Page 15 of Gash (The Skulls #13)

Charlotte opened her eyes and became

aware of Gash cuddled up against her. She didn’t freak out this

time. They were both naked, and after the pleasure they had given

each other well into the night, she didn’t feel it was right to

freak out. She had been with him every step of the way.

Biting her lip, she stared at

his face. He was a good looking man. Seven years ago, he’d been good looking, a

little thinner than he was now, but not as butch. He also hadn’t

had as many scars. There were cuts and scars over his body that she

just knew were from his time in prison.

“ You know, staring is

rude,” he said.

“ I didn’t even know you

were awake.”

He opened his eyes, and her heart rate

sped up. She couldn’t look away, nor did she want to. Gash was a

handsome man. Her pussy grew slick recalling the way he held her

down and brought her to orgasm. He was persistent in giving her

pleasure, and she’d been too weak and too wanton to deny

him.

“ Do you like what you

see?”

“ Yes.”

Gash stroked his hand up to cup her

breast, and he pinched the hard nipple. He turned her so that her

back was pressed against his front. His cock lay between the cheeks

of her ass, and he was already swollen stiff.

“ Last night, baby, that was

just the beginning,” he said, snuggling in close.

“ It’s after

seven.”

“ Just five more minutes.” He

groaned, and Charlotte didn’t want to pull away. She loved his arms

around him and the way he held her. With him holding her, she felt

like nothing could ever take that safety away.

He protected her.

After so many years of being alone, it was

nice to have someone close, someone willing to fight for her. She’d

never had that before.

Silence fell between

them , but it

wasn’t a bad silence. It was peaceful. She closed her eyes, and he

sighed.

“ This is what I imagined,”

he said.

“ Huh?”

“ Waking up with my woman.

Obviously, I always imagined that I’d be fucking my

woman.”

She giggled, slapping his hand. “Don’t

start.”

“ It’s okay. I don’t mind

waiting. The anticipation is all part of it. Besides, you worked my

dick many times last night. I doubt I’ve got any spunk left in

me.”

“ Do you have to be

gross?”

“ Not being gross, baby.

It’s a club thing. I just say it like it is.”

She rolled her eyes. “Will you ever

tell me about what happened there?” she asked.

He tensed up. “Where?”

“ Prison.” She glanced behind her

shoulder, and nodded. “You don’t have to tell me about it. I just

want you to know that I’m here if you need it.”

Gash stayed quiet.

“ The ward where I was had

over twenty patients who were on suicide watch. I wasn’t allowed to

leave my room for about two months, unless I was in a wheelchair.

They would take me to the dining room to eat, and someone would

feed me. I had my own personal nurse who did

everything.”

He tightened his hold around

her.

“ Not being able to do anything

made it worse. I told Doctor Williams that him keeping me locked up

with nothing to do just made me dwell on everything.” She smirked.

“It was the first time that I fooled him. He released me for

twenty-four hours.” She lifted her hand, showing the second faint

line across her wrist. The first one she had done in the main

hospital after attacking Jeff. The second was after manipulating

the doctor. Each line, each scar, each mark, it told a story of her

fight to leave this world.

Now, she was in Gash’s arms, revealing

parts of her life she had vowed to keep hidden.

“ You don’t have to talk to me

about prison. I know what it’s like to have everything taken away

from you, and I just thought that you should know, I’m here.” She

licked her dry lips. “You know, in case you ever wanted to talk.

I’m not saying that you should , but I’m here. I’m going to be quiet

now.”

Silence fell in the room, and she

closed her eyes, wondering why the fuck she even opened her

mouth.

“ For the most part, there wasn’t

a problem while I was there. The club, Tiny, he made sure I had

protection in there. There were times when protection wasn’t enough.”

“ What happened?”

“ Beatings and attacks.” He

gripped her hip, and moved her over, flipping her around. With him

holding her hand, he placed it against his abdomen. “This is where

I was pierced in the shower. It was quick, but I

survived.”

“ How? I thought weapons

weren’t allowed.”

“ It doesn’t mean that

guards aren’t paid to look the other way, and for the most part,

they are. Other clubs, men, they can get paid to take men out, and

being with The Skulls, I made a lot of enemies.”

“ Is that why you buffed

up?” She touched his arms, and her cheeks started to heat as she

realized what she had said. “I mean, you’re bigger than last time.

I’m not really making this any better, am I?”

“ You’re sounding all right to

me.” He chuckled. “There’s not a lot to do other than work out,

read, and play. We all had jobs to do, but for the most part I

figured the only way to survive is to keep strong. Tiny, he was

there for me, and made sure when certain men got out, the club took

care of them.”

“ They killed

them?”

“ To send a message. Fuck

with a Skull on the inside, doesn’t guarantee you’re safe on the

outside.”

“ What about the

guards?”

“ Another message. It took time,

but my last year before it was found out that I wasn’t the

murderer, was the most peaceful of my life.”

“ Do you wish you could go

back?”

“ Fuck no. It was the worst place

of my life. It was the worst, yet peaceful years there. That’s all.

I love being on my bike, being free to defend the club, and not

having to worry about shit. I wouldn’t trade that for the

world.”

There was a knock on the

door.

“ What is it?”

“ I’ve got information for

you,” Whizz said.

In the next second the door opened,

and Charlotte squealed, sinking more under the covers. She was

naked.

“ What the fuck,

man?”

“ If you weren’t covered, you’d

have told me to fucking hold on and come to the door. You’re not,

so tada.” He sat down on the edge of the bed. “This is all the

information you need. He has an apartment within the city. Jeff

Wright was a dirty cop who also happened to be in league with

Gonzalez and someone else. He’s got his fingers in a lot of dirty

pies, and because he’s never been afraid to get dirty, a lot of

people pay him a shit ton of cash to do it. There’s even proof that

he visited some of those men that attacked you in prison. Whoever

it was, they were gunning for you, Gash.”

Charlotte looked toward him to see

that Gash didn’t seem in the least bothered by that. She didn’t

understand it. Jeff wanted to hurt him, and someone was paying him

to do it.

“ What are you going to

do?”

“ Hunt him, kill him, and

before that, find a way to get answers from him.”

Whizz handed the file to Gash. “I have

everything there. Rebecca and Jeff remained together after they

went off the grid. They had new identities and killed of their

current ones. As far as the world knows, Jeff and Rebecca died in a

car crash seven years ago. It’s funny, they died, and the next day,

David and Tiffany appeared without much history around them. It was

shoddy work. Enough to fool anyone who wasn’t particularly looking,

but not enough for me.”

“ How did you find that?”

Charlotte asked.

“ I’m paid to look through

the cracks, and this was one big crack in their story. It was too

much of a coincidence that you said David looked like Jeff in the

image I brought up, then for him to own the apartment that was

registered to Jeff. I’d be careful though, Jeff didn’t have those

funds to take you down, or to pay off the men. He’s working for

someone, and because of it, he got a big old payoff. I’m guessing

whoever Rebecca was fucking, they were doing exactly the

same.”

“ This is fucked

up.”

“ Be careful. I’ve given

this information to Tiny and also to Gash.”

“ Why?” Charlotte

asked.

“ Tiny was the Prez of The Skulls

for most of the last seven years. He handed over the reins a few

months ago. When you go to kill a fucker from the past, it tends to

bring some bad shit, believe me,” Whizz said. “Are you making

breakfast?”

Charlotte frowned. “Huh?”

“ The food you cooked last

night was amazing. I only get food like that when I visit the club

or some of the old ladies when I see my brothers. When all of this

is over, do you want a job? You can stay here. Have this room, and

everything you want,” Whizz said.

“ What the fuck, Whizz? Stop

trying to poach my damn woman,” Gash said. “She’s going to be

staying with me.”

Whizz chuckled, and Charlotte stared at

him. The door closed, letting her know that Whizz had left the

room.

“ I’m staying with you?”

she

asked.

“ Yeah. Do you really think I’m

going to let you go? I don’t have a place like this, but I’ve got a

room at the club, and I’ve got the means to buy us a place.” He

cupped her cheek. “ We were torn apart, and we didn’t get a chance to be

together.”

“ You want us to be

together?” she asked.

Her heart started to pound, and Gash

captured her lips. “Yes. We were going to have a baby. I can’t

change what happened to us, but I can change our future. You don’t

need to be going home alone ever again.”

“ You want me to be part of

The Skulls.”

“ The Skulls is a family. It’s not

just some MC club that get together for sex and drugs. We’ve got a

higher meaning, baby. We’re a family, and you’d be part of that family.

Lash, Angel, Whizz, Lacey, Tiny, Eva, I could go on and on with all

the guys. You’d be my old lady.”

“ Really?”

“ Yep. Just trust me,

babe.”

****

Gash stared down at the details where

Jeff and Rebecca could be found. Whizz’s warnings played through

his mind.

“ So, this is your car for the

time being,” Whizz s aid, handing him a set of keys. “Driving will be much

better than a bike.”

Staring at the keys, he raised his

brow at Whizz. “I didn’t think you agreed to me doing this,” he

said.

“ I didn’t agree to you