment before he says anything.

  “She got in bad with a rival club and I still don’t even know how she did it. She never told me why she went over there, but I have a feeling that it had something to do with the case she was working on.” Case? Does he know what she does for a living?

  “Case?” I question. I want to know what he knows before I mention anything.

  “Yeah? Don’t you know she’s undercover?” I give him a blank stare as I wait for him to continue. “That’s actually how she and I met. I work with her, just not undercover. My superiors know that I’m part of this club and they know we are completely legal.”

  “You’re a cop?” I ask sounding completely shocked. He grins, reaches his hand out towards me, pulling me closer to his naked body.

  “Does that make you change your mind about me?” His voice drops an octave, and it becomes more of a sexy whisper.

  “I don’t know,” I answer honestly.

  “I’m actually a detective. Hell, a few of the guys are active military reserves and we even have a lawyer. We protect our own just like every other club; just don’t deal the drugs or guns.” I’m trying really hard to wrap my head around what he’s talking about, but I’m having a hard time doing so.

  I always thought that bikers were bad people or criminals, but if he’s a detective and the others are in the military how bad can they be?

  “Don’t look so surprised baby. I am still just as rough and rowdy at my day job as well.” He winks at me and I start to become a little bit more relaxed.

  “I know you have to work tomorrow, but I need you to call in for a few days until I can make sure that you’re protected. I promised your sister and I sure as hell ain’t going back on my word.” Swallowing the lump in my throat, my mind goes back to Sage.

  “Can I see her?”

  “It’s not safe right now, but as soon as it is I will make sure you get to see her.” He presses a kiss against my forehead and I scoot a little closer to him. I rest my cheek against his bare chest, breathing in his scent.

  Closing my eyes, I try to not worry about Sage. She can protect herself. I know that everything will be fine. Well at least I keep telling myself that.

  Pounding on the door wakes me up, and I realize that I am now plastered to Sawyer’s body. I can feel his erection through my sweats, as I try to pull out of his grasp.

  “Don’t move now. They will go away baby. Go back to sleep,” he mumbles sleepily. I look up at his face and his eyes are still closed. When the banging on the door continues, he frowns.

  “Saw, get the fuck up.” Someone yells through the door. I feel his body tense; he grumbles something that I can’t understand. He gets out of bed, and doesn’t even bother to pull on any jeans. When he opens the door, I see a man standing there that I haven’t seen before.

  “Jesus Saw. Fucking cover your shit.” He covers his eyes and I can’t help but giggle.

  Sawyer snorts and just
waits for him to say whatever he came here to say. “What the fuck do you want?”

  “Prez wants to talk to her.” When he nods in my direction, I can feel my eyes widen. Why would he want to talk to me?

  “Why?” Sawyer grunts out.

  “Fuck I don’t know. I didn’t ask.” Sawyer looks over at me and then back at the guy in the doorway.

  “Give me ten and we’ll be in his office.” The guy nods, before shaking his head once more. He turns and walks away muttering about pants.

  Sawyer shuts the door, making his way back to the bed and gets under the covers with me. “Aren’t you supposed to be getting ready?” I ask when he wraps his arms around me and pulls me closer to his body.

  “Five more minutes. I was having a fantastic dream about a naked woman. She has a small little tattoo on her left hip that she thinks no one knows about.” His lips turn up into a smirk and I push against his stomach.

  “How did you know that?” I am mortified that he even knows about it. I know that my sister wouldn’t have told him that, would she?

  “While you were asleep your sweats were a little low and I could see the skin peeking out from under your shirt too.” He runs his finger right above where the tattoo is. I hold my breath and try not to let the feel of his skin on mine turn me on.

  “I think it’s sexy.” He opens his eyes, and I can see the lust lingering. As much as I keep thinking about just giving in to what my body desires, I don’t. I’ve never been one to sleep with men that I don’t know, plus he is no exception no matter how good he looks naked.

  He leans forward, kisses my forehead before rolling over onto his back and sighing. He lays like that for a minute in the silence, and I can’t help but watch his chest move with every breath he takes. He’s beautiful, but I’m sure he knows it all too well.

  When his eyes open, he turns his head to look at me and grins. “Come on, Prez wants to see you.”

  The color drains out of my face. I don’t even know what to do. “It’s going to be okay. Nothing bad is going to happen. Just stay next to me and I’ll answer any questions he has.” I nod my head and he gets out of bed.

  Staring at his ass as he walks towards the dresser, I watch as he pulls out a pair of jeans and pulls them on. Once he has socks and boots on, he grabs a tee shirt out of the drawer as well. His abs contract as he pulls the shirt over his head. I’m pretty sure I’m drooling at the sight of him and his body.

  As soon as he turns around, I turn over and face towards the wall. I know I shouldn’t be checking him out the way I have been, but I can’t help it. Booted feet come closer; I know that he caught me watching him. He kneels on the bed and leans in to whisper in my ear.

  “When I finally get to take you, it’s going to be fucking amazing.” He places a kiss on the back of my neck and I stop breathing. Although his presence scares the ever-loving shit out of me, I love hearing his dirty mouth and I feel safe being in here with him.

  People probably think I’m crazy for thinking that, but it’s true. Maybe it’s some sort of hero worshiping complex, but I don’t care.

  He rolls me over, grabs my hands, pulling me up and off the bed with him. “Come on baby. Let’s get this over with. I have some plans for us tonight.” I follow his lead as we make our way out of the room and down the hall towards another set of doors.

  When we come to a stop in front of the door, I can hear voices behind it. Sawyer knocks and someone yells out, “Come in.” When he opens the door, I can’t help but stare at the man sitting behind the desk.

  “Hey Dannicka.” His voice is still the same husky tone that I remember as a little girl. I turn and look at Sawyer and he gives me a strange look.

  He looks over to the man behind the desk and asks, “You know each other?” Sawyer ushers me into the room and closes the door behind us.

  He nods over to the other side of the office. My eyes follow his and I see Sage sitting there in the chair. I all but throw myself at her and I squeeze her tightly. “Hey sis,” She whispers squeezing me back just as hard.

  I feel Sawyer come up behind me and he wraps his arms around both of us causing Sage to laugh. “So good to see you dickhead.”

  “I’m fucking glad you’re okay.” He kisses the top of her head before releasing us both. Sage forces me to sit next to her on the old couch in the room. When I look back over to the man behind the desk, I can’t help but think that maybe everyone has been lying to me about who they are.

  “What are you doing here?” I finally ask. Sage elbows me, but I don’t care. I want to know why he’s here. Sawyer takes a seat on the edge of the couch and turns his attention towards his Prez or whatever he is to him.

  “This is my club. It’s good to see you Dannicka; it’s been way too long.” He gives me a slight smile, but I can’t help but glare at him.

  “And whose fault is that?” I bite out. I know it isn’t something I should do, but I can’t help it.

  “I know that I was a shitty father to you and Sage, but I want to make it up to you.” I roll my eyes at him and Sawyer looks between the three of us.

  “Just because you and mom didn’t work out doesn’t mean that we didn’t love you too.” I feel the tears start to pool in my eyes, so I try hard not to let them fall.

  “I know Danni. You don’t know how hard it was to leave you girls and not have any contact with you after your mom and I broke up. She asked me to stay away. She didn’t want to me make it any worse on you than I already did.” He casts his eyes down and looks at the desk like it’s more interesting than the conversation.

  When he finally looks back up at me, I can see the tears starting to form in his eyes. “I know I was the closest thing to a father you girls ever had, but I am truly sorry for how everything went down.” When the tears start to fall down my face, I get up and run out the door.

  I can’t be in the same room as him anymore. I need to get out of here. I run towards Sawyer’s room to grab my things. When I get everything in my bag, I zip it up and go towards the door. Before I can open it, Sawyer is coming in and he blocks me from leaving.

  “Danni,” he says softly. Dropping my bag on the ground, I look up at him with tears in my eyes. He walks closer to me and pulls me into his arms, “I didn’t know.” I feel his lips on the top of my head and I can’t help but cry harder.

  I never thought that I would see him again, now that he’s here and in the flesh, I don’t know what to even think.

  Sawyer walks me over to the bed and takes a seat, pulling me into his lap, “It’s okay.” He whispers as he runs his hands up and down my back.

  I suck in a breath to try to calm myself down, but I can’t. Seeing him after all this time is like a kick to the gut. I just want to leave. I want to get far away from this place as I can.

  “I need to leave,” I finally choke out. When he looks down at me, I can’t tell what expression passes through his features, but he does nod his head.

  “You know I can’t let you leave. It’s not safe for you to be alone.” He grabs my chin and forces me to look into his eyes.

  I wipe my nose with my hand and not to stop the tears from falling, “He left and not once came back to see us. He was the only father I ever knew and I wasn’t good enough for him.” I cry harder and he pulls me closer to him. Burying my face into his neck, I sob until I can’t cry any longer.

  He lays us back on the bed and I keep my body close to his. I hear his phone beep, but he doesn’t even bother to check it. He just continues to rub my back and comfort me. He probably thinks I’m crazy or something, I’m sure.

  “My real father died before I was a two and when my mom met Silas, I thought that I finally got to be like the other kids. I finally had a father. They were together until I was ten. I didn’t know that they had broken up, but one day he didn’t come home. When I asked my mom where my daddy was she told me that he had another family that he needed to spend time with. I remember crying my eyes out for days. I knew for sure that my daddy would
never do that, but I guess I was wrong because today is the first time I’ve seen him in eighteen years.”

  Sawyer moves the hair out of my eyes and places a soft kiss to my lips. “Maybe you should talk to him.” I shake my head no and he squeezes me tighter.

  “I can’t, he left. I can’t forgive that.” I wipe my tears and Sawyer doesn’t let me go. Closing my eyes, I try to push out the hurt, but it doesn’t work. I spend the rest of the night wrapped up in Sawyers arms. He holds me close and whispers sweet things that make me feel like maybe one day everything will be okay.

  Without him right now, I don’t know how I would cope.

  When I wake up the next morning, I feel Sawyer’s body still pressed against mine. He has his arm wrapped around me. At some point I must have turned over because my ass is pressed up against his erection.

  I try not to move too much, but I can’t help it. Having him this close to me has my body doing crazy things that I’ve never thought about before. I’m about ready to say hell with it and just have sex with him. What’s the worst that can happen?

  His grip tightens around me and he places a kiss against my neck, “I know you’re awake baby.” His husky voice shoots straight down to my girly parts, I end up pushing my ass back into him. “You keep doing that and there is no way in hell that I won’t be getting you naked and under me right now.”

  His lips run down my neck, where he sucks on my neck causing me to moan out. One of his hands starts to move up my thigh and to my breasts. He cups one, and starts to run his finger over my nipple causing it to pebble up.

  I can’t help but grind back into him. His other hand runs up my body and lands on my throat. As he kisses his way along my neck, I don’t even recognize the noises that are coming from my mouth right now.

  “I love the little sounds you make,” He nips at my earlobe and grinds into me more, causing me to moan.

  The hand that was on my breast is moved down my body, slowly starts to slip into my sweats causing me to pause. I take a deep breath and close my eyes. Maybe I’m not ready for this. Before I can think any more about what I’m about to do, I feel his fingertips brush against me. I gasp and Sawyer makes a growling sound in the back of his throat.