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Page 19 of Link’s Property (Savage Knights MC: NW Chapter #3)

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“ W e’re ready for the check,” I tell the waitress.

It’s time to get my girl in the back of my truck.

She’s been taunting me all throughout dinner.

Showing up looking so pretty in that navy-blue dress.

Her sparkling eyes making promises with every wink.

Those roaming fingers teasing me. Even the way she chewed her food got me going.

Licking her lips, groaning with every taste.

Jesus, I’m in a sweltered state, breaking out into a sweat.

“Aren’t we going to have dessert?” She bats her eyelashes as if she’s an innocent party. The pressure inside my gut is so high, I’m on the verge of losing my shit and fucking her in front of this entire room.

“You should’ve thought about that before you started causing trouble.”

“Trouble?” She runs her hand across the neckline of her low-cut dress. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Officer.” She tugs it down and two puckered nipples are revealed.

Fuck. Where’s the goddamn check?

“Pull it up now, or I’m going to bend you over my knee when we get outside.”

When her eyes light up, my cock responds in my slacks.

I need to start wearing boxers when I’m out with this girl or else the world is going to see the stain on the front of my pants.

Every smile, every giggle, every time her throat bobs on a sip of her drink.

Everything about her has me obsessed. God, those fucking tits are so perfect.

I’m jealous of her fingers circling around those tight peaks.

Finally, the waitress approaches the table, and my girl tugs her top up just in the nick of time. But I’m still going to punish her for this little stunt. I don’t want anyone seeing those beauties except for me.

“Here.” I shove the woman my card and she runs it on the spot.

As soon as she walks away, I’m grabbing Shayna’s hand and marching her out of the restaurant.

My thoughts are channeled in on one thing and one thing only as we cross the street to the parking lot.

I’m walking so fast my girl is barely able to keep up in those five-inch heels.

Better believe I’ll be making her keep those on when I fuck her tonight.

“I think we should go have ice cream first,” she teases from behind.

“You’ll get your fucking cream all right. After I deal with your ass, you’re going to be on your knees, apologizing for your behavior at dinner.”

“Lincoln, is that you?”

The sound of my name being called has me stopping. It’s none other than Melinda Williams coming toward us. Of all the fucking nights, the one time I take my girl out, we have to run into her. Talk about the fates trying to strike me down.

“It is you. I almost didn’t recognize you all dressed up in a suit. My, my, aren’t you looking sharp. And… Oh my heavens, Shayna dear, it’s so good to see you.”

She rushes toward my girl and pulls her straight in for a hug.

Thankfully, I don’t think she noticed that our hands were locked together.

She pulls back and looks Shayna over as if she’s making sure she’s all in one piece.

“My, how you’ve grown. She’s turned into such a beautiful young woman, hasn’t she, Officer Price? ”

Yeah, she fucking has. It’s almost a struggle to get my words out. I don’t think I’ve ever been this nervous before.

“Yes, she has definitely grown up.” I nod.

“So, what are you two doing here?”

“We were just getting caught up over dinner,” I lie, and immediately see the confused look cross Shayna’s face.

What does she expect me to do? Tell her old caseworker that we’re on a date and I was just about to take her into the back of my truck and spank the shit out of her before I buried my face between those cheeks and made her come on my tongue?

“I’m so glad you two have kept in touch. You were always such a strong mentor for her, Lincoln.” She smiles at me then turns toward Shay. “If it weren’t for this man keeping you out of trouble, you would’ve had to do some real time for those stunts you pulled, missy.”

Shayna fakes her smile, nodding. “Yeah, he definitely saved me.”

“Yes, he did. I still wish I could’ve granted you custody, but it looks like you’ve taken it upon yourself to be a mentor to this girl anyway. You’re quite an honorable man.”

And if I didn’t think I could feel any more shame for my actions, she just hammered it in hard.

“And you, young lady. Are you staying out of trouble?” She gives Shay a pointed look, before giving her a teasing wink. “Any lucky young man in your life? You’re still young yet, so I probably shouldn’t be asking.”

I swear every time the woman opens her mouth, she fires off another round at my good conscience, making me feel like a creepy bastard.

She keeps pointing out facts I’ve been trying to ignore, but the truth can’t be denied.

Shayna is young. And I’m supposed to be a role model for her, not someone who preys on her in the middle of the night, doing everything I can to violate her body.

“I am having fun,” Shayna says, and her voice has me looking up. “I’m actually seeing someone.” I shake my head in warning. She better not tell her it’s me. She better keep her mouth closed.

“Oh, that’s wonderful,” Melinda cheers. “I hope he’s a nice young fella with good values.

Has your dad here met him yet? Does he approve?

” She looks to me, giving me a teasing wink, and I’ve just been blasted with another round of shame.

She just called me her father, wondering whether I approve of the man Shayna’s in bed with.

No, I don’t fucking approve. If I were her dad, I’d have a real problem with some thirty-six-year-old man trying to date my twenty-three-year-old daughter.

Not to mention if she came home and said he was a member of a motorcycle club, has killed a man in his life, and is brutally obsessed with her.

I’d be locking her in her room and showing up at my door with a rifle in hand to blast the guy in the dick.

“I haven’t met him yet,” I state before Shayna can respond and say something she shouldn’t.

“But I think she’s too young to settle down.

She needs to grow up a bit and have some life experiences before she even considers marriage.

Seems to me like it’s just a casual fling though, so there’s nothing to worry about. ”

Shayna’s shoulders visibly tense and another wounded look crosses her face, and that good mood she was in is long gone.

But what I just said is right. Despite what I want, despite my feelings for the girl, she should be out living life and dating.

She shouldn’t be locked down at that clubhouse serving drinks to a bunch of growly men.

She should be enjoying this time of her life.

Not getting her ass spanked for wearing a short skirt.

“Listen to this father of yours.” Melinda winks at the girl, rubbing the shame in further.

“He knows what he’s talking about. Well, I better get on inside and pick up my dinner.

I’ve got a busy day at work in the morning.

Too many kids and too little time. It was really great running into you two though.

Reminds me of why I get up every day to do my job.

You both be well. And make sure you keep in touch, you here? ”

She gives us both a hug and then heads into the restaurant and I’m stuck in the heels of my disgust. Regret piling on by the second.

“Come on,” I bark at the girl. “Let’s go.”

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