Page 24 of Gash (The Skulls #13)

he kissed her neck, and Angel went a dark shade of red. “Missed you

this morning.”

“ Our baby wanted me to bake

bread.”

“ Remember, relax, and don’t

exhaust yourself.”

“ I won’t.”

The scene touched her heart. This was

a family, one big happy family.

“ Charlotte!” Her name being

hollered had everyone turning to her. Frowning, she got to her

feet, and left the kitchen in time to see Gash running downstairs.

He wore a pair of jeans that were unbuttoned, no shirt, and his

boots weren’t even tied up.

“ What?” she asked,

gently.

He walked toward her, taking hold of

her face, and pushing her against the nearest wall. When it came to

her, he seemed to have a thing about walls and pushing her up

against them.

“ I thought you had

left.”

“ Why would I do

that?”

“ She needed the toilet,”

Tate said.

Charlotte’s cheeks heated.

“ I woke up and you were

gone.”

“ Together forever, right?

We’re in this together.”

He nodded, and before she could say

anything else, he slammed his lips down on hers, claiming a kiss

she hadn’t been ready for. His lips were hard and demanding. She

had no choice but to open up, and take the kiss that he gave. He

slid his tongue into her mouth, and she met his strokes,

remembering how good he felt licking her pussy.

Pressing her thighs together, she

moaned, wrapping her arms around his neck, holding him

again.

“ Ew, Uncle Gash is being so

gross,” Tabitha said, rushing past them.

Gash pulled away, and she saw a large,

older looking man chuckle. “She thinks she wants to marry

Simon.”

“ I guess you’ve got nothing to

worry about with her then, eh, Tiny?” Gash said.

Tiny burst out laughing. “If I could,

I’d stop all of my kids from growing up. I don’t want them

to.”

The large man she now knew as Tiny

walked into the kitchen.

“ Simon?” Charlotte

asked.

Gash pointed into the room at a young girl

with brown hair. “See that little girl?” She nodded. “Well, she’s

got a thing going with the son of another gang. You see why Tiny

was laughing? She can’t handle us kissing, so she’s not going to

want to kiss Simon, Devil’s son.”

Once again she was frowning.

“That girl doesn’t look a day older than six. Tiny does realize

she’s going to grow up, her body is going to

develop , and

she’s going to want to do more than kiss?”

Gash laughed. “Do me a favor, if you

want to live long in this club, don’t tell Tiny that. We’re all

keeping that knowledge from him.”

Charlotte chuckled.

“Really?”

“ Yes.”

“ I think I’ll enjoy being

part of this club?”

“ Only think? Babe, this is

more than a club.”

“ I know. You’re a family,

and I’m starting to see that now.”

Gash kissed her deeply, and she

moaned. His rock hard cock dug against her hip. Her stomach started

to growl, letting everyone close to her know that she was indeed

hungry.

“ Damn, you’re

hungry.”

“ That’s why I came

downstairs in the first place.”

“ We better get some food

inside you.” He took hold of her hand, pushing the way into the

kitchen, which was now crowded. She saw a couple of tables were set

up in the bar area of the club with men eating.

“ Angel, woman, I want food

for my old lady, and she needs it now.”

“ Gash, stop it,” Charlotte

said.

“ I’m cooking as fast as I

can. Do you like biscuits, Charlotte?” Angel asked.

“ Yes.”

Within minutes she was sitting on Gash’s

lap at the table with a plate of sausages, biscuits, and gravy. She

didn’t know how she was going to eat it all, but she was going to

give it a go.

Gash reached around her with a

fork, and started to help her eat the food. She liked the intimacy of their

eating, and knew it was something she was looking forward to for

many years to come.

****

Sandy stared across the clubhouse as Stink

fixed up his bike. The club was all on lockdown once again, and she

was strangely happy about that. She shared his room, and throughout

the night Stink would hold her tightly against him. The best part

of her night was being in Stink’s arms. He made her feel safe and

happy.

“ What are you staring at or do I

already know?” Rose asked.

“ Nothing.”

“ You can’t fool me. You’ve got

your eye on that hunky man there with no ability to smell. He’s a

hot choice, and everyone knows he’s crazy about you.”

“ Stop it?” Sandy asked,

hating how guilty she felt.

“ Why? Can’t stand to see what is

in front of you? He loves you, Sandy.”

“ I was a club

whore.”

“ So? Are you saying women who

fuck any man can’t find love or be happy? That seems a bit …

mean.”

Sandy sighed. “No, I’m not saying

that.”

“ Stink’s not

married.”

“ I know that.”

“ Then what is stopping

you?”

“ He deserves someone better

than me. He’s a good guy, and I’m not that girl.”

“ Good, because he’s not

looking for a girl. He’s looking for a woman, and he’s looking at

you. You’re the one he wants. Stop being an insecure bitch, and go

and get him. He loves you, and life is just so damn hard, don’t

make it harder.”

Rose tapped her shoulder, and Sandy

sighed.

What would be wrong with actually giving

in, and finding out what this attraction was like? Stink wasn’t a

bad guy.

Making up her mind, she made her way

toward him. Even though it was cold outside, Stink was still

working on his bike. He loved his bike.

“ What’s going on, Sandy?”

he asked before she even spoke.

“ How did you know it was

me?”

“ I know you, babe.” He

stood, wiping his hand on an already streaked dirty

cloth.

“ It’s not exactly

attractive calling someone predictable.”

“ Didn’t call you

predictable. I wouldn’t dream of labeling you with that kind of

shit.”

He stared at her, and like so many

times before, her heart started to pound. What was it about this

man that had her melting from the inside out? They hadn’t done

anything but share a few fleeting kisses. Yes, she shared his bed,

but it hadn’t actually led to anything.

“ What have you come to talk

to me about?” Stink asked.

“ I want to give us a

try.”

She ran fingers through her hair, suddenly

nervous.

He dropped the cloth to the

floor and stepped up toward her. The scent of leather and oil

surrounded him. “It’s about time you came to your senses.” He sank

his fingers into her hair, and slammed his lips down on hers. There

was no more fight within her, especially as she wanted

him as much as he

wanted her.