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  Holly was up in a second and took the opportunity to punch me in the stomach. While Aaron was holding me back.

  “Enough!” Cage roared. But shit had just started. I was out of Aaron’s arms within seconds, and my hand landed on a knife.

  “Oh you’ve got to be shitting me!” Cage hissed. The fact he was protecting her pissed me off more, and to be honest that was the strong reason I went to throw it. But Aaron gripped my arm taking the knife from my hands.

  But I was quick to grab a plate with my left hand and threw it in her direction. Only to hit Cage on the back. Causing him to curse. Well the bastard shouldn’t be protecting her.

  Holly picked up a mug and threw it at my head, but I dodged it. Grabbing another plate, this time with my right hand.

  “Enough!” Aaron roared again.

  But fuck if I was stopping while she was touching Cage.

  I grabbed the kettle which had just been boiled and went to throw the hot water all over her fucking doll like face when Aaron stepped in the way.

  “Autumn Indigo Watson. Fucking put it down.” Aaron used his president voice on me. The voice that could control men.

  “Yeah listen to your boyfriend.” She sneered and Aaron grabbed the kettle from me, before I had a chance to empty its contents on her.

  Cage had Holly’s arms locked behind her. And she was exhaling and inhaling sharply while glaring at me.

  Aaron put the kettle down. “You two behave like that again and I’ll fucking do more then yell at you!” he roared between the two of us. “You two are meant to set a fucking example!”

  “Why?” We both said at the same time.

  “Because ya a presidents daughter,” he said to me, and then looked at Holly. “And if you want to stay my woman, you’ll set a fucking good example. Not throwing frying pans.”

  I knew I shouldn’t. I knew I should keep my mouth shut.

  “Aaron.” I said he turned, “Don’t lie to her. She will never be president’s wife material.” And just like that I hurt Holly more then any physical punch could. I watched the tears swell in her eyes, and she pried herself away from Cage’s grip and took off.

  “Thanks for that.” Aaron glared at me before taking off after her.

  I limped to the kitchen island, grabbing Aaron’s pack of smokes and lighting one up.

  “You can be a cold-hearted bitch can’t you.” Cage spoke to my back. “You said she will never be president wife material...” His words lingered. “Hate to break it to you Autumn but all you are is a spoiled president’s daughter. You’ll never be president wife material either.”

  I heard the kitchen door close shortly after that. And so I was left standing here, well leaning against the kitchen island, thinking, he was right. I would never be a president's old lady.

  But Holly needed a rude awakening. If she thought I was competition, wait till she meets the real competition.

  * * *

  I was dressing the burn on my leg in my bedroom when Aaron walked in. I gave him a look before he closed the door.

  “Autumn.”

  “Aaron.” I said coldly.

  “I can’t do this.”

  I frowned. “Do what?”

  “Let Cage think we are together.” He looked down at the ground before looking back at me.

  “I can’t lose her. She means too much to me.”

  “For the record I never asked you to pretend to be with me. You did that all on your own.” I stood up. “As for Holly, how much damage did I do?”

  “A lot. Got her staying at a motel. But shit isn’t easy with her. She’s got her own issues and she was holding back because of me. Doesn’t see the point of holding back now.”

  I shook my head not keeping up. “What motel?”

  “She’s downstairs I’m about to drive her there.”

  “How about you give me five minutes with her?”

  “Like fuck!”

  “Aaron.” I put my hands on his shoulders. “Just trust me.” And he was going to have to. Because I was going to have a conversation with Holy Holly who had stolen his heart.

  * * *

  Holly was waiting at the bar for Aaron I was assuming. I walked to her side, seeing her hand on her head.

  “My father always said I had a hard head.”

  She turned, shot me a glare then went back to staring at her drink.

  I pulled a stool out next to her, and she looked at me like I was crazy. Slightly moving away from me.

  “I’m not in the mood for round two,” she said dryly, sounding as depressed as I was.

  I put my hand up for the prospect getting him to pour me a drink.

  I doubted Holly wanted to know it. But she was about to learn how Aaron Crow and I met, and why we are so loyal to each other, and it had nothing to do with attraction but it had to do with love. But I wasn’t in love with him nor was he with me. We just had a strong connection.

  And I was about to let Holly in on why and I hoped that it fixed some of the damage I had done.

  CAGE

  What the fuck? I couldn’t help but think. As I stared at the two giggling,

  I thought it again. What the actual fuck?

  I gripped Aaron’s shoulder when he walked in, pointing to Holly and Autumn. “You see that. They’ve been sitting there for the last hour laughing and getting on.”

  Aaron smirked. “Yeah Autumn always knew how to fix things that were broken.”

  “How the hell you are getting both your women to get on?” I looked at him, hiding my jealousy and rage about one of those women being Autumn.

  “Autumn and I are friends’ man,” Aaron said with a smirk. Letting me to believe they were more then friends. “Nah not like that man, stop looking at me expecting me to say I’ve been fucking her. Cause I haven’t. Her and I have been friends since her father died.”

  “As if.”

  “I was sixteen. Met her at the club funeral for her dad,” Aaron explained. “I was drunk, you know a normal sixteen-year-old prospect kid.” Aaron sat down at the table, running his hand through his hair. “The cemetery is near a train track. You know that?”

  I shook my head.

  “Anyway, I wandered off to spew my guts away from the burial. Only to find this nine-year-old kid laying on the tracks.”

  My eyes widened.

  “Autumn always knew how to get my heart racing. Never been so panicked. Took me ten minutes to get her off the track. No trains were coming. But she wanted to be with her dad.” He sighed. “I don’t want you to think I saved her life because if we are to be honest, she has saved mine more then I hers. But from that moment. I bonded with her. Never wanted her hurt.” He looked at me. “And I’d put myself in the way of anyone that would hurt her.”

  “You thought I’d hurt her?” Now I was catching on.

  He nodded his head. “Hawk flagged it with me. He knew I’d drop anything for Autumn. So I did but as a result my relationship with Holly got dropped.”

  “Autumn wouldn’t have expected you to do that.” I knew her. I knew that she wouldn’t want Aaron hurting his life, just to help her. “Plus, I’m not going to hurt her.”

  “Damn straight you are going to.” He said, and I frowned. “You’ll break her heart but there ain’t shit I can do about it. Saw it in her eyes. She loves you, and when Autumn loves she has the passion of a storm. She doesn’t let go till….” And we both knew where he was heading with this.

  “Till she’s forced to,” I said finishing his sentence and took a seat next to him. “Why didn’t ya just tell me you two weren’t a couple? Would have saved me a lot of glaring at you.”

  He smirked. “Yeah well, she’s battling that demon still the same one shes been battling since she was nine.” He looked at me. “You know she has depression?”

  “Yeah.” I didn’t go into details about how I knew.

  “She loves hard Cage. And I can tell you now,” he stood up, “she won’t stop loving you till you fuck her over. And that’s the moth
er fucking truth. If you don’t want that. You need to walk away. It ain’t got shit to do with me or Hawk. It’s your choice.”

  With those words he walked off towards the girls. Watched him place his hands on Holly’s shoulders and she smiled at him. Looks like all was forgiven.

  Autumn excused herself and I saw her disappear up the hall.

  Fate. Fate had brought me to this moment. All week I thought I lost her. But now she was in my grasp to claim her back, and I was sitting still on a chair, debating if I’d be any good for her.

  Truth was, I didn’t know if I’d be the one that would result in costing her life or not. Deep down I knew I wasn’t good for her. But I knew that she had weaved her way into my soul. So, I threw the shot back and got up- heading in the direction of her room.

  Chapter Thirty One

  CAGE

  Why the fuck did I ever doubt her? I brought my fist to her door. Waiting a few moments, as I heard movement. Then the door opened. I could ask her if I could come in. I could tell her how extremely sorry I was. I could beg her to forgive me. But I didn’t do any of that.

  Instead, my hands cupped her cheeks, surprise spread across her eyes. And then I planted a kiss on her lips. I planned on kissing her once. But that plan went out the window when I got a taste of her sweet lips.

  I groaned, as my hands cupped her face. She didn’t pull away or slap me. So I took that as a sign. I walked her backwards into her room. Kicking the door shut behind me.

  I ran my tongue across her bottom lip, and she opened her mouth, sending delight though me. She wasn’t pushing me away. My hands traveled down her neck, across her collarbone, down her arms and then I gripped her by the ass, lifting her up and walking to the bed.

  I waited till the bed hit my legs, and I sat down, placing her on me, straddling me. She didn’t fight me, and her lips didn’t leave mine for a moment.

  I hungrily kissed her. I knew then that in order for my soul to stay intact, I needed her.

  While I was kissing her, all the club problems disappeared. Everything that seemed important before I walked in this room, disappeared. I felt safe. I felt whole. And most of all, I felt like I could die a happy man with her kissing me like this.

  It wasn’t rushed or demanding. It was something I never did— soft, gentle, and passionate.

  I had never made love to a woman, but if I was going to make love to a woman I’d be kissing her just like this.

  Her hands landed on my shoulders, and she pushed me backwards, her hands running over my body, and nipped my neck. Before her emerald vivid eyes locked with mine.

  “You’ll be the death of me Cage Hurley,” she whispered, and I didn’t know it. Perhaps if I had known there was a chance that sentence would come true, then maybe I would have left that room, left her, instead I kissed her with one thought going through my head; I’d kill for her. I’d die for her and one day I’d lock her down as mine and mine alone.

  Chapter Thirty Two

  CAGE

  The faint smell of daisies and strawberries had my eyes opening. She was asleep on my arm. I tucked her blonde hair behind her ear. Can’t remember ever sleeping in the same bed as a woman, when I hadn’t fucked them the night before.

  I kissed her forehead, only to cause her to stir on my arm. Her eyes fluttering open, and those vivid emerald eyes, I was fucking reminded how captivating Autumn was.

  “You busy today?” My hand was still on the side of her head.

  She slowly shook her head.

  “Good. I’ve got somewhere I want to take you.” I kissed her forehead before getting up.

  “Where are you going?” she said, as I picked up my shirt from the floor.

  “Got an errand to do for the club before I can take you out.”

  She groaned. “Why did you even ask if I was busy when you are?”

  I grinned, giving her a wink. “Shower and get dressed. I’ll be an hour.”

  * * *

  “Yo Wild.” I banged on his office door. He was the Secretary and Treasurer of the club and I was about to make a cash withdrawal.

  I pushed open his door, he was sitting there behind his chair, glasses on doing book work.

  “What do you want Cage?” he asked looking up. “If it is about this week’s pay, they’re in the safe.”

  “Nah I need a withdrawal.”

  He arched his eyebrows at me. “Thought you didn’t want or need that money?” He quote my exact words that I had used.

  “Changed my mind.” When you do time in prison the club pays you a large figure when you get out. I hadn’t touched mine. Didn’t need it. Was still earning weekly, so everything was covered. But now I knew what I wanted to spend it on. So I wanted the cash.

  Wild pushed the chair back and went to one of the seven safes. “How much you want?”

  “All of it.”

  He gave me a bewildered look. “What you buying?”

  I grinned. He would find out all in good time and when he did, so would the rest of the club and they would all know, that when it came to Autumn— I took care of her now.

  Autumn

  Okay. I hated secrets or surprises. When Cage told me to meet him here, I at the very least expected him to be here. But he wasn’t. So I stood out the front of the car dealership. The rain started to come down, and I checked my phone again, making sure it was here I was meant to meet him- and it was.

  So with the rain getting heavier I headed inside. I swear these cars could blind someone. They were that shiny.

  “Can I help you?” The saleswoman approached me.

  “No.” I didn’t know what else to say. There was no chance in hell I could afford a car like this. Or like any of these. “Um just looking.” I added, when she was standing there frowning. I heard her mutter ‘great another time-waster’ as she walked off. I wondered why Cage would want me to meet him here. Maybe he was buying a car? Then again, he lived for old cars. I knew that much about him. If he couldn’t work on it, it was useless to him and his interest in it would disappear.

  I heard the door open, and my eyes took in Cage Hurley. There were two things about him that I knew for certain, one the man always wore club colors two, he’d die in those club colors. And right now, that was being questioned because he wasn’t wearing club colors.

  I watched as the salesman pulled down her top, showing her cleavage. I saw her look at Cage, like he was a piece of meat, and she was a meat eater that hadn’t eaten in years.

  I crossed my arms, watching her approach him.

  “Cage Hurley.” He shook her hand.

  “Nice to meet you Cage, I’m Melissa, are you purchasing a car today?”

  “I called earlier.” He looked at her, and then it clicked on her face. And the grin on her face, oh my god- you would think he gave her an orgasm.

  “Oh yes you secured a Mercedes-AMG SL 63? Correct?” She riddled off the details of the car.

  He nodded his head.

  “But you weren’t certain on which color? We have blue, black, white and cream in stock at our warehouse.”

  Cage’s eyes scanned the showroom floor and landed on me. “My girlfriend would be the one to ask about that.” He waved for me to come over, and I was frozen. One. Why would I be picking a color for a $300k car. Two, his girlfriend? What the fuck?

  We had not had that conversation!

  I walked to him numb. Which caused him to smirk, as he placed an arm around my waist.

  “So darling, what color would you like? If you want to wait, we can get a custom colour. Isn’t that right Melissa?” he said, with that smooth velvet voice.

  Melissa looked gutted and nodded her head forcing a smile. “Anything for a customer like yourself Cage.”

  His mouth went to my ear. “So what will it be?”

  The color I couldn’t care about. But what this meant, scared the hell out of me. Cage buying me a car, let alone one as expensive as this, well it said something. It said, and as I looked at him, I was hoping I wasn’t right
- but I saw it in his eyes. He was taking the first step to claiming me as his.

  Fucking hell, what have I gotten myself into.

  * * *

  I was standing in the lot, watching the car being taken off the back of the truck. Holly stepped to my side.

  “Now that’s a car.” She said, and I nodded my head looking at the cream car that would cost more than whatever I will make.

  I snuck a glance at her, and she was looking directly at me. “Cage buy it for you?”

  I nodded my head.

  “Geez you aren’t saying much,” she said, and I gave her a dry expression.

  “Cage bought me a car.” I said each word clearly and she giggled.

  “God someone’s freaking out.” She nudged my shoulder. Holly and I had patched things up, and I actually think, her and I could be good friends.

  “Cage isn’t one to go backwards in coming forward, if you get what I mean?”

  “I don’t think a trained psychiatrist would get what you mean,” I muttered.

  The car was unloaded, and I had to go sign for it. God Cage and I hadn’t even had a conversation about being in a relationship, and then he goes and does this! My hand was shaking as I signed for that car, because in some ways I felt like I was signing a marriage certificate.

  Just as the truck driver pulled out of the lot. Two black sedans pulled in.

  “Better get Aaron,” I said to Holly. She nodded her head before throwing her cigarette to the ground and stepping on it. I looked back at the two sedans. Clearly cops.

  Then one got out, then two. And what had to be detectives, walked towards me.

  They flashed their badges. “We’re looking for an Autumn Indigo Watson.” The lady detective said my name.

  “Don’t know her,” I said, crossing my arms.