Tank

9 - You have this wrong

Tank

All of this is a moot point. Ghost has it wrong, no matter how he tries to justify this.

“I wouldn’t ask her to. The point is with her on our side, we could be untouchable. We need to make Nova see working for us is better than letting some other MC realize who she is and use her against us.”

“No one will realize who she is, Ghost. You’ve got this wrong. I know you have. But in case you haven’t, keep your mouth shut.”

“Sure.” He smirks behind his glass of scotch.

Anything could happen in this life. I’ve seen it a million times. But I can’t do this right now. I need to get out of here. I can’t be in the same room with Nova when I need to get my dic.k wet, and I really fuckin’ do right now. I have the worst case of blue balls.

“Right.” I knock back my drink and slam the glass down on the table in front of me. “I’ve got places to be.” Yeah, I do, strip club. There’s a puss.y with my name on it.

“I’m going to have a little chat with Miss Nova.”

I don’t answer him. I’m not interested in what he does right now. I have better things to do than chase bullshit. Nova has nothing to do with this Exorcist guy. I know that, and the quicker Ghost gets this shi.t off his chest, the better, before Shepard finds out what he's been saying about his little girl.

“Nova!” He yells her name as I get up to walk away. “Come over here!” I watch her roll her eyes at him and leave her seat. “You staying for this?”

Not that I want to stay for this, but I don’t think leaving Nova alone with him, even in this crowded bar, would be a good idea right now. Ghost can be a little intimidating, not to mention hot-headed at times. If he upsets her in any way, I’ll kill him, and then the Prez will dig him up and kill him all over again.

“What do you want?” She practically snaps at him. She doesn’t like him at all. She’s a feisty little thing, fuckin’ sex.y as hell in those tight jeans.

I groan inwardly as I check out her tight ass. God, kill me now. This is fuckin’ killing me. I’ve never wanted a woman as much as I want this one.

What the fuc.k does this little girl have that’s so damn special?

Sure, her body is beyond hot, tight, lick, and fuckable. She has eyes so blue they mesmerize a man to the point he doesn’t realize he’s staring at her. It’s like she has some weird power over me; makes me feel like I’ve taken a shi.t load of drugs that render me useless. I can’t even move when I look into her eyes. However, more than that, there’s something about her, something I can’t put my finger on just yet.

I need to get away from her and stay away from her at all costs. I know she’s going to be around a lot now she’s back in Shepard’s life, but that doesn’t mean I have to be around her.

Jett’s my best friend, my brother from another mother, but he hasn’t had much to do with Nova either since she’s been back. It’s fuc.k all to do with me why, but it helps that she’s not hanging around him all the time.

Don’t think I could if she did, and me and Jett not together every day?

Don’t make any fuckin’ sense in my world. We’ve been friends our entire lives, and we’ll be friends until the day we die.

“Take a seat.” Ghost tips his head toward the seat in between mine and his.

Nova rolls her eyes and sits down like a petulant child.

Man, she looks hot today. Hell, she looks hot every day. But when she wears tight jeans, and I do mean tight, all I can think about is sinking my teeth into that peach-shaped ass of hers. All I can think about is ripping her clothes off and licking every inch of her or sinking my dic.k so deep into her tight body that she feels it in her throat.

Well, stop fuckin’ thinking about it, fuc.k face!

“So, you gonna tell me what you want? Because I was kinda busy over there.” Nova tilts her head towards the girls, who are watching us closely.

“I need a little help.”

“With?” She folds her arms around her gorgeous body, and my eyes follow the movement.

The only way a fucke.r like me is going to be able to stay away from a girl like this is to have his fuckin’ eyes gouged out, and his hands cut off. Maybe his dic.k too. It might just happen if I don’t keep my goddamn eyes off her.

“Contacting The Exorcist.” Nova looks at Ghost for a moment. She looks confused and then amused. “Surely you remember me?”

“Should I?”

I watch Ghost lean forward in his seat, resting his arms on the table. “We met once. You collected some information from a friend of ours.”

“Is that right?” I watch a smirk creep across her pretty face. She’s mocking him. Serves him right; this is fuckin’ ridiculous. “And who is this friend of yours?”

“Hammer. You collected information and p*****t for The Exorcist’s help with a job he needed doing. Now, tell me, Nova. How does a girl like you get involved with a man like that?”

She smirks, trying not to laugh out loud. I wish he could hear himself right now. It’s no wonder she’s laughing at him; he sounds ridiculous.

“You have me mistaken for someone else. I’ve never heard of this Exorcist person. The name alone is ridiculous.”

“I know it’s you.”

She smiles while getting out of her seat. “I think somebody spends too much time watching action movies. I’m not who you think I am. If I were, I’d watch what I said. You wouldn’t want the wrong person finding out what you’ve been saying.”

Ghost’s eyes widen a little.

She’s spooked him.

Nova smirks, and I’m wondering if she really is hiding something.

Don’t be stupid, Tank. Ghost started this stupid shi.t, and Nova finished it. If she spooked him, he deserved it. You know him; he can be a real prick sometimes. It’s about time somebody put the little shi.t in his place. Just so happened to be this little slip of a girl.

“Now, don’t do anything stupid, Ghost.”

“What the hell is it you think I’m gonna do?”

“Don’t go telling people what you think you know. You have it so very wrong. However, that kind of thing could lead to bad things for all of us, and I know you don’t want that.”

Ghost smirks. “You won’t bring hell down on this club. Your family is here.”

I watch Nova lean down, hands pressed into the table as she stares at Ghost. “You have no idea of the things I would do. However, I don’t know this Exorcist person, and I have no interest in finding out who he might be. You ought not to mess in things that don’t concern you, Ghost. You should know that by now.”

Ghost leans back in his seat, arms around his big chest, smirk on his face.

I wipe my hand over my face. This idio.t is just loving antagonizing Nova. She’s not a weak woman; any fool can see that, but she is just a woman. She doesn’t need Ghost riling her like this.

Is he so stupid to believe that if Shepard finds out, he won’t beat his ass into next week?

Shepard is a crazy son of a bitc.h, and if he finds out about this, it won’t lead to good things.

Then there’s Jett. He might have a chip on his shoulder right now; why, none of us know, but Nova is still his little sister, and he would kill any man who upset her.

This prick just can't seem to let it go, though.

“I know it’s you. I am never wrong, and I will find the proof I need. Once I do, I’ll take it to Shepard. What do you think he’ll do when he knows his little girl works for the best assassin there is?”

“What do you think he'll do when I tell him one of his men is harassing me?” She cock.s her eyebrow at him. He swallows visibly. He knows what will happen; we all do. “Now, I’ve got places to be.” She turns to look at me. “Will you walk me out, please?”

“Sure.” Can’t touch her doesn’t mean I should treat her like she’s something to be avoided, even though I should do just that.

Nova walks out in front of me. I turn to Ghost. “Drop this, Brother. It will only lead to bad things that this club doesn’t need right now.”

Without giving him a chance to reply, I leave.