I caught Eric’s eyes from across the room and felt warm as I listened. It sounded like something he would say. Regardless of him only being the Enforcer, he had a hell of a lot of say. The MC respected him, which was how I got in with them to begin with.
And I knew when this conversation was over, I would have to face him and decide once and for all if we were going to be something more like we should have been a long time ago.
“Well, this is a party, so let’s put this talk on hold till tomorrow. Enjoy yourself.”
“I plan to.” He smiled at us.
The only one not partaking in the whores was Eric. His eyes were only for me, but suddenly my eyes were for Tony. And after a couple beers, it was easier to admit to myself that this was really happening.
I wasn’t the type of girl for a love triangle. I was always on the move, and most guys knew that. Besides, very few wanted this brand of crazy for long. But these two were different.
I liked Eric, I probably still loved him, but I could see a future with Tony, something I usually ran from. My father had fucked up my idea of a future, and Eric knew that. Eric was comfortable, and even if he was so sweet, I knew he needed better than me. And even if I loved him, I didn’t know if I was IN love.
But I didn’t know yet how Tony felt about it. He wouldn’t talk after waking up in my bed. After I ran after Eric, he acted as if it never happened. True, we were busy dealing with the war shit, but life went on. It had to.
But the other issue with Tony was we were both Prez, and at a time of war no less. And we were both hot heads. If things didn’t work with us, I didn’t see us being civil, and that could bring the whole MC down.
“Can I buy that round?” Eric asked me as I went up to the bar for more. I gave in and let Eric buy me a drink. I glanced over toward Tony and frowned. He’s got Harley in his lap, rubbing her body all over him. Well, that answers that. Eric put his arm around me, and I didn’t protest. “Looks like Tony has moved on.”
“That’s just Harley. She’s a whore.” Who was I trying to convince?
“Oh.”
“Besides, it was one drunken night. I shouldn’t have expected him to fall for me. I should have known better. Tony isn’t that kind of guy. Tony is never going to be that kind of guy, and I realize I want that kind of guy. The settling down, getting married, having a baby kind of guy. I haven’t been able to think about that because I’ve been running from dear old dad. I’m done running now.”
“I’m that kind of guy. I could see myself married with a brood of kids running around. Doesn’t mean I’ll stop what I do, but well, maybe I’ll be a little more careful.”
“And do you have a woman in mind?” I teased.
“Well, I might.” He smiled at me. I glanced at Tony. He was looking at me, so I leaned over and planted a kiss on Eric’s lips. It was so, so wrong of me, but even at my age, hormones could make a woman do insane things.
After a few more kisses that made Eric look drunk and happy, I heard the chair scoot back, and a second later, Eric was grabbed from behind and pulled away from me.
What the hell?
I turned to see it was Tony, come all the way the fuck over from where he was getting a hard-on from that whore to break this up. And for what? This hot headedness was my exact worry come to life.
“Tony, just because we slept together doesn’t make me yours to defend. I’m not your girlfriend. Eric, I’m not yours yet either. I am trying to figure this out and find something real, which I have a fucking right to do. Both of you just need to chill out because this is the last thing this club needs. Tony, you are the Prez, start acting like it.”
Tony threw a punch, ignoring me. Eric dodged it.
“Are you sure you don’t have feelings for Kara?” Austin asked. “Because that seemed like jealous boyfriend type shit.”
“Shut up and mind your own damn business, Austin.”
I rolled my eyes at the idiocy but hoped the comment was the end of it. I shoved at Eric’s shoulder, ready to take him somewhere to talk. Fuck the rule about only leaving with Seth or Tony. Eric would die before he let me get hurt.
“Hey!” the Crypt Keeper’s Prez shouted as Tony threw another punch. “Let’s go, boys, we’re out of here. Tony, don’t make me regret signing that contract. Kara, you better decide quickly which one is yours. I don’t want to see this again.” He grabbed Eric by the collar and hoisted him toward the door.
Eric blew a fucking kiss at me. I normally would have laughed, but this was so not funny right now.
“What the fuck, Tony?” I turned on him. “You were all over Harley.”
“So?”
“So, what is your deal?”
“I don’t like that guy.” He shrugged.
“You mean the guy who made sure we had a whole MC of allies? The
