The Biker's Fate Chapter 636

He ran a thumb over my bottom lip. "Happy to oblige."

Before I could say anything else, his doorbell rang.

"Are you expecting anyone?" I asked.

"No." He sat up and grabbed his phone. "It’s probably Archer."

I slid off the bed. "I’m going to clean up."

"Okay," he said distractedly, then, "It’s not Archer."

"Who is it?"

He craned his head to look at . "So red-head."

I scooted around the bed and looked over his shoulder at his phone. "Oh my god. Is that Gloria?"

"What? No, Gloria’s blonde," he said, using his fingers to make the picture bigger. "Wait. Holy shit, that is Gloria."

I wrinkled my nose. "Ew, why would she co here?"

"No fucking clue."

I raised an eyebrow. "Has she been here before?"

"No. Jesus, I didn’t even think she knew where I lived." He stared at his screen again. "Fuck. I’m going to ignore her and see if she goes away."

I moved to sit beside him, and we watched the screen. Gloria didn’t seem to be moving, and then she rang the doorbell again before leaning into the cara. "Cash? Are you ho? I stopped by the club because I know you were jumping Huck in, but Hatch said you’d left already."

"Don’t answer her," I said.

"Wasn’t planning on it."

We sat glued to the screen for a few seconds watching while Gloria continued to stand on his porch.

"I brought a few things to patch you up," she said into the cara.

"Oh, how sweet," I said, sarcasm dripping from my tone.

"Well, I’ll just leave it here and you can get it when you’re ho," Gloria said. "Call if you’d like to co and help. Bye honey."

"Bye honey?" I snarled. "I’ll ’bye honey’ her."

"Easy tiger." Cash wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled onto his lap. "She’s obviously nuts. I have no idea how she got my address, but I’ll find out tomorrow. I’ll nip all this in the bud."

"I’d also like to know why the hell she dyed her hair red. That’s creepy as fuck."

"Yeah, I’ll find that out too."

I looped my arms around his neck. "Maybe I should co with you."

"No, you go to your dad’s office like normal," he countered. "If she does sothing psycho, I’d rather you not be there."

I sighed. "Fine. But I don’t like it."

"Noted." He leaned in and kissed . "You wanna fuck in the shower?"

I rolled my eyes. "I guess."

"If you’re not feelin’ it, we can just go to bed."

"If you deny your dick, we’re gonna have a bigger problem, Cash."

He chuckled. "There she is."

I slid off his lap, but he tugged back.

"Hey."

"What?" I asked.

"Gloria’s no one you have to worry about."

"I know that," I said. "In the sense that I know you’d never cheat. But she’s off, honey. Sothing’s not right. I feel it in my gut."

He nodded. "Yeah, I feel it too. We’ll be on guard, and I’ll talk to Hatch."

I relaxed against him, kissing him quickly. "Thank you for not minimizing this."

"I trust your gut enough to know that if you’re not feelin’ sothing, then I need to hear that."

I smiled, stroking his cheek. "Love you."

"Love you too, Turtle. Now get your ass in the shower. I’m gonna fuck the worry right outta you."

"Ooh, goody."

He laughed and followed into the bathroom.

Cash

I walked into the shop the next morning to find Gloria waiting for , her hair styled eerily similar to the way Teagan did hers and I frowned.

"Hi Cash," she said, scurrying to keep up with as I rounded the counter. "Did you get my care package?"

"How the fuck did you get my address, Glo?" I demanded, turning to face her.

She stepped back slightly and swallowed. "Um, well, I uh, got it from the file."

"What file?"

"In the back."

"Did you ask anyone if you could get my address from the file in the back?" I sneered.

She dropped her eyes to the floor. "Um, well, no."

"What the hell gave you the idea that you could co to my house uninvited?"

"Co on, Cash, Teagan’s all wrong for you. You know it. I an, she bought an ID to get into a club and she’s not even twenty-one."

"Were you the one who ratted the girls out?" I hissed.

She shrugged. "They could have invited ."

"Jesus, you fuckin’ cunt."

Gloria frowned. "Co on, Cash. Teagan’s young and kind of a bit—"

"You shut your goddamd mouth." I grabbed her arm and dragged her (gently but firmly) into the parts room before releasing her. "Clue in, bitch. This is calm. You ever co to my house again, I will fucking lose my shit, got it?"

"But Cash—"

"Ever," I snapped. "You are not welco there."

"But we have sothing special."

"We have nothing, Gloria. I don’t know where your fuckin’ head’s at, but I’m with Teagan, and she’s it for , yeah? You’re nothing," I bit out. "Steer clear of . And let be clear, steer clear of Teagan as well. Got it?"

She nodded, but she scowled doing it.

"And I’d find a new hair stylist if I were you."

I stord out of the room and straight back to the club. I decided to talk to my dad before taking this issue up the chain to Hatch. Lucky for , he was in his office.