Part 4 (1/2)

Letting go of the tight grip she had of my hair, her hands travelled down my neck to my chest. ”I lied the other day, the suit has nothing on your day-off look.”

Pulling in a deep breath and pus.h.i.+ng Olivia's hands away, to keep her from undoing my tie I pulled out my cellphone and put it to my ear.

Within seconds Mason answered. ”Hey brother.”

”Mason where are you? I need your help.”

”Just parked the car outside the club. What's up?”

”I have some business I need to take care of but I got a friend inside the club who is drunk off her a.s.s. I need you to take her back to my house.”

”Is she just drunk Jonah because I'm not dealing with that other s.h.i.+t?” Mason asked his tone turning hard.

”Jesus yes Mason it's not like that.”

”Just checking. Be there in two.”

”Thanks, meet me behind the club.” Ending the call I pried Olivia's hands off of my s.h.i.+rt and took her hand in mine pulling her towards the backdoor.

Joe opened the door but his eyes were locked on Olivia's body. I had a ridiculous urge to growl *mine' like a caveman and maybe poke out Joe's eyes so he couldn't look at my girl ever again.

s.h.i.+t, but she wasn't my girl, what the h.e.l.l was I doing?

Wind whipped down the alley causing her hair to tangle around her face and her eyes to water, making the blue in them glisten.

G.o.d she was beautiful.

Running my fingers under her eyes to clear the tears that had escaped I shook my head, no matter how beautiful, I was p.i.s.sed at her. ”I have to go. My friend Mason is going to take you back to my house until I can take you home.”

Hurt flashed across her face before her already redden cheeks went redder, her eyes narrowed and her lips pressed into a thin line.

”I can get myself home Jonah, I don't need your help.”

”The f.u.c.k you can. You're going with someone I know, who will take care of you until I can do it.”

”You don't get to do anything with me. You made that clear last Sat.u.r.day.”

The back door opened and slammed shut as Olivia tried to pull away.

”We have to go Jonah.” Denny said walking up with Mason.

”Mason, Denny, Olivia.” I said shrugging off my suit jacket. ”Walk her to the house Mason let the air sober her up a little.”

”I'm going home.” Olivia snapped turning and attempting to walk away.

Pulling her back into my front I leaned over her dropping my jacket around her shoulders catching the scent of her hair that sent a tingle down my spine. ”Please go with Mason,” I whispered into her ear, ”I can't do what I have to do if I'm worrying about you trying to get home. Plus, I think we need to talk.” I felt the fight leave her shoulders and saw her eyes water again.

”I don't really want to talk about it.” She whispered so low I barely heard her.

”Did you come to the club for me Olivia?” A small nod was the only answer I got, ”Then we need to talk.”

Mason offered his elbow to Olivia. Olivia looked up at me with her big bright eyes silently asking if she should take it. Despite my anger with her I couldn't help but let a little smile slip on to my lips. Nodding to her she took Masons offered elbow with shaking fingers.

I waited till Mason and Olivia exited the alley before I joined Denny in the car.

”What's going on?” I asked Denny as he pulled out of the alley.

”Tell me who the girl is first?”

”That's Olivia.”

”No s.h.i.+t,” he yelled staring at me instead of the road, ”What's going on between you two?”

”I turned her down last Sat.u.r.day.”

Slamming on the breaks and almost sending me through the front window Denny turned his whole body to look at me. ”Why the h.e.l.l did you do that?”

”This right here is why Denny. Olivia is drunk and upset I should be the one taking care of her, not Mason. But instead Mason has to because I have drug business to take care of.”

”You don't think she could handle it?”

”She shouldn't have to handle it Denny. Not her.”

Denny nodded his head looking back at the road letting the conversation drop. ”Ben was meant to meet Kay at a bar down-town, he never showed. When Ben called to see where he was a voice he didn't recognize told him to tell Vinnie to meet him at the location that would be sent to his phone or they were keeping Kay.”

”Is Kay ok?”

”Don't know. Ben said the guy said his part and hung up.”

”Guns?” I asked even though I already knew the answer.

”Guns.” Denny confirmed.

Mason told me Jonah lived with Denny, the other good-looking guy with them, in a town house five minutes away from Club Risk.

By the time we made it to the house the air had sobered me up enough that I was starting to feel sick from far too much alcohol.

Mason let us in through the back door that led right into the kitchen.

Mason must have noticed I wasn't feeling good because he locked the door and took me straight up to Jonah's bedroom, leaving me to get settled whilst he went to get me some water.

It felt strange to be in Jonah's room.

His room was huge, a king size bed with grey sheets and grey pillows sat in the middle of the room, opposite an on suite bathroom, a closet was opened on the left wall and a drawing table sat under the window on the right side.

Every surface on all four walls was covered in hand drawn sketches. Some were in color while others were black and white. One drawn above his bed was both color and black and white and for some reason I couldn't look away from it.

A boy was drawn standing in the middle of a field on one side it was bright and colorful while the other side was dark and somber.