Wayward Temptation (Wayward Saints MC Book 6) (20 page)

When I leave the room, I feel my heart constrict in my chest. I want so bad to curl her body into mine
,
and lay on the bed with her, calming her fear of the shit that’s happened to her. She needs someone on her side
,
and I know that Butch doesn’t know what that bastard did to her. He’s fucking lucky he’s dead right now. I would give anything to be the one to have taken the fucker out.

Making my way into the bar area, I see my brothers all huddled around each other
,
whispering about something. When I join them, they silently tell me that they have my back. Sure my old man is pissed at me right now, but I don’t give a fuck. It doesn’t change one damn thing between Sailor and I.
 

“Prez is furious. He took off towards the game room. You should probably stay clear of him
,
” my oldest brother states. Shaking my head, I look at Dom
,
and then the rest of the guys.
 

“I don’t give a fuck if he’s pissed. He has to fucking deal with it. I’m not giving her up.” Brantley puts his hand on my shoulder
.
I watch the expressions on the rest of the brother’s faces
,
before I make my way to find my old man. I know a few of them don’t agree with me
,
and fuck that’s okay
,
as long as they see that I’m not backing down.
 

If I have to go to war with my old man, then I would. For Sailor, I would do anything. She is the only one I would go to war over
,
and not think twice.
 

When I finally find him upstairs, he doesn’t even look at me when I walk into the room. I take a seat on the bar stool next to him
,
and we both stare at the wall. Looking over at him, I can see the vein in his neck
,
and I know how pissed off he is. “Raef
,
” he sighs
,
places both hands on the bar
,
and turns to look at me.
 

“You’ve always been fucking hard headed just like me
,
and sometimes I wish you took after your mother.” I snort at that. All our lives he told us to never back down from something we believed in
,
and to fight for it until our last breath.
 

“That would have went against everything you instilled in us dad.” He looks over at me
,
and grins.
 

“Yeah you’re right, but I never expected you to challenge me at every turn for this girl
,
” his stare goes right through me
.
I can tell that he still isn’t happy with me, but he’s willing to listen to what I have to say this time.
 

“I love her. I know that you, Dom, Brant
,
and Jase
,
know exactly what I mean when I say that there is no fucking way that I’ll let anyone try and hurt her. She is mine
,
and I won’t stand for the shit that they’ve been doing to her since I’ve been home. No one deserves to be fucking locked in a room like a fucking animal.” My father puts his hand on my shoulder
,
and I blow out a breath.
 

“I agree with you, but going against me in front of the brothers is not the way to get your point across. You want something, you give me a damn good reason why I should fucking agree with you. That girl is trouble
,
and I can see that she is a temptation for you. You sure she’s the one?”
 

Looking him in the eye, I give him the truth. “Being without her for the last two months
,
cemented the fact that I’m in love with her. Being away from her
,
I realized that I made a mistake letting Mac force me out of here. I should have fought for her
,
and not given up so easy. Mac’s a dick
,
and he’s treated her like shit ever since she got here.”
 

He frowns slightly
,
and grabs his phone that’s ringing in his pocket. When he looks down at the screen, he has a stupid grin on his face. He puts the phone to his ear
,
and gets all fucking mushy with his ole' lady. He asks her how she’s feeling
,
and some other mushy bullshit
.
I try not to fucking gag.
 

Yeah, I finally fell for a girl
.
But, there ain’t no way in hell that I be spitting out sweet shit like he does on a daily basis.
 

After he tells her he loves her a fourth fucking time, he pockets his phone
,
and turns his attention back to me. “You bringing her back with us?” his eyes watch me intently
,
and I know that my answer will cement his decision in whether or not to stand behind me. My brothers would either way I answered, but my old man is still all about rules. I think that it’s the reason he still hasn’t given the reigns over to Dom yet.
 

“I’m bringing her back to Vegas with me.” He watches me for a second
,
before he nods his head. He’s always been able to read us since we were kids. He’s always seemed to be one fucking step ahead of us most of the time, well except with Anslie. She was always hard for all of us to read. She kept to herself a lot
,
and I could tell dad didn’t really know how to handle her.
 

With us boys, he knew what we seemed to be thinking
,
even before we were. I guess that goes with the territory though. Shit I have two older brothers
,
and let’s just say I was doing shit I shouldn’t have
,
way before I was old enough. Maybe that’s why Bentley
,
my youngest brother
,
is such a fucking little bastard. He ran around with us causing hell
,
even before the rest of us started our shit.
 

“I’ll back your move, but I don’t want you to make me look like a fucking fool. Did you have anything to do with the shit that went down with the suppliers?” I eye him before I put my hand flat on the bar
,
and answer him.
 

“You know I don’t fuck shit up.” He stops me there
,
and I can feel my anger start to rise. He’s going to say my heads all fucked up
,
and that it’s possible, but it’s not.
 

“Your head has been a mess since this girl came in your life. Is she causing you to lose your head kid?” I get up off my chair
,
and try not to flip the fuck out on him. He knows the type of man I am. He fucking raised me. He knows better than to fucking question me.

“No. She hasn’t messed with my damn head. I’m fucking sick and tired of everyone blaming this shit on her. She didn’t do a damn thing wrong. All she did was trust the wrong motherfucker. Striker ratted her out. He is the reason I had fucking stitches on the back on my head. Stupid fucking bastard is lucky he’s six feet under already.” I shake my head
,
and start to walk away from him, but he stops me in my tracks.
 

“Raef, I’ve never told you or your brothers how to live your lives outside the club
,
” he sighs
,
and when I turn to look at him, I see him run his hand down his greying beard. “I made mistakes with you boys
,
and even bigger ones with your sister. I’m damn lucky I have Henley
,
and that she’s a strong woman. I’m going to need all the help I can get when that little girl gets here. I just don’t want to watch you go down the same path as me. I tried to save your mom from some fucking asshole in a bar
,
and I made her mine. Hell
,
I don’t even regret it. I loved your mother more than I had loved anyone at that time
,
and I would rather it have been me to take the bullet she did
,
” he blows out a heavy breath.

“I don’t regret anything I’ve done because then I wouldn’t have you kids. Just make sure she is worth the bullshit you’re about to be subjected to. I am going to have to shut this whole damn chapter down
,
and start the fuck over. You love her? Prove it. Don’t stop fighting for her
,
even when I get on your ass. If Brant can deal with me after all the shit he put Anslie through, then you can deal with me too.”
 

He stands up
,
and I reach my hand out to shake his. One thing I’ve always loved about my old man was that he never sugar coated shit to us
,
even as kids. He grabs my hand
,
and pulls me into a hug
.
I can’t help but chuckle.
 

“I love you son. Nothing will ever change that.” Clapping him on the back, I hug him back.

“Love you too old man.”

Chapter Twenty-Six

The warmth of Raef surrounds me
,
and I feel his lips on the back of my neck. Turning in his arms, I open my eyes
,
and look into his blue ones. “Hey
,
” I whisper. His mouth descends onto mine. I wrap my arms around his neck
,
as he rolls me onto my back
,
and he settles in between my thighs.
 

“Hey baby
,
” he kisses me lightly again
,
and he stares into my eyes. He looks like he wants to say something, but then must think better of it.
 

“Something wrong?” I can hear the uncertainty in my own voice
,
and I hate how weak I feel when I don’t know what he’s thinking.
 

“No
,
” he kisses my nose
,
and then continues. “Just got back from talking to my old man. He’s still pissed at me, but he finally gets that I’m not leaving you. You’re mine baby.”
 

A grin stretches across my lips
.
I can’t help but pull his face down to mine
,
and kiss him deeply. “I’m yours?” I ask
,
when we break a part.
 

“Yeah. When this shit is done and over with, I’m locking your sexy ass in my bedroom with me
,
until we both can’t fucking walk.” Licking my lips at the thought of being in a room with just Raef
,
makes my insides flutter. I want nothing more than to spend days on end with him
,
worshipping my body like does.
 

I can feel my panties dampen
.
I try to wiggle under his weight to get the friction I need, but he just grins at me
,
and keeps me from moving. Cheeky bastard. His erection presses into my pussy
,
and I’m glad that I’m not the only one that is affected by his words. My hands wander down his back
,
and stop at the waistband of his jeans. Sliding my hands under his shirt, I start to push it up his body. He sits up on his knees
,
pulls it off
,
and tosses it on the ground behind him.