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  Letting out a sigh he turned to face me, "If you still feel like this when you're sober then we can talk about it like adults but I'm not touching you when you're pissed."

  In my confused drunken state all I could hear was I'm not touching you and his rejection hurt, I found myself getting emotional and now I really didn't want to be here.

  Woods crouched in front of me as he had obviously seen my change in demeanour, "There's nothing I want more than to bend you over the bonnet of this van and take you deep until you scream out my name but I'm not an arsehole Chloe, I won't take advantage of you."

  I couldn't look in his direction, I was slowly sobering and felt like a fool by making a move on him.

  Woods took my hands and pulled me to my feet, "Don't over analyse this in your drunken state, sleep on it and we'll talk about it later."

  Woods leant closer and kissed me gently on the forehead before directing me towards the van. He placed his hands around my waist and I slapped them away, "I'm not an invalid I can do it myself." Woods folded his arms and watched as I tirelessly persisted in getting into the vehicle unaided.

  "Chloe just let me help you babe."

  "Nope I'm doing it, see I'm nearly there."

  I let out a high pitch scream as he came behind me and grabbed my waist, my resistance and thrashing around resulted in his body being pushed up close against mine.

  "It's so much easier when we work together." He whispered in my ear sending a shiver down my body until it hit my sweet spot.

  I stopped resisting when I felt his arousal pressed against my arse and instantly pushed back to hear Woods let out a growl before moving away.

  I quickly turned to see him step back and run his hands over his head clearly looking pained. "I can't fucking do this!" He paced by the side of the van before turning his attention back to me, "Chloe just try and get in the fucking van." My eyes widened at his harsh tone watching him place his hands on his hips as he assessed me, "Please."

  I turned towards my goal, it took me a few attempts but I finally managed to get onto the seat. Woods smiled and closed the door behind me before walking around to enter the van and dutifully leaned over to fasten my seatbelt again. He looked as if he was about to say something but shook his head stopping himself. He started the engine as I turned to look out of the window, it was going to be a long journey home.

  Chapter 5

  Chloe

  Oh my head hurts! I stood under the spray of the warm water, letting it cascade over my body as I tried to feel human. I was never drinking on a work day again that was for sure, and how I was currently feeling, I would never be drinking again.

  Once I was dressed, I gingerly made my way down stairs to make myself a cup of tea and take some tablets for the banging inside my head, when I noticed my dad's mobile on the kitchen worktop.

  My heart raced as I glanced around the open plan living space looking to see if anyone was up yet, I needed to get Woods' number from my dad's phone, I didn't have it and couldn't possibly ask anyone from the club as they'd ask too many questions.

  I was hoping to make contact with him today but at this stage, I didn't know what I was going to say. I thought that I at least owed him an apology because of my behaviour and hoped that he had seen the funny side.

  I scrolled quickly through the names and grabbed for my mobile to quickly input the eleven digit number.

  "Morning sweetheart."

  Shit! I fumbled around with the phone and quickly held it behind my back trying to act inconspicuous.

  "How you feeling this morning?" My mum asked as she strolled into the kitchen looking as fresh as a daisy.

  I carefully placed my dad's mobile on the worktop behind me as I kept her talking, hoping that she hadn't seen me using it. "I feel like shit but I have work this morning."

  Mum sniggered, "It's about knowing your limits Chloe."

  "Ain't that the truth."

  She furrowed her brows and glanced in my direction, "How did you get home last night?"

  "I...erm...Woods gave me a lift." I answered quietly, hoping that she didn't read anything into my response. She nodded her head and I felt like I needed to explain further, "Duke said that someone needed to take me home."

  "You don't need to explain, I'm just pleased that he was so thoughtful and got you home safely. I'll have to call him later to thank him."

  "I'm sure there's really no need." I blurted as I grabbed my jacket and handbag from the kitchen table.

  She looked at me questioningly, "Why don't you want me to call him? What's gone on?"

  I let out a sigh, "Nothing, it's just that I'm not twelve. I'm sure I can thank him rather than my mum." I stomped out of the house hoping that I had said enough for her to change her mind in calling him.

  I arrived at the salon twenty minutes later feeling a little better as the tablets had taken hold and the caffeine had made its way around my system.

  "Good morning Chloe, oh you look how I feel." Taylor stated as I walked through the door removing my sunglasses that I'd worn to hide the black circles around my eyes.

  "Why did we go out on a work night?" I asked, joining Chanel and Taylor on the sofas in the foyer.

  "You youngsters should be able to handle it," Taylor stated lifting her mug to take a swig of her tea.

  Chanel pouted, "Well I'm okay this morning because I wasn't allowed to drink, remember?"

  Her comment amused me which made me chuckle but I instantly regretted it as the banging in my head was back in full force.

  "Do you want a tea Chloe?" Chanel asked as she stood.

  "Yes please." I stretched my legs and placed them on the stool in front of me as I leaned back getting a little more comfortable. We had twenty minutes before the first customers were due to arrive, which was just enough time to try to wake up properly.

  "Did you sort everything out with your sister in the end?"

  I rolled my eyes, "Paige and I will never sort things out completely. When a person thinks that it's okay to impersonate another and then shag their boyfriend, I would say that's very close to not ever being forgiven."

  "Oh I'm so sorry Chloe," Taylor placed her hand gently on mine and held it. "How long had you been seeing him?"

  "It wasn't serious, only a couple of months but to be honest I'm not too concerned about Stephen, it's Paige's actions that I'm struggling with." I stopped talking as Chanel placed my mug on the coffee table in front of us, "Thanks Chanel."

  She smiled, "You look like you need cheering up. Taylor and I are having a girly night in which includes pizza and a slushy film. Do you wanna join us?" she asked hopeful.

  "What's happening about the girls at the Bird Cage this evening then?"

  "Duke agreed to give me the night off so that I can get everything ready for the celebrations tomorrow."

  I nodded my head understanding that Taylor would have a lot going on, as she was responsible for making my mum, Paige and I all look radiant for the renewing of my parents wedding vows at the clubhouse tomorrow.

  "Thanks for the invite but I really need to catch up on some sleep." I grabbed for my mug and took a sip, appreciating the feeling of the warm liquid sooth my insides. I didn't really want to make plans for this evening, on the off chance that I had made contact with Woods by then.

  The morning dragged which wasn't helped by the fact that I was clock watching, willing the time to go faster so that I could make contact with Woods at lunchtime. My heart raced at the thought because this was unknown territory, in fact this was forbidden territory but it was something that I felt strongly about. I needed to tell him of my feelings, although he probably guessed by my suggestive comments last night. I let out a groan at the thought of what I had actually said to him, I was so embarrassed and hoped that he saw the funny side.

  I had crushed on Woods for the past three years and had watched from afar, I had kept my distance not able to let him know of my true feelings because of my age and knowing what the repercussion would be if anythi
ng happened between us. I knew there was a chance that he may not feel the same way as I did about him, and I was well aware that the club wouldn't approve, especially my dad but I wouldn't get a better opportunity than this.

  Even though I was drunk last night I felt the connection on the dance floor and remembered the words he whispered to me, but he had also pulled away and had become frustrated. I was nervous, there was a lot riding on my next move and I couldn't blow it.

  I decided to text him rather than call so that he couldn't hear my embarrassment or sense my nervousness. I quickly typed a text, making sure that I stuck to safe territory to test the water.

  I just wanted to say thank you for getting me home safely last night. Chloe x

  I didn't know what he was doing today or expect a reply so quickly.

  Not a problem. How's your head?

  His response was short and to the point, okay, maybe I'd have to take this a little slower than planned. What would Paige do in a situation like this? I sniggered knowing what she would've done and she wouldn't have come home last night without getting laid.

  All good considering how much I had to drink but I'm sober now!

  Hopefully this would reel him in a little and get Woods to open up about what he said last night.

  And?

  He took the bait that was a good sign. I needed to go for it, I needed to take the plunge and set the wheels in motion but my fingers were shaking as the adrenaline pumped around my body. I sniggered as I finally typed my response and hoped that he would see the funny side also.

  I'm ready to talk about it like adults.

  I threw his words back at him because I wanted to let him know that I was interested but not come over too strong. I was secretly hoping that he may want to meet up so that we could discuss what went on last night between us but had prepared myself for rejection.

  I did wonder if you'd contact me today.

  Why wouldn't I?

  Why would he wonder if I'd contact him or not? He'd implied so many things last night, I was generally an inquisitive person and needed to know exactly what he meant by what he'd said.

  Drink frazzles the brain! People say all kinds of things when they're intoxicated that they wouldn't usually say or mean.

  I meant everything I said.

  My heart raced this was it, he would now know how I felt and could then make up his own mind whether he wanted to see me or not, at least I would find out one way or the other.

  Everything?

  Everything! Can I see you?

  The reply didn't come, had I been too pushy? I sat on the sofa holding my phone willing for him to respond. My lunchtime was nearly over and I could feel the disappointment in the pit of my stomach. I had been on a rollercoaster journey over the past two days and my emotions were wrecked. I stood about to place my mobile into my back pocket when it pinged indicating that I had received a text. I felt the urge to ignore it, he'd taken so long to respond that I was now worried that it would be bad news. Taking a deep breath, I plucked up the courage to have a quick glance.

  Mine, tonight at 7

  Woods

  What the fuck was I doing? I must have a fucking death wish, if I were caught with Chloe it may cost me my patch and even my life if her dad had anything to do with it. At least if she was caught here we could say that she was visiting Lauren, they weren't close but it would be a good cover story as they saw each other from time to time as they were similar in age.

  Lauren had now lived with me for three years and during that time, I had never brought a women home. I'd only had a handful of casual relationships during that time as Lauren was my sole focus but they were used to take the edge off things. I didn't want Lauren subjected to my lifestyle and tried to shield her as much as possible and that included casual relationships.

  Her life with our parents was privileged, she went to the best school and was able to have whatever whenever. You would've thought that such an upbringing would've made her spoilt but that couldn't be much further from the truth.

  Lauren was a kind, loyal and educated young lady, and knew what the word family meant. She moved in with me aged fourteen when our parents were killed in a car accident, monies owed were put into a trust fund for her that she could access when she turned eighteen and she also received an allowance each month, and didn't want for anything including love, which I made sure of.

  Lauren was a very private person, preferring to spend time alone reading rather than socialising, which made her an easy person to live with. She was currently studying for her A-levels with hopes of becoming a Chartered Accountant, she was a bright girl and I knew that she would be able to fulfil her dreams because I'd make fucking sure of it.

  Lauren was away this weekend on a school field trip and wasn't due back until Sunday evening, this was the first time in three years that we'd been apart and although I was grateful of the break and freedom to bring a lady home, I was concerned about her safety as no one could look after her like I could.

  I glanced at my watch, I didn't even know what I planned to do with Chloe once she arrived. I sniggered at the thought, I did know what I wanted to do but I didn't want to rush her, we needed to see what this thing was between us before we pursued it any further because of the repercussions. This was all so new and I was in unchartered waters, I actually liked Chloe and enjoyed spending time with her but I didn't want to jeopardise the relationship we’d already built.

  Chloe and I had steadily built a friendship over the past year, she was reserved in comparison to her twin and although identical, Paige's actions actually made her an ugly person, which gave Chloe time to shine. She was not only gorgeous with tanned skin, long dark brown hair and a body that most women would kill for, but she was also kind, considerate and saw the best in everyone which were endearing qualities to have. I was initially drawn to her because of these qualities but had observed her from afar like a forbidden fruit in the Garden of Eden.

  We had openly flirted at family parties, I was even suggestive at times but this had given us time to get to know each other on a more personal level and I felt a connection between us.

  However, it wasn't until her eighteenth birthday when I'm sure she became aware of my true feelings.

  I had been shopping the week before and had seen a beautiful necklace in the jewellers on Epping high street, knowing that her birthday was in August I knew that Peridot was her birthstone and that it would look beautiful upon her tanned skin, so I purchased it.

  The nervousness I had on the day of her birthday was unlike anything that I'd experienced before and I carried the necklace around in my pocket all night until I got the opportunity to give it to her.

  I noticed that Chloe had gone outside to get some fresh air and sat on the furthest bench away from the clubhouse as to not be disturbed but I knew that this was the only opportunity that I'd have that evening to give her the gift.

  I remembered her eyes widening and a blush creep over her skin as she watched me casually approach. Chloe instinctively patted down her hair and straightened her clothes nervously but what she didn't realise was that she had such a natural beauty that she'd look gorgeous whatever.

  I sat beside her and purposely brushed my knee against hers, sitting close so that I could feel her and instantly saw how her body reacted to my touch. Taking the box casually from my cut I placed it into her palm and watched her eyes sparkle with excitement as a smile crept across her face. She hesitantly opened the box and her facial expression warmed my insides when I saw her delight at seeing the necklace for the first time, reassuring me of my decision to purchase such an extravagant present.

  "How did you know the meaning of Peridot?"

  I remember the words that fell from her lips as she rubbed her finger over the pendant before turning to hug me, pressing her tits firmly against my chest. I allowed her to wrap me into her embrace and enjoyed the brief encounter but I needed space, I wanted her but couldn't let her know how deep my desire was to have her a
t that time. I smiled briefly and pulled away, remembering the confused expression on her face before I turned and walked away, adjusting my cock in the process.

  I didn't want to raise awareness of my feelings for Chloe so I tried to keep my distance from the clubhouse and Hound's house where possible, but frequently asked Tyler how the family were doing in general. I knew that she had a job at the salon that Taylor owned and by all accounts, she was doing well, not that I doubted her capabilities. Chloe was a bright young lady and could've turned her hand to most things but had decided that her love was in the hair and beauty industry.

  With Chloe being the daughter of a club member and only seventeen at the time I found my attraction to her, I tried to push my feelings aside but the magnetic force between us was and still is too strong.

  I knew she liked me, I always had and it would've been too easy to have acted on impulse and do something about it but I knew I had to play the waiting game, the only downside was that I didn't know how long we may have to possibly wait.

  Even now we were playing with fire but I wanted to test the water to see if there was something special between us, I knew it would be electric if we finally did come together physically but it would be nice to come to a decision before outside factors got involved.

  She was special, one in a million but I only hoped I had enough time to explore the possibilities to see if she was the one.

  Chloe's earlier text could've knocked me down with a feather. I hadn't expected her to make contact today, in fact I hadn't expected her to make contact at all as I knew she would've been embarrassed regarding her behaviour last night. She didn't usually drink excessively but it was amusing to see her let down her guard and speak openly for a change. She had a filthy mouth when she was drunk, I only hoped it was just as dirty when she was sober.

  I was pulled from my thoughts by a light knock on the door, taking a deep breath I checked my reflection in the mirror one last time before opening it.