EroticReverie

Kane King

Three years. Three fucking years she’s disappeared for and rolls back into town like a god damn thunderstorm ready to rip my dick from the root , like a fucking tree from the ground. Charlotte Darling is still the only fucking thing capable of taking my god damn breath away. I wanted that fucking woman underneath me more than I wanted my next breath. 

I still loved her. That much was fuckin clear. Three years hadn’t done a god damn thing to erase my feelings for her. Even when I thought they had been long gone. Denial is what it was. Denying the fact I still loved her even though I thought about her every fucking day since I last saw her. Her showing up in town, at my fathers shop of all places, was a slap in the face, a punch to the fucking gut. The girl is so god damn beautiful , it’s infuriating. 

It’s been hours since our little reunion and I’m standing outside the club with Kip, drinking our beers and sharing a joint as I keep my eyes on the front of the shop. Watching her shuffle around and close up with Victorias help. 

“So” Kip says taking the joint from me and taking a turn. 

“Charlie girl is back in town.” He says and I let out a slight grumbling noise. He’s smirking when I look to him , he exhales the smoke in his mouth. Kip knows that Charlie is the one that got away from me. That she’s the only fucking one that exists on this fucking piece of shit earth that makes me picture white picket fences.

“Yup” I say , taking the joint back and taking a deep breath before I take another , this time with my mouth at the end of the joint. 

“And?” Kip asks.

“And what?” I exhale slowly. Coughing slightly and passing the joint back to him. 

He chuckles. 

“Fuck man” he shakes his head. “It’s like she never left huh? Look at you” he chuckles and I grunt and rub my jaw and then push my hand through my hair. 

“You still love her” he says and I glare at him. 

“No shit” I snarl and he laughs choking on the smoke. 

“So what’s the plan?” He asks with a laugh. 

“Fuck if I know, three fuckin years and she still blames me for that fucking sloppy ass kiss from that chick, but I know it’s more than that.” I growl. 

“But she’s gonna use that excuse for running till she’s blue in the face” I say and shake my head. 

Charlie never said it. But I knew exactly what her parents thought of me. I’d heard it with my own fucking ears when she didn’t think I had. Waiting at her door, hearing her arguing with her parents about the “white trash” that I was. Them telling her that I’d end up in jail, that they didn’t raise her date my “kind”. 

Truth be told. It fuckin stung. I knew what a lot of people thought about my family, and the club. I’d never cared. Never even blamed her parents for wanting to protect their daughter. Charlie was and is fucking perfect. I didn’t blame them for talking shit on me or my family and the club. Not till she ran. Because that’s when i knew that Charlie had believed it too. But I never told anyone. Not even Kip. Because having to talk about it , would only have made the blow of her running , hurt even more. Having to admit the girl that I loved thought I was worthless trash and just looking for a chance to go find something more , someone better. Yeah, have to admit, that shit hurt like a bitch. And still fuckin does. 

“So you’re NOT gonna try to get her back?” Kip asks. I just huff and steal another drag of our shared joint , tossing the last of it out into the gravel. 

“Don’t know” I say. Because honesty. I didn’t know. Did I want her back? Of course. But that didn’t mean she’d ever let me have her back.  And there was still a lot of unknown shit. Why was she back? How long was she back for? And why the hell is she working three damn jobs? Was she seeing anyone? That thought alone makes me want to fucking lose my shit. There’s been no rings on her fingers. So I knew she wasn’t married or engaged. But that didn’t mean that some other guy wasn’t saying Goodnight to her and holding her in his fuckin bed. I’d have to find that out. Have to find out everything. 

“I need you have Porky run some intel on her.” I say and Kip just looks at me and waits. Not saying anything. 

“What?” I ask with a huff. 

“You think that’s a good idea?” He asks and I growl. “You think she wants you having one of us spy on her?” 

“It’s not spying” I growl. 

He laughs. “What the fuck you gonna call it then when she finds out?”

“Just fucking have him do it Kip” I grunt and he rolls his eyes and shrugs.

“Fine man” he throws his hands up as if in surrender. “It’ll be your fuckin funeral when she loses her shit on you”

We both look to the subject at hand as she walks out of the front of the shop with Victoria , that tight white long sleeved shirt , those tight as fuck jeans and her white sneakers. God. She looked so fucking edible. 

Kip lets out a low whistle. “She always have that ass?” He says out loud and I shoot my eyes to him and he jerks slightly. 

“Shit. Thinking out loud. My bad” he says and my nostrils flare. 

“Make that mistake again and I’ll knock your fucking teeth out” I warn him and he smirks. 

“Yeah man. I know.” He says with another smirk and I shake my head as we both look back to her and she tosses her ponytail over her shoulder with her hand after locking the door. 

“Her ass is terrible” Kip says and I just shake my head at his attempt to pretend he’s not looking at it again. 

“Worst ass I’ve ever seen” he says and I shoot my hand out and shove him by his shoulder. 

“Enough fucker” I say unable to not chuckle at my idiot best friend. 

Victoria walks with Charlotte to the middle of the lot as they talk and I stand there just watching, her eyes looking to me for a split second before going back to Victoria. 

I wait and watch as she lifts the thin strap of her purse over her shoulder and smiles to Victoria and says goodbye. My brows pinching as I see her walk towards the street. 

“Is she walking ?” Kip asks at the same time I think it. 

“Fuck that” I snarl and then push forward and towards Charlotte. Victoria is walking in my direction a small smile on her face as she looks at my scowl and then back at Charlotte. 

The entire club had been busting my balls about her. Much to Roxy’s dismay. Goose had let everyone know that they had me to answer to if they tried to make a move on the new girl at the shop. And then for hours I had to listen to them taunt me about her. All of them fucking testing me and making comments about her. Before I’d lost it and shouted for them all to shut the fuck up and threatened them if they said one more fuckin thing about her. Roxy had stomped out after that and took off. Clearly not fond of me sticking up for a girl she’d never heard of when I let the guys talk about her left and right. Oh well. I’d never led Roxy on or gave her reason to believe she had a shot at being anything more than a fuck buddy. 

“Charlie girl!” I yell as she starts to walk along the road. She stops and turns. She doesn’t yell back , just crosses her arms and waits for me to get to her. 

“Where the fuck you goin?” I ask and she rolls her eyes. 

“Home , you barbarian” she says and turns back around to keep walking. 

“Let me take you” I say and she huffs a small laugh. 

“No thank you” she says over her shoulder as I follow her and then reach out. Gently taking her arm and she turns to face me and looks up at me. 

“I’m not asking Charlie.” I say seriously. 

“Listen, I really don’t need this shit right now Kane” she says tugging her arm from mine. 

“What shit? Me wanting to get you home safe? Too fuckin bad” I grit my teeth. 

“No. I don’t need you trying to tell me what to do, and I don’t need your girlfriend coming after me and-“

“She’s NOT my girlfriend” I growl. 

“Whatever” she sighs exhaustedly. “I don’t need your sleepover buddy coming after me” she says and then shifts and crosses her arms. 

“Nobody is coming after you but me. And I’ll make fucking sure of it” I say, jaw ticking and she blinks once and then just stares at me. 

“Kane” she says my name with a sigh. 

“You know I’m not letting you walk home.” I say. 

She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath and drops her arms to her side and then opens her eyes and shakes her head at me. 

“Fine. Just this once.” She says. 

“No. Till you get a car.” I say. 

“Kane I’m not gonna argue with you” she says giving a little stomp of her foot. 

“Good. Cause I’m not putting up your getting home safe to an argument Charlie” I say and she grinds her teeth. 

“I mean that I’m not letting you take me home every night I work” she says. 

“I know what you meant Charlie girl. But that’s too damn bad now isn’t it?“ I say as her nose widens with a huff. 

“Let’s go , Miss I’m not stubborn” I grin slightly and turn. 

“Pain in my ass” she mutters and I smile to myself as I keep walking with her , moving to the outside of her to keep myself closer to the road than her. 

I go into the club with her to grab the keys for my car since I don’t have a helmet for her. A mental note is immediately made to get one for her. 

All eyes are on Charlie and the noise dies down a bit as all the men and women stare at the angel in their presence.

“Have a drink” Victoria chirps. Breaking the awkward silence of the club house. 

Before Charlie can decline , Victoria is grabbing her hand with a friendly smile on her face and pulling Charlie towards the small bar. 

“What’re you drinkin hun?” Victoria asks her and Charlie opens her mouth. 

“Get her a shot of whiskey!” Sam one of the older men standing and leaning against the bar calls out and Charlie gives a small nervous laugh. 

“You can’t drink nothin else to you’ve had a shot of whiskey. That’s the rules doll face” Sam says and I roll my eyes.  Those were NOT the rules but everyone else that had made it tradition raises their glasses or bottles or shot glass in a impromptu cheers. 

Charlie looks at me and I just smile and shrug and walk over to the bar where she’s standing. 

“They’re gonna get you drunk if you stay” I warn her and she gives a small smile and looks around. 

“You don’t want me to stay then?” She asks , and god the way her perfect brows draw together as if I’ve just hurt her feelings has me needing to remember how to breathe again. 

“Charlie girl , if you want to stay then yes , I want you to stay, but if you want me to take you home then I want to take you home. I just want you to do whatever makes you comfortable. You know that” I say quietly. As she takes a short breath, her chest lifting as she looks at me. 

She breathes again. 

“Ummm okay you two , you might have your clothes on and all, but get a room” Victoria teases and throws down a shot glass on the bar and flips the bottle pouring a messy shot. Spilling some on the bar. 

“You’re wasting our liquor!“ Sam yells at Victoria who bats her hand around in the air at Sams shouting. 

“Yell at my girl again Sam And I’ll put you on your ass old man” Tyler warns from the pool table nearby. 

Victoria tosses my brother and wink and a smile. 

“That’s my man, my big bear” she makes a kissing face at him. 

There’s banter all around us as Charlie still looks at me. 

“Drink up Charlotte!” Victoria calls her name and Charlie swallows then turns and grabs her shot glass. 

“Get one Little Prince too!” Sam says. 

I just laugh as Charlie’s brows pinch and she looks at me. 

“Little Prince?” She asks and then cocks a brow in curiosity. 

“Yeah. And if YOU ever call me that Charlie, I will not stop myself from bending you over my knee and making you regret it” I say only joking and her eyes flying open. There’s a moment where I think that maybe Charlie fucking likes that idea , but it’s gone when she rolls her eyes. 

“Not sure why I’d do something that rewards YOU” she says and smirk at her. Picking up my shot and lifting it. 

“To you Charlie girl” I say. 

“No no,” she shakes her after clinking my glass. 

“To you ..” she says with a little grin that’s almost fucking devious. And then I realize why when she tacks on the last part of her salute. 

“Little Prince” she says making others laugh and the throwing back her shot.