asked.
“I don’t know, and I don’t make it my business to
know. The Lions are a threat, and my only job is to keep you two safe.”
Angel nodded not wanting to press him for any more
details.
Tate returned several seconds later. “I won. We can
shop for a few more hours.”
Neither of them waited for Steven. Tate took the
lead and moved toward the next shop. Together they picked out a dress and
headed toward the dressing room.
“What was that about, Tate?” Angel asked. Her
curiosity was getting the better of her.
“What was what?”
“You know, between you and that Murphy guy?” Angel tugged Lash’s shirt over her head and
waited for the other woman to speak. Tate let out a sigh, which she heard
between the changing room .
“Murphy is an ass who joined the Lions because he
thought The Skulls were too hard. He’s a backstabbing asshole who can’t be
trusted.”
She heard the pain in Tate’s voice.
“Did you and he have a thing?”
Silence met her answer. Angel finished changing into
the tight black dress and cringed when she looked in the mirror. She looked
like an overweight whale.
“He was the only one who dared to have anything to
do with me. He’s older than I am, but there was a time when I thought he was
sweet. Murphy taught me not to let go so easily. I’m not looking for a
boyfriend or a husband, Angel. I’m just looking for a man to help ease the
loneliness.” The curtain opened, and Tate stood in a full blue gown. “I know
we’ve never been close and I’m a few years older than you, but in time we’ll
get to know each other. I do want to be your friend and share everything with
you. For now, I don’t want to talk about it anymore, okay?”
“Okay.”
Angel smiled, distracting the other woman. “I think
I look like a whale. What do you think?” She gave a little twirl in the hope of
breaking any tension.
“You don’t look like a whale, and Lash is going to
get a hard-on when he looks at you. You’re such a beautiful woman.”
The rest of the day was spent shopping, and by the
late afternoon, Angel was tired and wishing for a break. They ate burgers at
the takeout place. The Lions took a seat across from them. Angel noticed Murphy
watching Tate the whole time. Steven kept texting on his cell phone. The whole
experience was tense, and by the end Angel was thankful to leave.
During the drive home everyone was quiet. The bikes
were parked on the forecourt outside the club. Tate didn’t make a move to get
out of the car.
“Are you coming in?” Angel asked.
“No, Dad is taking me back home. Steven is going to
give him a rundown of everything that happened, and then he’ll help you with
your bags. I’ll see you tomorrow. I’m not letting my Dad keep me away.”
Angel nodded and turned to get out of the car.
Before she left, Tate pulled her in tight for a hug.
“I’m sorry for being a bitch. I don’t like opening up,
and it can be hard at times.”
“Don’t worry about it. You don’t need to be open
with me. Take care, and I hope you’re feeling happy
again soon,” Angel smiled at the other woman then made to leave.
“You really don’t hold a grudge against anyone, do
you?” Tate asked.
“Not if I can help it.”
“Okay, you’re really special. Lash is not the best
guy in the world, but he’ll treat you right.” Tate glanced over her shoulder.
“Speak of the devil.”
Angel looked over to see Lash coming out of the
building. He stopped to talk with Tiny and Steven. All the time his gaze was on
her.
Glancing down at the floor, Angel did everything she
could to compose herself.
“Good luck with him. He’s going to be a handful.”
“Nash!” The word was shouted from Lash’s lips. His
brother appeared with a smile.
“What’s the matter? Why are you yelling?” Nash
asked.
“Help me load up Angel’s purchases. She’s going home
with me tonight.”
“What about the rules?”
“Tiny, do you have problem with me taking