Page 6 of Gash (The Skulls #13)

remembered that hair sliding down his body before she took his cock

into her mouth.

Shaking away the dream, he took hold

of her hand, locking their fingers together. Again, he didn’t know

why he needed to hold her, only that he had to.

“ So, who are you?” Steven

asked.

“ I’m Charlotte.”

“ Well, Charlotte, I’m

Steven, and I’m the guy you need if you want me to rock your

world.”

“ Her world is already rocking.

Back off,” Gash said.

“ You got dibs.”

“ She’s mine.”

“ Whatever, man, it’s your

call. I’ll go back to my bike. Weather says it’s about to snow or

some shit, and I don’t want my baby in trouble.”

Rolling his eyes, Gash made his way

toward the clubhouse.

“ He seemed

nice.”

“ He’s not.”

“ I’m not your

girl.”

“ You’re not a club whore,

Charlotte. Until further notice, you’re mine.”

They entered the clubhouse, and he wasn’t

surprised to see kids running around the clubhouse. There was a

time when this place was for men only. Now, it was just a family

clubhouse, or at least, during the day it was. He spotted Blaine

and Emily in the corner, talking. Their daughter would be in school

along with Miles, Tabitha, Rachel, Anthony, and Sally. Sally was

Whizz and Lacey’s adoptive daughter who was fifteen years

old.

Angel came out of the kitchen with

Markus walking behind her. Markus was Kelsey and Killer’s

son.

“ You’re back,” she said,

the moment she spotted him.

She gave him a big hug, and he released

Charlotte long enough to hug her back. Angel was exactly as her

name suggested, an Angel. There was a time when he first got out of

prison when he believed Angel was trying to break her wedding vows

and fuck him. He’d been wrong, dead wrong. She wanted to be his

friend, and that was all. Her love for Lash was strong, and she

would never cheat.

“ Angel, I’d like to

introduce you to Charlotte.”

“ Hey, Charlotte, it’s

lovely to meet you,” Angel said, drawing the woman at his side into

a hug. Angel just couldn’t help it. She saw the good in everyone,

and at times it worried him that she was going to end up dead for

it.

“ Angel? Is that like a club

name or something?” Charlotte asked.

Gash glared at her, but Angel laughed it

off.

“ You would think so, right? Nah,

it’s my real name, and I’m not joking around.”

Charlotte was red. “I’m so sorry. I

don’t really know much about the whole MC thing.”

“ And yet you’re friends

with Gash.”

“ I wouldn’t call us

friends.”

Angel smiled. “You’re the first person

that I know who he’s invited here. That would make you his

friend.”

“ You’re back already?” Lash

asked, coming up behind Angel. He held her hip and reached out to

shake his hand.

“ Yeah. Lash, this is Charlotte.

Charlotte, this is our new Prez, Lash.”

“ Nice to meet

you.”

“ You’re the one he’s been

looking for? The one who helped put him in jail.”

Charlotte tensed. “No. I’m

not.”

“ Leave it, Lash. She had

nothing to do with it.”

“ And you believe

her.”

“ Yeah, I do. Charlotte has

never had a reason to lie to me, and I believe that.”

Lash glared at her for a few seconds,

and Angel patted his chest. “I believe it as well.”

Once Angel talked, Lash listened. It was

kind of a miracle to witness actually. Gash wished he’d been at the

club to see the two fall for each other. The way the others talked

about it, it had been something awesome to watch. Instead, he only

watched them together.

“ Did you hear the good

news?” Lash asked.

“ Good news?”

“ I’m pregnant,” Angel said,

placing her hand over her stomach. “I finally convinced him Anthony

needed a play friend.”

“ Anthony’s at school now,” Gash

said.

“ I know, but I’d like to

think he wants a little brother or sister.” The smile dropped from

Angel’s face. “What if he doesn’t want a brother or sister? What if

he hates us?”

Lash shook his head, cupping her

cheek. “No. I’ll talk with Anthony, and he’ll love us having a big

family. Why wouldn’t he? He’s always around Tabitha, Miles, and the

others.”

Angel sighed. “You’re right. We’re

expanding our family.”

“ Do you know where Whizz

is?” Gash asked.

He could be around Angel all day. She

helped to ease the bitterness inside him, and make him forget his

need for revenge. He didn’t want to ever forget what he planned for

the two people who put him in prison. It was his mission to end

them, and he was going to do it while laughing.

“ Whizz is at home. Since

they adopted Sally, they spend a little more time at their own

place. Lacey doesn’t want to force the MC onto Sally, and to give

the girl a somewhat normal life,” Angel said.

“ Sally’s at

school.”

“ Whizz has set up this nerd

station in one of his rooms at his place. Several screens,

internet, and all that shit that makes him a certified

nerd.”

Gash chuckled. A lot of people wouldn’t

believe that Whizz was not only a computer geek, but he was also

one tough asshole. He had a lot of respect for Whizz, especially as

the man had survived some of the worst kind of torture that he had

ever heard about.

“ Then I guess we’re paying

Whizz a visit.” He grabbed Charlotte’s hand and headed out of the

club.

As he was leaving Killer was walking

into the club.

They shook hands and slapped each

other on the back.

“ Wasn’t expecting to see

you so soon,” Killer said.

“ What can I say? You just

can’t get rid of me.”

“ Tell me about it. Can’t stay,

about to head out.” Gash made the introductions with Killer and

Charlotte. “Where’s Kelsey?”

“ She’s at work.” Kelsey

worked as a dental nurse, and had returned to work not long ago.

“I’m here to pick up Markus.”

“ Angel has him

inside.”

“ Great.”

They said their goodbyes and headed

back toward his bike.

“ I have to say I’m

shocked,” Charlotte said.

“ About what?”

“ Your MC life. I thought it

was drugs, booze, and sex.”

Gash laughed. “Well, it’s got the sex and

the booze. It’s also about being a family. The Skulls, they’re my

real brothers and family.”

“ What happened to your real

brother?” she asked.

“ My brother?”

“ Yesterday, you mentioned a

brother.”

Gash released a sigh. “I’ll talk to

you about that another time. I’ve not seen him in years, well over

a decade. He’s probably dead.”

“ And you don’t care about

that?”

“ My brother was an asshole,

Charlotte. Believe me, he’s better off dead, otherwise he’d have

hurt every single person he could get his hands on.”

Charlotte frowned. “How do you know

that?”

Gash sighed. “Can I just promise that

I’ll tell you soon? I want to get to Whizz.”

She nodded. “Sure. You’re not obligated to

share anything with me.” She placed the helmet on her head, and he

swung his leg over the bike. Charlotte climbed on behind him and

held him tightly.

Gash liked the way she held onto

him.

Starting up his bike, he rode out of the

clubhouse, all the time aware of her pussy pressing against his

back. When he got out of prison, he’d fucked every single club

whore, and then he’d gone around them again, wearing out all the

women. He loved sex, but with Charlotte, it was something

more.

Thinking back to this morning

when he had his fingers inside her pussy, he’d been desperate for

her to find pleasure. Usually he didn’t give a fuck about

whether the women

got off or not. With Charlotte, it meant more.

Get over it.

She’s not the one for

you.

You’re using her to find

peace.

Her legs tightened around him, and he

gritted his teeth. There wasn’t going to be anything between them

other than two people looking for revenge. He could do this, and

place Charlotte in a little box for him to deal with.