Saving Dallas 2 Making the Cut

Saving Dallas 2 Making the Cut by Kim Jones

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Authors: Kim Jones
Tags: MC, Biker, motorcycle, Dallas, club, anarchy, reaper, luke
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I slammed did not
deserve the mistreatment I was showing them, but the frustration
seemed to subside each time I did it.
    “Babe,” Luke said, coming up behind me. “I
really need you to keep your attitude in check today. Don’t
embarrass me in front of my club.” Luke’s voice was gentle, but his
eyes let me know that he was serious. My heart seemed to stop at
the thought of him being embarrassed by me.
    “I would never embarrass you,” I said, my
voice shaky and barely audible. How could he ever think that?
    “I meant, by defying me, darlin’. Refusing to
do as I ask. I can’t stress to you how much I need you to not ask
any questions and just do as you’re told. A lot of women will be
there today. All of them will respect you and look to you for
guidance. You are with me and that says a lot.” I nodded my head in
agreement. My heart was still bruised, but I would prove to Luke
that I was here for him, and that I could do this.
    “Go get dressed. I need to make some calls.”
Luke bent his head and his lips hesitated right above mine. I
pursed my lips and stretched, closing the few inches that were
between us. The kiss was chaste and soft, but any kiss from Luke
left me swaying. It took me a minute, but I got my shit together
and sucked in a deep breath. “This is what you want,” I chanted to
myself. I knew that not all parts of the club life would be
enjoyable, but I didn’t think I would be faced with them this soon.
I was nervous that this would be too much for me to handle.
    My cell phone rang and I dashed to the
bedroom to get it and found the screen flashing “Red Calling.”
    “Hello,” I said breathlessly into the phone.
Damn, I was out of shape.
    “You fucking?” Red asked, and I couldn’t help
but smile at her crass statement.
    “Red, I’m freaking a little.” What the fuck?
Really, Dallas? My diarrhea of the mouth was making me look like a
real pansy. Oddly, she knew what I was talking about without me
having to tell her.
    “Don’t freak. I know what you’re thinking and
don’t. Those bitches are actually kinda cool and I promise none of
them will fuck with Luke.”
    I shook my head at her weird ability to know
what I was talking about. “How can I be nice to people like that? I
mean, don’t they have any self-worth?” I asked, not sure why I was
being such a bitch, but I had to know.
    “These girls are here to keep the club happy.
Don’t degrade them or put them down in any way just because they
don’t live up to your standards,” Red said, clearly pissed off.
    “Red I-“
    “No, I know what you mean. Some of these
girls were not handed a life on a silver platter like you were.
They have dads that they’ve never met and moms they visit every
other weekend through a glass box, or visit on a street corner.
They have found that they can use their bodies to make a life much
better than the one they were given, so before you start judging
people from your high fucking pedestal, maybe you should take a
walk in their shoes.” Red was super pissed. I tried to tell myself
that I didn’t really mean it like that, but I did.
    I came from a privileged back ground, and
often wondered why people were the way they were. My assumptions
were that everyone had the same opportunities as I had growing up,
but Red had a way of bringing you back down to size.
    “And when we get there, these women are going
to practically worship you, because to them, you are
some-fucking-body. I don’t give a shit if you have a property patch
on or not, these women will respect you because you are with LLC.
So, when we get there, you better have your shit in check, because
if not, I will gladly take an ass chewing from the guys for beating
your ass.” I tried to respond in time to tell her I was sorry, but
she had already disconnected.
    “Shit! Shit, shit, shit, shit!” I
shout-whispered. Now, I had Luke scared that I would embarrass him,
and Red thinking I was a stuck up bitch. This day was gonna

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