Sins and Scars (Sinners Book 1) (9 page)

“That doesn’t make me feel better.” She pulls away from me and I stop her.

“Baby you are so much more than just a piece of ass for me. You’re my whole damn world. I fuckin’ love you more than the air I breathe. Without you, I’d suffocate.” I watch her expression change from sadness, to happiness, and then to love, in the matter of seconds. She leans down and presses her mouth to mine.
 

“You make me the happiest I’ve ever been. If I hadn’t met you that night, who knows where I would be right now. You’ve taken a shy girl and made her feel confident and sexy.”

Waking up a few hours later, I feel a body slide over mine. I’m so drunk that I can’t even see straight, let alone figure out what the fuck is happening. Lips run down my neck, and a hand cups my dick. Closing my eyes, I just let her do what she wants. I don’t even fucking care right now. She can use me anyway she wants. I sleep buck naked, so it’s not like she needs my help getting me undressed.
 

When I open my eyes again, I see what I think is blonde hair. I try to blink away the haziness, but it’s no fucking use. I hear the door slam against the wall, and screaming fills my room. It sounds like Harlyn is yelling at someone. Before I can even get my head up to look at the doorway, I see a blur of people. It sounds like someone beating the fuck out of someone, but I can’t make sense of anything.
 

The last thing I remember was thinking about the first time Harlyn told me she loved me, and drinking a few big swigs from the bottle of Johnny. The noises quiet down, and I feel her skin press against mine. She cups my face and I groan at the feeling.
 

“Stav? Can you hear me?” I nod my head, and she runs her thumb over my lips. “That stupid bitch is lucky Romeo pulled me off of her.”
 

“Who?” I rasp out.
 

“Delilah. I hate that stupid bitch. I hope she gets herpes and dies.” Harlyn helps me sit up, and I sway. “How much did you have to drink?” She puts her hand on my forehead and I have a hard time adjusting my eyes to see her.
 

“Stav you’re scaring me. Are you okay?” I shake my head no and it was a fuckin’ mistake. My head swims and I fall into her lap.
 

“Babe.” I whisper hoarsely. “I don’t feel well.”
 

She gets off the bed and walks out of the room without another word. I can barely hold my head up now and my eyes are getting heavy. What the fuck did that bitch Delilah put in my bottle of Johnny?

The next time I come to, I see a worried frown on Harlyn’s face. She’s sitting with her back against the wall. Her feet are lying across my body, and she’s watching me intently.
 

“Har.” My voice breaks, and she scrambles to sit on her knees next to me.
 

Her hand runs across my face and I lean into her touch. “What happened?” I ask. Looking around the room, everything looks the same. She grips my hand in hers, and gives it a light squeeze.
 

“That stupid bitch drugged you. She tried to get you so fucked up that you didn’t know who you were fucking last night. Romeo pulled me off of her when they found us in the hall fighting.” Looking more closely at her face, I see a scratch and a small bruise that’s forming on her jaw. Reaching my arm up, I run my fingertips over her soft skin.
 

“Thank you.” She gives me a sad smile and I pull her down to lay with me. My whole body is weak and I just want to sleep for another twelve hours, or more.
 

“Last night scared the shit out of me. I had no idea what was wrong, and when I brought Romeo in here, he called the doc. At some point you stopped breathing.” Her voice isn’t as strong as it typically is, and she looks worried still. Running my thumb over her knuckles, I feel the scabs that are starting to form on them.
 

Pulling her hands to my face, I check out the damage. “You do all this to her?” She nods and puts her head on my chest. She doesn’t say anything or make any noise, but I can feel her body wrack with silent sobs. Wrapping my arms around her, I hold her until I can’t keep my eyes open any longer.
 

A few hours later, I feel her hands dancing along my bare stomach. Her fingers trail from my chest down to the hair that leads down my pants. My dick jumps to attention when she runs her fingers by him once more, and I want grab them and put them right where I want them. Her body is cuddled into my side and her face is pressed against my pec.
 

“How long have I been out?” My voice is strained and when I look down at her, she looks up at me.
 

“Forty-eight hours.” She wrinkles her nose at that, and I can’t help but think it’s a sexy look on her.
 

“I need to check on things out in the clubhouse.” She doesn’t say anything; she just sits up and waits for me to get out of bed. I’m still naked, and she’s just wearing one of my tee shirts.
 

“Stav, I need some more clothes than what I have. I didn’t exactly get to pack when Dex forced me to leave with him.”
 

“You still have clothes in my dresser.” She raises an eyebrow at me, but I ignore it and pull my body off my bed. I still feel like shit, but I need to get back to my men.
 

We both dress in silence, and when she’s ready, she takes a seat on my bed and waits for me to finish pulling on my boots. Reaching for her hand, I help her up and end up almost falling on her instead. “Stav, you really should lay back down. The doc had to flush your system you had so much in you.”
 

“Babe, I’ll be fine.” She frowns, but doesn’t say anything else. She knows I don’t back down when I have something set in my mind. I need to get out there and take control of my clubhouse. I need to see that Romeo took care of that stupid bitch Delilah, too.
 

Grabbing her hand, I lead her towards the bar. When the guys see me, they start making their way towards me. After over a dozen, ‘glad to see you up and around’s’, I just want to find Romeo. I finally find him in the kitchen talking to Dex. “Go back into the bar. I’ll be back in a minute.” I whisper in Harlyn’s ear. She looks between the guys before nodding her head, and making her way back through the door, letting it swing closed behind her. When I turn my attention back to my VP and SAA, I can see them checking me over.
 

“You should probably be on your back still, asshole.” Romeo states.
 

“I’m not a fucking bitch, dickhead.”
 

Dex starts to laugh and I give him a look that causes him to stop. He clears his throat and waits for me to say something useful. “What happened?” They both stare at me like I should remember, but I can’t remember a damn thing but the yelling and someone putting their hands on me. I remember passing out in Harlyn’s lap, but that’s it.

“You disappeared for a while and I thought that you just went to your office. When Trix came back down, she said you were drinking Johnny the rest of the night, and I didn’t think anything of it. Harlyn was acting all pouty and bitchy for a few hours and then left. We heard fighting in the hall, so we went over there, and Harlyn had Delilah on the floor beating the fuck out of her. You should see the damage she caused. I didn’t know she was that fucking scrappy.”
 

For the first time ever, I see that Romeo is in awe of her. That’s something that I’ve never seen from him. “Where is she?”
 

“Down in the garage. I thought that you’d like to talk to her before anything happened.” Dex answers. Nodding my head, I motion for him to lead the way. We make our way out into the bar, and then towards the door, and we get stopped a few times as we go. I get a glimpse of Harlyn, but she has a frown on her face. I would bring her with me, but I already know how that went last time. Plus, I’m sure she won’t like knowing what I’m about to do.
 

Once we get done with everyone’s bitching and complaining, we make a beeline towards the garage. Romeo leads the way, and when we get inside, I see the mess Harlyn made of Delilah’s face. Her eye is swollen, she has a fat lip, blood is matted in her blonde hair, and one of her cheekbones is swollen. Her eyes meet mine and they widen a fraction. This time she doesn’t even open her mouth to say one word to me.
 

Before I can even ask her why she did it, I hear metal clang to the ground. When we turn, I see Harlyn standing there like a deer in the headlights. Instead of yelling at her to get out of here, I hold my arm up and she slowly starts to walk over to me. When she gets close enough, I wrap my hand around the back of her neck and pull her to me.
 

Her hands go to my chest and I stare into her eyes. The gasp behind us doesn’t even bother me. I have Harlyn in my arms and that’s all I can think of. Pulling her mouth up to mine, I kiss her deeply. Neither Dex, nor Romeo says anything, and they know I’m making a point to Delilah. When I break our kiss, I see the lust written all over Harlyn’s face. She doesn’t say anything, but she does look over in Delilah’s direction.
 

When my eyes land on her, I see the anger in her eyes. She’s always hated that I never got over Harlyn, but I never promised her, or any one of our whores, that I was anything more than a dick willing to fuck them once or twice. I was only out to get my dick wet, while Harlyn was out gallivanting the damn world.
 

“Why did you do it?” I turn my attention towards Delilah and she only stares at Harlyn.
 

“Because that stupid bitch comes strutting her little ass in here, and you forgot about the ones who been warming your bed since she left. She threw you to the curb like trash, Stavros, and you let the stupid bitch come right back into your arms.” She shakes her head and laughs dryly. “You can’t see anything but her whore ass. You let her fuck who knows how many men while she was away, and now you stick your dick inside of her again like she isn’t some disease infested skank.” She starts to laugh again and I feel Harlyn tense in my arms.
 

 
“You stupid bitch.” Harlyn growls. She starts to move towards Delilah, but I wrap my arms around her waist and haul her back into my body.
 

“Stav.” She snaps, turning around, pointing her finger into my chest. “She tried to rape you after drugging you. She deserves your wrath more than a lot of people. If you don’t do something, I will.” She grinds her teeth and I can see the fire burning in her eyes. “If it was some man who tried to do the same thing to me, you wouldn’t even hesitate.” She spits.
 

I look over at Romeo and Dex and they both shrug their shoulders. They both know she’s right, and that it’s exactly what I’d do. Hell, it’s what I’ve done before. She knows this, they know this, and I know this. I didn’t even think twice when I went after that fucker that had a knife to Harlyn’s throat.
 

“God, Stavros, you’re so pathetic. You’re letting that bitch run your life and she only just came back.” Before I can stop her this time, she goes charging at Delilah. I watch her fist go into her face and she knocks Delilah and her chair over, continuing to beat the fuck out of her.