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Half way done with Timber’s tat, I feel uneasy as if I am being watched. I know that it is a stupid feeling. Because of course I’m being watched. There are guests everywhere coming and going, sometimes looking over my shoulder as I work. It’s never bothered me before though.
I know the second Baratta’s eyes land on me. My skin prickles and I feel my nipples tighten up. The way that man makes my body react is just insane. I have never met another who has ever made me feel like he does. It pisses me the fuck off too.
Although it would not piss me off if we finally got a round two. I think to myself as I raise my eyes looking directly into his. The corner of his mouth lifts as if he can read my thoughts. I just smile back before lowering my head back to my work.
“You might want to stop smiling at him like that. Your brother looks ready to slit his damn throat as it is.” Timber whispers on a chuckle.
“My brother should mind his own damn business.”
“So it’s like that is it?”
I look up at Timber and I know his meaning so I give him a slight nod. I like Baratta even though I would never admit it to him. He’s infuriating as hell and a pain in my ass. But my brother has no say in who I sleep with or have a relationship with.
I’ve no idea if Baratta or even myself is interested in a relationship, but I’m for damn sure interested in getting that man back into my bed for a few hours. It’s been too long since I’ve felt as good as he made me feel in New Orleans. I’m still pissed though that he left me before I even woke up. I very nearly missed my plane that morning.
“I’ll try to keep your brother in check but you will need to talk to him eventually Fi. He’s your brother and you two are all each other have, besides the club.”
“I know and I will. He also needs to remember that I am grown. I moved away last time because I needed a life of my own without interference from him. Hell, I went to prom alone because all the guys in my class were afraid of the club. I won’t let any of you keep me from having a social life now that I am older.”
“I’ll promise to try to keep all the brothers in line if you stop digging that needle in so hard.” He grits out.
“Sorry.” I scrunch my face up and he just shakes his head at me.
I finish the rest of the shading before I scoot back to look over my work. It still amazes me to see my own art on another person. I don’t think I will ever get completely used to it.
“That looks awesome half-pint!” Blade says as he walks over to the table.
“I think she gets even better each time she works.” Timber comments looking over it himself.
“Can’t wait to get mine too.” Wrench walks in with a smile. He’s been a little quieter since coming back home from the armed forces. I’m just glad he came home just like the rest of the club.
Around two in the morning I am at the door, saying goodnight to all of my guests as they begin to leave. It was a really great night but now I am tired and ready to call it a night.
“Don’t forget the family BBQ. Some of the other clubs that are here will have their families with them. So you’ll get a chance to see some of the people that didn’t come tonight.” My brother says, standing in the doorway. Apparently he’s the last one out although his eyes keep scanning the area behind me.
“Are you looking for something?” I cross my arms over my chest as I glare at him.
“No. Everything looks as it should. Just don’t forget to lock up. I know how forgetful you are about that.” I roll my eyes even though I know he is right.
“Yes sir, I will as soon as you walk out.” I sweetly droll out.
He shakes his head at me, closes the door behind him but I see him stop to watch me until I turn the lock. A few minutes later he drives off on his bike following Timber back to the clubhouse.
“Did you have a good night?” I hear whispered next to my ear causing me to jump with a gasp.
“Fuck. I thought you left. You scared the hell out of me!” I shove at his shoulder although it doesn’t move him at all.