Chapter 4

Damian

It’s Friday now and fucking Brody has been bugging me nonstop about going out tonight. If he asks me one more time, I might just hit him. Although I could relieve some tension, but I’m not telling him that. Him and his new girl said that her friend will be there, and I guess she’s hot but lately there’s only been one woman on my mind.

Lilith is nothing like any other woman I’ve met before. She’s strong and confident. She’s also smoking hot and doesn’t act like she's all that. But above all she seems to have a soul that matches her inside and out.

God why am I still thinking about her? I can’t let this girl affect me. I need to focus on my paperwork and get it done today. The men need paid, and I need to figure out why our funds are off. Why didn’t I hire an accountant again? Oh, yea because I’m stubborn and want everything done myself.

As I finally finish all the bullshit that goes along with being a president of a MC, I see Brody walk in my office. He sits across from me on the couch and has a shitty smirk on his stupid face.

“What are you so chipper about?”

“Oh, nothing Prez, you ready for tonight?”

“I told you I don’t need to meet anyone. It’s just another distraction I don’t need.”

“Another?” He eyes me trying to decide if this conversation is worth the hassle and smartly lets it go. “Come on! The girls are waiting.”

We end up taking my truck, would’ve taken the bike but it’s supposed to rain. We pull up to a newer bar in town. The girls must have picked this place. It's got a DJ and the music that’s playing is some type of new rock/pop mixture. I guess it could be worse. There are worse spots in town for a couple of bikers.

We’re later than we’re supposed to be, but I could care less. As we walk into the bar Brody is looking around for his new girl and spots her at the bar. He pulls me over and as we approach; he lifts and spins her around in a circle while planting a sloppy kiss right on her face. Yup, he’s fucking hooked with this one already. They call each other baby, have hands all over each other and I sware I just saw them rub each other’s noses together. Gross.

I’m looking across the crowd and do a double take when I see a flash of strawberry blonde hair. I realize that I know this chick. Can’t really see her face yet but I am definitely taken by her hair and hourglass figure. She’s swaying to the music and seems to be lost in her own world. As she turns around with the song, I see her face. Lilith. She’s gorgeous tonight. She has on a deep purple lace top that covers her full sleeves and tight leather pants with knee high boots that accentuate her ass perfectly. Man, I almost wish Brody didn’t set me up tonight.

I’m almost caught staring when what’s her name hands me a whiskey. Man, I gotta start remembering her name if she’s actually sticking around. I drink it in one gulp and feel the sweet burn as I point to the bartender to refill my glass. Brody then orders another vodka tonic for his girl, of course, and a whiskey for himself. I realize I’m third wheeling right now and that doesn’t look good.

“So, where’s this chick?”

“You’ll meet her soon. She’s on the dance floor.” Brody's girl answers. Penny..? or was it Tammy? “So how was your guys’ day?” She tries to start a conversation. I can tell she’s sensing I’m about to leave, and I am.

“Good baby, I was at the strip club all day setting up the new poles.” Brody answers.

I look at Brody with a bit of shock that he just told his girlfriend that he was with strippers all day. They both notice and she answers for him. “I’m a trusting person, and plus I’m sure I probably taught most of them anyway.”

She notices the continued shock on my face and finally explains.

"I teach pole. It's a workout class based on stripping. It's a great work out and now that my best instructor is back, I think it's going to get really popular."

“You sure are baby. You mean your friend? Think you and her are going to dance tonight?” Brody says as he’s latching on to her neck and ear.

I think I’m actually getting sick here. Although, meeting this 'friend' can't be as bad as it sounded earlier now that I know she knows how to work the pole. “I’m going out for a smoke” I leave the two love birds in their public make out session. Once I get outside, I light up a smoke and try to relax. ‘He’s your VP and best friend, you can’t knock him out in the middle of a bar’ I repeat to myself as I’m enjoying the quiet. I hear heels behind me and almost scowl. I’m really not in the mood.

“Got a light?” A girl asks my back.

I ignore the woman. I don't do small talk and she's going to figure that out pretty quickly.

“So, not a big talker are ya? How’d you light that?”

I know she’s asking about the currently lit cigarette in my hand and I don’t care. I’m not in the mood tonight. I also know that if I don't respond now she's gonna cause a scene.

“Magic.” I simply respond. Might as well have some fun.

“Okay, so how about you be a gentleman and let me light one with whatever magic you used.” This chick has a mouth. I almost smirk. I turn around and blink a few times when I realize it’s Lilith. Fuck me. She looks a lot hotter up close. She has just enough makeup to make her features stick out. Her eyes are so blue they remind me of sapphires. And her mouth is in a pout that makes me want to claim it for my own. And that body, I want to know what it tastes like.

“Oh, hi” She's suddenly quieter and I wonder why. Her tough girl look starts to shatter when she realizes who I am and I can tell she’s trying to back track.

“I’m sorry Prez, oh shit am I allowed to call you that? I just never got your name the other day. I just got dragged out by a friend of mine and just needed a break from dancing. I don't even smoke anymore. I mean I used to but one sounded good because the people in there can't keep their hand to themselves. Oh fuck, look at me ranting like a damn lunatic.”

“Here” I hand over the lighter and she takes it softly. Our hand brush and it almost felt like static. I’m not sure if she felt it too. She almost impossible to read, always has her guard up until now. She must have drunk just enough to make the night worth it. We just sit there quietly enjoying each other’s silence. When Brody and what’s her name walk out.

“Oh my god Lil there you are! I’ve been looking everywhere for you! I see you met your date”

We both gape at each other then over at the two Cupid’s. She speaks first thankfully because if I would have, I might get into a fight with my VP with some choice words about his woman.

“What?! Date?! What the fuck are you talking about? You said it was a girls night! You insisted on taking your car and said I was drinking! Kelly!”

Ah ha Kelly, that’s her name! Got to remember that for later.

“Well, you need to loosen up girl. Your way too uptight.” Her friend Kelly looks at her with these doe eyes that can't be working.

“I’m going to kill you one of these times you know that?” Lillith glares at her. If looks could kill...

“Yea right, who would keep you on your toes now that your discharged.”

The girls seem to calm down and I look at Brody who has the stupidest grin I’ve ever seen on him. “What are you laughing at? I’ll talk to you later.”

The grin disappears and I get a little chuckle out of it. He knows better.

“Well time to go, see ya!” As soon as I look over I see Brody and Kelly making a mad dash for her car. Fuck! Now this is slightly awkward.

I look over at Lilith and I’m honestly not sure what to do. Well I came to get drunk, so might as well do that. I chin point her back into the bar and she follows. I can tell she’s pissed but it’s almost cute how her face is all scrunched up. God what is happening to me? Cute? Women are never cute. Their hot or sexy, we fuck and then I kick them out the door. I'm loosing it for real now.

Although I wouldn't mind fucking Lilith I think that I should keep our relationship a bit more professional since she might be my employee soon. Fuck... What am I going to do?

Lilith

I cannot believe I fell for this again from Kelly. She is always doing this crap! Like 'setting me up' is a fucking game to her. Ugh!! Just wait till I get home, I am going to give her a piece of my mind for sure!

I look over at Damian and he looks just as shocked as I am. I just don't know what to do next. Like, my friend just abandoned me on him and he is my boss! He finally turns from where Kelly and his friend left and looks towards me. He looks so damn sexy tonight without even trying.

I glance down at his faded jeans that just look like they were meant for him. They are loose but a little tight around muscular thighs. then to his pitch black V-neck shirt that has tattoos poking out of the top. His muscular arms that are covered in ink that look so delicious I want to take a bite. Then to his strong shoulders that look like he can pick me up so easily. He has what looks like a day or two worth of stubble on his angular jaw then I see his eyes that bore into mine. Yup, just got caught checking him out. Jesus! I realize I'm biting my lip too. Could I look anymore like a bitch in heat?

"Want another drink?" His voice is so low that I almost moan from it.

"Um.. sure" NO! What am I doing right now!?! I'm already a bit tipsy and if I get drunk I don't know what I'll do. Not that I mind.. Damn it! Lilith get yourself together!

I follow him into the bar and totally check out his ass. This man is built like a fucking god its unreal! I look at his back and the muscles that he has built. I wonder if he goes to the gym or if they were built by manual labor. Which in turn puts a very vivid fantasy of him working outside with his shirt off and sweat rolling down what I assume is a full six pack at least with the perfect V leading to....

He turns around and my line of sight is directly at his crotch. Fuck!! Just kill me now. I stumble from embarrassment and he catches me right before I fall into his wide chest. I'm kind of wishing he would have just let me fall just so I could feel him.

He sets me up straight by my shoulders and I finally look into his eyes again and see a smirk on his face. Damn it. I thought maybe a little dignity would be saved tonight but I guess I was wrong.

"What ya drinking?" He's looking at me like he's half irritated that he got stuck with me and I don't know if I should test him or not.

"Whiskey and a beer." It's my go to.

He turns to order the drinks for us and I don't miss that he orders the same. Once the bartender returns with our shots and beers I pick one up and raise it to him in a toast.

"To awkward situations and asshole friends." He laughs.. Like actually laughs! It is the most sexy sound I have ever heard in my entire life.

We clink glasses, tap the bar with them, drink and then tap them on the bartop twice. Its a military thing and it's supposed to be something about getting the bad luck out of the drink or some shit like that. I just know thats the only way to drink a shot and I also know that not many civilians know it. I don't question him about it now though. He knows I just retired from the army but I keep that little knowledge in the back of my mind.

"Want to dance?" I look over at him and he is in utter shock. I know I'm pushing it but after that shot I can't seem to help myself.

He still hasn't responded for almost a full minute so I decide for him. I grab his hand and pull him out onto the dance floor. He just looks around like he's embarrassed to be out here with me and I know exactly what to do.

I start dancing the sexiest I possibly can and his attention is now fully on me. I keep my eyesight just beyond him to make him think this is just how I dance and not specifically for him. He starts to get closer and gets close enough that I have to look at his face. His eyes are constantly scanning me up and down and everytime out eyes meet I melt just a little. I can't keep looking into his eyes. He's too intense. So I turn around and start dancing with my back to his.

I hear him groan like he's getting pissed and then I feel him. His hands snake around my hips and touch the small amount of skin from my top riding up. His hands are so hot my skin feels like it's burning. Then my back touches his chest and I pause. Just for a second and the way my head is already tipsy I can't deny this anymore tonight.

"Fuck it." I don't realize I said it out loud at first until I heard him chuckle into my ear.

We are dancing together in such sync. His hands are tight on my hips and travel to my stomach occasionally. We must be out here dancing the entire night because soon the lights go up and everyone starts separating as last call is called. I'm frozen. I can't move away and look him in the eye. It will be too awkward for me. We just grinded on each other for what must have been 20 minutes. His hands still haven't left my sides.

"I can take you home in my truck." He finally broke the silence but still hasnt let go of me.

"Okay... thank you" I'm not sure what else to say. I can still feel his breath on my ear.

"I had a lot of fun" He finally said it. And I instantly regret the entire evening. How can one small sentence ruin the entire night. When guys say they had alot of fun it usually meant that they are done with you and don't know how to let you down easy. I've dealt with it enough to know the signs.

I step out of his grasp and feel his hands tighten for a moment like he didn't want to let me. I harden my face as I turn around and look at him.

"I have to use the bathroom. Meet you by the door." I know what I said was short and curt. I don't know if it was what I said or how I said it to him but his mask is intantly up too. He just nods and then makes his way to the door.

I go to the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror. I lean against my hands on the counter and repeat to myself in my head. 'He's your boss. Look do not touch.'

Some slut with an attitude steps out of the stull and sees me. A look of irritation crosses her face and I just ignore her because I just need to get out of here at this point.

"You should stay away from him." Who the fuck is this bitch talking to. I look around and realize it must be me. I look at her like she's insane and just continue to wash my hands like that will solve my problems.

"The Prez is mine. All the honeys know it and I think its time you should too. I know your new round here but you should know. Get close to him again and I'll make sure to teach you a lesson." Her voice is making my ears ring with her high pitched nasally tone and her fake ass southern bell accent.

"I don't think he knows that. It's also none of your business either." I don't know their relationship but I also think that Damian would atleast tell me no to dancing like that if he did have a woman. I also don't think he would've checked me out as bad earlier either.

"You're just a whore. He'll get bored with you in a week, two tops." She's really angry now. I still don't know her name nor do I want to so after I dry my hands on a towel I get a crazy idea.

I grab a new napkin and hand it to her. She looks at me like I'm crazy now, and I am but not in the same way she is. After she looks at it and up at me as to say what is this for.

"I think you might need to wipe off some of the foaming at your mouth you rabid bitch." I know I just poked the bear but I love it. I spin on my heals and walk out briskly. I see Damian next to his truck and hop in quickly. Little blondie bitch must have been stunned because she just came hobbling out on her 8 inch heals yelling incoherently.

"Friend of yours?" I ask Damian and he just smirks as he drives off. Yea, I didn't think they were together. Looks like I made my first enemy here.