“You’re telling me.” I still wasn’t over the humiliation of banging my kid’s teacher, but seeing Kinsley dressed down, looking good enough to eat again, I mentally pushed the discomfort away.
“It’s not weird for you, is it?” she asked with a frown.
I took a swig from my freshly poured beer. “Not if it isn’t for you.”
“I like that answer. Don’t expect special treatment for Emerson, though. There’s no amount of amazing oral in the world that will get me to play favorites.” She bit her lips as her hand landed on my forearm.
I pulled her into me. “Oh come on, there has to be some amount of amazing oral that would earn a little bit of special treatment,” I whispered in her ear. “I’ll take you into the bathroom right now and show you just how amazing it can be.”
She moaned a little as her head fell onto my shoulder. “All right, there might be an amount, but I am telling you, it’s not going to be easy.”
“I like a challenge.” My phone buzzed in my pocket. “Sorry, I have to check this,” I muttered to Kinsley.
“Have at it.” She waved me off, scooting away just a bit to give me privacy.
I opened the message from Reese:We’re in place. We’ll let you know.
Me: Perfect. Wait for my signal.
“Now where were we?” I smirked at Kinsley as she sipped from her rocks glass.
“I think we were discussing you licking my clit again.” She sighed breathily into my ear.
“I can’t wait to taste you again,” I admitted quickly, flashes of the night before almost distracting me from the true nature of my visit to the bar.
Just as she was about to respond, I saw Elijah walking toward the back door.
“I’ll be right back.” I leapt to my feet, holding a finger up to Kinsley. “Hold that thought.”
She stared at me as I followed him out into the dimly lit parking lot.
Whistling for Reese and Jett, I looked right at my enemy as he whipped out his dick to piss in the gravel next to his bike.
With Reese and Jett trotting over to me, I rushed up behind the fucker, punching him in the shoulder.
“Hey man, remember me?” I yelled as he stumbled forward, frantically trying to put his cock away.
Reese grabbed his arm, spinning him around.
“Oh shit,” Elijah stammered as he tried to make a break for it.
“Not so fast.” Jett stopped him, showing him the baseball bat in his hand.
“I didn’t do anything. You can have Kinsley. I didn’t even talk to her tonight.” He was shaking like the pathetic pussy that he was.
“I’m not here because of Kinsley,” I growled. “I’m here because you murdered my wife and almost killed my daughter ten years ago. Ring a fucking bell?” I was seething as Reese and Jett held the arms of the squirming coward.
Elijah’s face went white as I rolled up the flannel sleeve of my left arm, revealing the Unacceptables tattoo I wore so proudly. As the pieces clicked into place in his head, I saw terror take over his entire body.
“It wasn’t me. I didn’t make that call,” he whined. “I swear. I left the club right after that happened. I didn’t sign up to be a woman killer. You gotta believe me.”
“Maccon? What the hell is going on?” Kinsley was thundering toward us.
“You need to go back inside.” I grabbed her arm. “Please, Kinsley. I need to take care of something.”
“He’s not worth it. I’m not worth it. What are you thinking?” she yelled in my face, ripping her arm out of my grasp.
“This has nothing to do with you. He helped kill my wife.” The words felt bitter as I admitted them to her.