Free Screwed by Sam Crescent Page A

what you want from me,” she said. “None of this is making sense. I can’t trust you. This means nothing to me.”
    “I know you feel something for me.” Reaching out, he stroked her cheek. He blanked out the whole world. None of their clubs existed, only the two of them in this moment. “I’m asking you to marry me. I want to make you my woman, my old lady. Please, give me a chance to prove I can do this.”
    Taking her hand he slid the ring onto her finger. It was a perfect fit.
    “One chance, Piper. All I’m asking is for one chance. What we felt together, that was real.” He gritted his teeth, hating how silent he needed to be about their time together. Jesse didn’t want the other guys to know how responsive she was or how she sucked cock like an angel. All of these traits were his own.
    “Fine, you want a chance then I’ll give you a chance.” She pulled away from him and before he could stop her, Piper kneed him in the balls.
    Dropping to his knees, Jesse watched her walk toward the door.
    “If you’re really serious about this then you’ll come and pick me up for coffee this Friday.”
    ****
    Four months later
    Piper stared down at the books in front of her. Tapping the pencil on her lip she looked at the numbers as she worked out the sum.
    “Are you going to give that boy a break?” John asked, walking into the office, taking a seat opposite her.
    “What do you mean?” She’d been dating Jesse for the past four months. No sex, only dating and the odd kiss. Her body ached for something more but she was determined to not give in.
    “I feel sorry for the boy. You’re being a right bitch to him. When are you going to give the guy a break? Four months is a long time, honey.”
    Placing the pencil on the desk, she smiled at him. “I sometimes forget what went on between us. He comes around so often it’s like he’s part of the family.”
    “Jesse’s not one of my boys. He’s staying with the Demon’s. You’ll be a Hell’s Charter princess, honey. Both clubs will look out for you. We’re all excited about this.”
    “Dad, I was going to accept his marriage proposal tonight. He’s making me dinner at his place. I’m going to accept and everything is going to be fine. Stop worrying.” She reached over to tap his hand, fondly. “I love you too, Dad.”
    “I want what is best for you. I hate Jesse for what he did to you but I can see he’s telling the truth. Boy loves you.”
    Piper smiled. “I’m starting to get it. Jesse is a hard ass who finally fell in love.”
    Over the last few months she heard a lot of women talking about Jesse Jenkins, stud muffin, being tamed by a biker princess. Every time she heard it, the news made her smile. She’d tamed a man. It was the strangest thought in the world.
    “Well, good. I’ll let the boys know what’s going on.”
    He got up to leave.
    “You do that.”
    Going back to her numbers, she wasn’t expecting the knock on the office door. Looking up she saw Jesse, his arms folded, waiting for her.
    “Hey, baby,” he said.
    Ever since he’ d gone back to wearing his leather cut and displaying all of his muscle she’d struggled to string together a coherent thought.
    “Hey yourself.”
    For Christmas both clubs had mingled at the Hell’s Charter clubhouse. She’d cooked three turkeys and put a feast on that would make any chef proud. He’d worn the silver cross she’d given to him around his neck. Jesse owned so much gold jewelry she wanted hers to stand out against all the others he owned.
    Jesse had bought her an e-reader, which she loved so much.
    “Are you ready to go home?” he asked.
    Glancing around her office she nodded, feeling nervous at being alone with him. For the last four months he’d really shown her how much he loved her. He told her every chance he got and he seemed to enjoy taking her around to his clubhouse.
    “Yeah, I’m ready.”
    Grabbing her bag she followed him out. Several of the guys shook hands with