“I suggest you get the fuck away from me before I end your poor excuse for a miserable life. You’re good enough for a fuck, Lori. Nothing else. Get out of here.”
She ran away, grabbing her bag from the pile and leaving the clubhouse. Minutes later Daisy came back, looking around the corner. “Is she gone?”
“Was that all a fucking act?” Raoul asked.
“Not all of it. My head is fucking killing me. That woman is like a leech, and I can’t get her off me.” Daisy took a seat at the bar, looking a little more human than he had a few moments ago.
“What’s with the faking?”
“I can’t stand her. She’s good to take my dick, but I don’t want her. That woman is trying to become an old lady.”
“You think she’s trying to do to you what Suz did to Crazy?”
“I’m not falling for it. I won’t let her near me.” Daisy took a sip of his coffee. “What are you doing today?”
“I’m going to head out. I’ve got to see someone.” He didn’t want to tell him that he intended to see Zoe.
“I take it you don’t need a brother to come along for the ride.”
“Not for this one.” Rubbing the back of his head, Raoul stretched, checking the time. He didn’t want to go too early. When he saw Zoe he wanted to be alone. From what Landon had told him, Stacey wasn’t the kind of girl he wanted around Zoe.
After an hour of hanging around the club, he climbed on his bike, and headed toward the apartment.
For the first time in his life, Raoul was nervous. He didn’t know what it was about Zoe, but she’d gotten under his skin and now he couldn’t just get rid of her.
Blowing out a breath, he made his way toward her building.
Zoe blew over the rim of her coffee and tried not to think about last night. When she’d finally fallen asleep, she’d had dreams of Raoul, only it wasn’t the woman he’d been with. No, in her dream, it had been her that had been in place with Raoul’s cock tunneling inside her.
She’d woken up in a sweat and filled with need that had taken her breath away.
Stacey was already gone for the day. Landon had picked her up, and Zoe and Landon both acted oblivious to the other. She didn’t want Landon to look at her. Last night had happened. She only wished he’d not witnessed her stupidity.
The card that Raoul had given her was on the counter in front of her, mocking her. She’d been having dreams about a fantasy.
Raoul wasn’t the kind of man she wanted to be with. Yet he was the first man who’d ever inspired any kind of response inside her.
Someone knocked on her front door, and she wondered if Stacey had forgotten her keys. Climbing down off the stool, she made her way toward the door, opening it with a smile that soon died on her lips.
“Hello, Zoe,” Raoul said.
“Hello, Raoul.” She simply stared at him, shocked that he was on her doorstep. “What are you doing here?”
“You should have known I’d come to you after last night.” He leaned against her doorframe, and she wasn’t even tempted to slam the door in his face.
“I left you with instructions to take lessons with the gun I’d given you. Have you done it?”
“I don’t want to learn how to shoot a gun.” Turning on her heel, she left the door open, giving him the chance to walk into her apartment. Part of her wanted him to stay outside, but she couldn’t stand in front of him while trying to talk.
The sound of the door closing along with his footsteps made it all final to her.
“You need to learn how to shoot for your own protection.”
“This isn’t the wild west. I’m not some woman in a saloon, Raoul. I don’t need to know how to use a gun to survive. I can survive all on my own and with Mace spray.” She folded her arms underneath her breasts, facing him.
The moment she stared into his eyes, she found it impossible to think.
“Why did you come to the clubhouse last night?”
“I wanted to see you.” She figured going with the truth would make him leave her alone a little faster.
“Will you stop asking that?”
“Well, I’m not going to tell you why I wanted to see you.” It was embarrassing. While she’d been thinking constantly about him, he’d been screwing every woman he could get his hands on.
“You don’t need to hide anything from me. What you saw—”
“What I saw put a lot of things into focus for me.”
“You can’t stop thinking about me.” He didn’t make it sound like a question. “I spoke to Landon,” he said, when she frowned at him.