The Devil in Her Soul (Heartless Devils Motorcycle Club Book 3) by Kathryn Thomas Page B
Authors: Kathryn Thomas
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Asher.”
“No! Don’t do that! So long as we stay out of her way, we all get along pretty well.”
Jenny looked at Rachel quizzically. “Why not?”
“Because! She may not take it out on you, but she will damn sure take it out on me and the rest of the girls.”
“Rachel, it’s stupid to be walking around afraid of her. Let me talk to Asher.”
“Jenny, please, don’t, okay? You don’t know how she can be.”
Jenny ran her tongue over her teeth. “Okay. I won’t talk to him. But if all the women stood up to her, she would back off.”
“No, she wouldn’t. She would pick us off, one at a time, and make our lives miserable.”
“Wouldn’t Gator stand up for you?”
“No, probably not. If one of the men were hassling me, yeah, he would step in to protect his pussy. But from one of the other women? He would expect me to solve my own issues.”
“That’s messed up!”
“It is what it is. Please don’t say anything.”
“Okay. You have my word. But if that bitch gets in my face again…”
“Be careful, Jenny. She’s fights dirty.”
Jenny grinned. “She hasn’t seen fighting dirty until I fight dirty. I’m going to be a fucking lawyer. I can take fighting dirty to a whole new level.”
Rachel began to giggle and she patted Jenny on the hand. “Just be careful,” she said as she rose then sauntered over to Gator, Tank, and Dozer, melting into Gator’s side as his arm went around her and his hand came to rest on her ass.
Jenny gave her head a shake then turned back to her almost forgotten Sprite. She had just taken another sip when Asher and John appeared. Her father went immediately down the hall to his apartment, and Asher walked toward her.
“What’s the matter?” she asked as he coasted to a stop beside her.
“Your dad is being a dick.”
Jenny sighed. “What now?”
“Nothing. Come on. Now I need a ride.”
Jenny rose, moved behind the bar and dumped the drink into the sink. She thought about leaving the glass out so that Hearts would have to put it in the dishwasher, but then changed her mind. No point looking for trouble, or reinforcing her opinion of her.
After putting the glass in the washer, she followed Asher outside.
“Tell me what’s going on,” she demanded as she put on her helmet.
“It’s the same shit. Reaming my ass about getting you involved in the club. He is still fixated on us sleeping together. Never mind that Melissa was his old lady and she couldn’t have been less involved in the club.”
“Don’t worry about him,” Jenny said as she hauled her bike upright. “He’ll come around. And if not, then too bad for him.” Before Asher could answer, she pressed the starter button and her hog bellowed to life.
Chapter 5
Asher stomped into Jenny’s apartment and tossed his helmet carelessly onto the small table by the door where their helmets were left.
“What?” Jenny asked from the couch, looking up from her laptop.
“Nothing.”
Jenny sighed. “Nothing my ass. Is it Dad again?”
Asher didn’t want to bad mouth his lover’s father, but John was getting to be a real pain in the ass. “Yeah.”
“What this time?”
“Nothing new. He’s freezing me out and that is affecting the rest of the club. I don’t think he even knows he is doing it.”
Jenny pursed her lips in annoyance. She had tried to talk to her dad after they had returned from their ride Saturday, but he was just as chilly toward her as he has been toward Asher. She had thought she had made some progress, but that was three days ago, and it was clear whatever progress she thought she had made hadn’t stuck.
“Maybe it is just time for us to move on.”
“Leave Miami?”
“No, not leave, but maybe you should think about leaving the Heartless Devils.”
Asher frowned. “Is that what you
“No! Don’t do that! So long as we stay out of her way, we all get along pretty well.”
Jenny looked at Rachel quizzically. “Why not?”
“Because! She may not take it out on you, but she will damn sure take it out on me and the rest of the girls.”
“Rachel, it’s stupid to be walking around afraid of her. Let me talk to Asher.”
“Jenny, please, don’t, okay? You don’t know how she can be.”
Jenny ran her tongue over her teeth. “Okay. I won’t talk to him. But if all the women stood up to her, she would back off.”
“No, she wouldn’t. She would pick us off, one at a time, and make our lives miserable.”
“Wouldn’t Gator stand up for you?”
“No, probably not. If one of the men were hassling me, yeah, he would step in to protect his pussy. But from one of the other women? He would expect me to solve my own issues.”
“That’s messed up!”
“It is what it is. Please don’t say anything.”
“Okay. You have my word. But if that bitch gets in my face again…”
“Be careful, Jenny. She’s fights dirty.”
Jenny grinned. “She hasn’t seen fighting dirty until I fight dirty. I’m going to be a fucking lawyer. I can take fighting dirty to a whole new level.”
Rachel began to giggle and she patted Jenny on the hand. “Just be careful,” she said as she rose then sauntered over to Gator, Tank, and Dozer, melting into Gator’s side as his arm went around her and his hand came to rest on her ass.
Jenny gave her head a shake then turned back to her almost forgotten Sprite. She had just taken another sip when Asher and John appeared. Her father went immediately down the hall to his apartment, and Asher walked toward her.
“What’s the matter?” she asked as he coasted to a stop beside her.
“Your dad is being a dick.”
Jenny sighed. “What now?”
“Nothing. Come on. Now I need a ride.”
Jenny rose, moved behind the bar and dumped the drink into the sink. She thought about leaving the glass out so that Hearts would have to put it in the dishwasher, but then changed her mind. No point looking for trouble, or reinforcing her opinion of her.
After putting the glass in the washer, she followed Asher outside.
“Tell me what’s going on,” she demanded as she put on her helmet.
“It’s the same shit. Reaming my ass about getting you involved in the club. He is still fixated on us sleeping together. Never mind that Melissa was his old lady and she couldn’t have been less involved in the club.”
“Don’t worry about him,” Jenny said as she hauled her bike upright. “He’ll come around. And if not, then too bad for him.” Before Asher could answer, she pressed the starter button and her hog bellowed to life.
Chapter 5
Asher stomped into Jenny’s apartment and tossed his helmet carelessly onto the small table by the door where their helmets were left.
“What?” Jenny asked from the couch, looking up from her laptop.
“Nothing.”
Jenny sighed. “Nothing my ass. Is it Dad again?”
Asher didn’t want to bad mouth his lover’s father, but John was getting to be a real pain in the ass. “Yeah.”
“What this time?”
“Nothing new. He’s freezing me out and that is affecting the rest of the club. I don’t think he even knows he is doing it.”
Jenny pursed her lips in annoyance. She had tried to talk to her dad after they had returned from their ride Saturday, but he was just as chilly toward her as he has been toward Asher. She had thought she had made some progress, but that was three days ago, and it was clear whatever progress she thought she had made hadn’t stuck.
“Maybe it is just time for us to move on.”
“Leave Miami?”
“No, not leave, but maybe you should think about leaving the Heartless Devils.”
Asher frowned. “Is that what you
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