Page 25 of Gash (The Skulls #13)
Chapter
Thirteen
“ What about M illie?” Baker asked.
He looked at Lash, Nash, Alex, and Tiny.
They were looking through some paperwork that Whizz had left with
them before going back up to his room.
“ What about her?” Lash
asked.
“ I want to bring her to the club
for protection.” Baker twisted his hands, hating the nerves that
were rushing through his body. He’d never been this fucking nervous
before in his life, and it was pissing him the fuck off. Millie was
just another woman, but he couldn’t bring himself to think of her
as just another woman. She was a sweet woman, so sweet that she
didn’t even think about her own damn safety, and it was driving him
crazy. The club was on lockdown, and he wanted his woman, not that
Millie knew she belonged to him. It was a technicality that he
intended to rectify at some point. Only, he’d not done it
yet.
“ Seriously, dude, you
claimed her as your woman, go and get her,” Nash said.
Heat filled his cheeks. “She, erm, she
doesn’t know.”
All of the men turned to look at
him.
“ Okay, let me get this straight.
You’ve been dating a woman, and she doesn’t have a clue that you’re
actually dating. We’ve been keeping an eye on her shop.”
“ It hasn’t ever come up,”
Baker said.
“ For fuck’s sake, Baker, man up
and grow some fucking balls,” Lash said.
Anger hit Baker hard. The men turned to
Lash in surprise.
“ What? You want me to pussyfoot
around him? He’s got a woman out there, and it’s not up to us to
make him make a decision. He either wants M illie or he doesn’t. She’s a nice
woman, and Angel likes her, okay? If Baker hurts her, it’s going to
hurt Angel, and if you hurt Angel because you hurt her friend, I’ll
fucking hurt you, do you get me?”
“ I get you.”
Turning away, he made his way outside.
Stink and Sandy were wrapped around each other, and he just didn’t
want to see that shit.
It’s time to move
on.
He was once married to the most beautiful
woman he’d ever seen, until Millie. Happily married, baking every
single day, and now, he was running with The Skulls.
You were always more than
a baker.
Pushing the thoughts out of his mind, he
rode into town toward Millie’s toy shop. She ran the only toy shop
in Fort Wills.
Baker loved being around her. She was so
damn sweet, even more so than Angel. Millie was also oblivious to
the dangers in the world. Once he was outside her shop, he climbed
off his bike and made his way inside. He paused as he took in the
sight of her. She was sitting on a stool behind the counter, a
pencil running across her lip as she tried to do the crossword
puzzle. Her hair was pulled into a ponytail.
Clearing his throat, he waited as she
looked up. The moment she saw him, she smiled.
“ Baker, I wasn’t expecting
you.” She placed the puzzle down, and climbed off her chair,
rounding the counter.
She wore a pair of pale blue jeans and a
long shirt. None of her curves were on display even though he knew
that she possessed them.
“ I want you to come to the
clubhouse,” he said.
“ Why?” She frowned, and Lash’s
words ran through his head. He had to have balls, and right now, he
wanted M illie
at the clubhouse.
“ Look, you’re my woman, and I’m
not going to pretend that you’re not.” He moved past her, grabbing
her bag and keys, shutting down the computer as he talked. “The
club is on lockdown, and I want you there.”
“ Baker, you’re scaring me.
I don’t understand.”
He stepped up close to her, placing
her jacket over her shoulders. “You’re mine. You’ll always be mine,
and I’m not going to pretend anymore.”
“ We’ve had a couple of
dates. I don’t understand.”
Grabbing her arms, he pulled her
against him, slamming his lips against hers. Sinking his fingers into her
hair, he moaned as her sweet scent surrounded him. He’d never known
heaven like this, and he never wanted to know anything
else.
Suddenly, Millie pushed him
hard.
“ No, you don’t just get to
kiss me and think everything is going to be okay.”
“ I claimed you as mine, and that
puts you at risk.”
“ I’m not going with
you.”
Baker sighed, pulling out his cell
phone. He dialed the club, and waited. Ink was the first brother to
answer.
“ I need a car.”
“ You took your
bike.”
“ Yeah, Millie is being
difficult.”
Millie rolled her eyes and moved back
toward the counter. She grabbed her bag from him, and continued to
glare.
“ Damn, I’ll be
there.”
Closing his cell phone, he stared at
Millie. His cock was so damn hard. He didn’t know why, but he had
always assumed that she’d be happy to be on his radar when in fact,
she couldn’t stand to be near him.
She folded her arms and looked at
everything but at him.
“ You can’t seriously tell
me that you didn’t know this was coming?” he asked.
“ I thought you wanted to be my
friend.”
“ I took you on
dates.”
“ So? You talked about going out
as friends. This, between us, it hasn’t been happening.” She shook
her head. “This isn’t fair.”
“ Everyone knows I want you
but you,” he said.
“ You’re still mourning the
death of your wife and unborn child, Baker. You don’t want me. You
see me as easy.”
“ I don’t see me fucking you
right now.”
She snorted. The sound was totally
unladylike, and he’d never thought he’d hear her make the sound.
“What is it? Chubby Millie wouldn’t be able to turn down a chance
at a hot guy like you. You just assumed I wanted you.”
Baker growled. “Don’t say shit like
that.”
“ What? The truth? Come on,
you had to admit you didn’t even for a second doubt that I would
want you.”
He couldn’t deny it. Baker hadn’t once
thought that she would turn him down.
“ You don’t want
me?”
“ No. I don’t want a man
that is so in love with his first wife that he gives up baking, and
moves away to start a new life with a club. You’re not over
her.”
It was strange. Baker expected pain at her
words, but there was none. It had been several years since his wife
had been killed in a hit-and-run. Staring at Millie, he forgot all
about his wife, and more days would pass before he gave her a
thought. He wouldn’t lie, he loved his wife, but he wanted to move
on.
Before he could say anything more, the
sound of a car horn honking stopped him. “That’s our ride.” Moving
around the counter, he shoved his shoulder against her stomach, and
hauled her up, slapping her ass.
“ Put me down!”
He slapped her ass again, finally
filled with euphoria. Millie may not be ready for him, but he was
more than ready for her.
“ If I ever hear you say
shit about yourself again, I’ll spank your fucking ass.”
She slapped his ass, thumbing him.
“Put me down.”
He grabbed her bag and left the shop. Ink
was standing by the car with a door open. “I’ve already put the
child locks on. You don’t need to worry about her
escaping.”
Baker threw the keys at Ink. “Lock up
the shop will you, and follow us back on the bike.”
“ You’re an asshole, Baker.
This is not fair.”
“ I claimed you,” he
said.
“ But I don’t claim you.
This has to be a two way street.”
“ That’s all right. I’m more than
happy taking my time to convince you that you belong to me.”
Pushing her into the car, he slammed the door closed, and rushed
around to the driver’s side, climbing in.
“ I’m so mad at you right
now.”
“ You’ll be safe, and we’ll
talk about other shit in time.”
He pulled away from the toy shop, and
glanced into the back. Millie had put her seatbelt on, and was
refusing to talk to him.
I can handle that, baby,
but I’m not giving you up, not anymore.
Staring down at his wedding band, he
did something he never thought he’d do. He removed the ring that
bound him to another woman. It was time for him to move
on.
****
Charlotte stood outside while
the kids were on the playing area. They all looked happy. Tate was
watching the kids with her as Lash had to take Angel to the
hospital for a check up on the baby.
“ Hey everyone,” Kelsey said,
coming toward them. She held Markus’s hand and opened the gate, letting him
go.
“ Ah, finally, you join the
real people.”
“ You’re just freaked out
that I work at a dentist.”
Charlotte couldn’t help but wince at the
thought of going to the dentist. There was nothing thrilling about
that at all. “You’re a dentist?”
“ I’m a dental
nurse.”
Scrunching up her face, Charlotte shook
her head.
Kelsey laughed. “No one likes hearing
about my work. You’re not the only one.”
“ I work as a receptionist for a
law firm, not exactly exciting,” Charlotte said. She would have to
get in touch with them. Glancing back at the clubhouse, she
couldn’t help but smile. There was no going back to that life with
Gash. This was her life now, and she didn’t have a problem about
that. It was
time for her to move on.
Rubbing her gloved hands together, she
turned to the kids, watching them play.
Daisy was on the swing with Tabitha on
the other. Anthony stood behind both girls, pushing
them.
The love of the club was so palpable
that she couldn’t imagine being anywhere else.
“ Here comes trouble,” Tate
said.
Charlotte had already clocked her man
dressed in a leather jacket. He wrapped his arms around her,
tugging her close. “It’s cold.”
“ I know , but I wanted to watch the
kids.”
“ Are you sad?”
“ Why? Because of what we
lost?” He nodded. “No. I’m not sad. I’m happy, really
happy.”
“ That could have been us,
babe,” Gash said, pointing at Killer and Kelsey.
“ It could have been, but there’s
no stopping it from being us.” She placed his hands on her stomach.
“When we’re ready, we can try again.”
“ You can still have
kids?”
“ Yes. Nothing was ruined.
When I got out of the hospital, I had all the checkups done to make
sure I was fine. I am.”
“ Soon,” he said, kissing
her neck.
“ Soon.” She closed her
eyes, leaning against him, content. He was the love of her life,
and even though they’d been apart for many years, she wasn’t going
to stop loving him. He was her man, and she’d stick by him for the