Page 22 of Ride with Zane
“You have no idea who you're messing with.”
“Take your shit outta here. The next time you go next my woman you'll be a dead man. Same goes for the club.”
“She was enjoying it, but if you want to watch, I don’t mind. I'm not jealous.”
Motherfucker! My fist hits his jaw, making him fall on the ground. Blue and the guys show up and he and his friend run away.
I spot Ash walking toward a taxi, and I follow close.
“Are you okay?” I ask her, making her jump. She tries to open the car door, but I can see she's shaking.
“Princess, look at me, did he hurt you?”
When she faces me, tears stream down her face.
I make a step toward her, but she holds her hands up, and it’s like a fucking stab. “Don't, I'm fine.”
“Princess…”
“I'm Ashley.” She snaps before getting in the car. Leaving me watching it going away.
“Rock!” Denise's voice reaches me out.
“What now?” I ask, seeing the guys staring at me.
“Come in, it's raining.” I look up at the sky, I haven't noticed it, not that I care. I glance one last time toward the street, but the taxi is already gone.
Walking back to the club, the people keep dancing like nothing happened. I'm fucking fuming while I march toward my office skirting me back to my nightmare. The woman I care about may be in danger. I want to punch something, but I'll bedamned if I'll let it repeat over again. The door hits the wall violently. “What do we have?”
“Drew and Christopher Schlower, a.k.a Tats and Smokey,” Mac informs me.
Flatting my hands over my desk I stare at the monitor too. “Why are they here?”
“To piss you off that's sure,” says Brick.
“No, they don’t even know who I am, he dared to say I haven't idea who I was messing up with.”
“Maybe he's here for Princess,” says Blue.
Snapping my head at him I pierce him in place. “Why? Di said they just met.”
“She's Harrison’s daughter, that's why. Maybe he wants to scare or send him some sort of message.” Mac spins on the chair, facing me.
“Are you kidding me?” The sheriff's daughter? It can't be true.
“You didn't know?”
“No,” I take my jacket off the couch. “Eyes open, guys, we need to find what they want. And keep Ashley safe.” Rushing out of the office, I pull out my cell phone, dialing her.
Fuck me, she's Harrison’s daughter. He'll want my head.
Chapter Seven
Ashley
My new routine has been pretty much the same for the rest of the week. I haven't told anyone what happened to ZBE, and I've avoided Kelly too. That night has shaken me to the core. Seeing Rock so upset and the rage while punching Drew was something I hadn't seen coming. Even though I haven't picked up his calls, Rock keeps calling every day. The more I try to push him out of my head, the more my heart tightens, gripping onto his memory and the way I've felt in his arms. I'm not scared of Rock, but I was just the next on his list and he wants to make sure I won't report him. I don't have to. It's none of my business even though it was me who created the mess.
Since the competition is around the corner, I'm a hundred percent focused on it. I've doubled my hours at Icylight and the intensive sessions are helping me to fix the minor errors I was making at the beginning and the new choreography is simply superb.