“Come on, babe, let’s get you in the shower,” he says, pulling my hands from my body. Guiding me into the shower he stays out of the water.
Thank God for that.
Turning to let to let the water run through my hair, my eyes meet Peirce’s darker ones. I’m unable to look away from him as he removes his shirt tossing it to the floor, his fingers unfasten the button and slide the zipper down on his jeans. As he pushes them down, I have to look away.
The shower curtain is pulled away and I don’t have to look at him to know he’s joined me, I could feel the heat radiating off of him.
“Babe, it’s nothing you haven’t seen before,” Peirce chuckles. “I’m sure you’ve seen others since me.”
Shaking my head, I turn to face the water not wanting him to see my reaction to him, only as I do this, I didn’t think of what he would see back there.
Crappity crap crap.
Chapter Nine
Pitch Black
Earlier when I’d brought Angelina into the clubhouse, I’d gotten her to my room, removed her filthy clothes and tried to clean her up some in order for Pipe and Doc to help her.
However, when I stripped her, I didn’t take a look at her back and hadn’t noticed when the doc was examining it. I was more worried about restraining myself from hitting the motherfucker for touching what’s mine. Now with her facing away from me, I’m getting a very good look at the fine markings crisscrossing across her back.
“When did this happen?” I ask, trying to remain calm at the sight.
“It’s nothing,” she says, her shoulders hunched over.
“Lina, tell me, when did you get those marks?” I order, reaching out to brush her hair further out of the way so I’m able to see her back fully.
Tilting her head to look over her shoulder meeting my gaze. “I received them the same day the houseboat was set on fire with you in it.”
Fuck.
“Before or after,” I demand.
Closing her eyes, she cast her head down in defeat. “Before.”
“Why?”
“It was punishment for not being a virgin. Same reason they tried to kill you.”
I’m going to kill the fuckers who did this to her.
Dropping the subject for now, I reach around Angelina and grab the soap. Putting some in my hands, I slowly soap her body. My cock twitches as I run my fingers over her soft skin. It remembers who Lina is. Nothing about this woman is forgettable. She left her mark on my soul a long time ago.
Having heard what she said about the scars on her back and the reason for the houseboat going up in flames with me inside, I understand more now. Though I wish I knew for certain I could trust she’s being completely honest with me.
Then something dawns on me. Something I refused to think about after I read it when it came in the mail two months after the houseboat went up in flames. I’d been living in the clubhouse by then and my mamma brought the letter to me saying it’d come in the mail a few days before. There hadn’t been a return address label and I started to throw it away but the handwriting caught my attention and I decided to open the damn thing.
Peirce,
You’ll never know how sorry I am for what they did to you.
To us.
I knew something was going to happened that day I left you in the school parking lot to go home. Father demanded me home directly after school. It’s then I met them. The men who took your home from you.
I know you hate me. I don’t blame you. Everything that happened to you will weigh on my shoulders.
Maybe in a different life where I wasn’t the daughter to my father, I could have been happy with you, truly, completely.
I only ask that one day you find happiness again AND maybe just maybe forgive me for my part in the wrongs that have been warranted on the both of us.
Love always and forever, Ma raison d'être.
Angelina
Soon as I’d finished reading the letter, I threw it in the trash. I thought it complete bullshit. She’d been standing in the arms of another man as they laughed.
However, looking back now, she’d been looking on horrified with tears in her eyes.
Fuck.
I’d been blinded by the anger in seeing something, that I didn’t look beyond the first layer of the image to see what was really going on.
Silently, I finish cleaning Angelina and making sure to wash her hair with some shampoo Nora brought by while Lina was still unconscious.
Shutting the water off, I push the shower curtain to the side and step out, grab a towel, wrapping it around her, I lift her into my arms, and carry her into the bedroom.
“Peirce, you’re soaking wet. Why didn’t you get a towel? You’re going to get water everywhere.” I can’t help but chuckle at her making a fuss over me not drying off.
“Babe.” Grinning, I set her down on the edge of the bed and step over to the dresser to grab another one of my t-shirts as well as a pair of her underwear from the bag Lyrica brought in for me. I’d asked her to go with Fuse and a prospect to Angelina’s and pack as much shit as she could for them.
Turning back to her still soaked, my cock twitches when she drifts her gaze over my body landing on my cock. My grin turns into a full-on smile at the sight of her eyes widening. “Like what you see?” I
