The Bad Boys' Reluctant Woman (3 page)

“You want us, Zoe,” he said. Connor
had plenty of other names for her, but for now, he’d use her name.

“No, I don’t.”

He reached out and pressed a thumb
against her nipple. She gasped. Connor waited for her to push him away. Nothing
happened. Her lips grew wet when she licked them. She stared at him.

Jake and Brent were waiting for him
in case he made a mistake. They said not to push Zoe into running away. Connor
didn’t see any other alternative than to push Zoe into realising that no matter
what she said or did, they were not going anywhere.

“I bet if I touch your pussy, you’ll
be soaking wet.”

“You need to take your kiss and let
me get back to my shift.”

“Fine.”
Connor leaned down and pecked her
on the cheek. “Have a good shift.” He turned and walked away. His cock was like
stone in his pants. He’d gotten what he wanted, the hurt look in her eyes along
with the disappointment. Zoe could pretend all she wanted that she didn’t want
them, but he knew differently.

Her whole body was primed and ready
for them.

Jake and Brent followed him back
into The Dugout. None of them said a word. Vicki brought them over a drink then
went back to the bar.

Zoe walked behind the bar. He noted
across the distance that her hands were shaking.

“What was that?” Jake asked.

“We’ve tried it both of your ways.
We’ve tried giving her what she wants, space which was your idea, Jake. Then we
went for the whole jealousy routine with you, Brent. Now, we do this my way.”

He took a swallow of beer and kept
his gaze on Zoe at all times. A couple of men reached out to touch her. The
hold he had on the beer tightened, Connor was prepared to take the man out, but
then Zoe slapped the hand away.

Good girl.

“What exactly is your way?” Jake
asked.

“Full on
seduction.
She
goes nowhere without one of us present.”

“That was my suggestion,” Jake said.

“No, your suggestion was to pester
her with company. I suggest we go after what we want.
Zoe,
naked, with all of us in the room.
I say we stop hiding behind kind
smiles or sweet words. Let’s show her what it really means to take on a Law
Castle bad boy.” Connor took a generous gulp of alcohol.

The name of the group, The Law
Castle Bad Boys, had become like a tourist attraction to women looking to have
a good time. It was not a bikers club or anything. Rather, it was a bunch of
men who loved to have a good time and get laid.

Noah and Drew were together with
Cheryl and were still part of the Bad Boys. He’d found a family with the whole
group of members. Jake and Brent were his family.

Several women approached the table
to try to get them to dance. Each of them shot them down. There had been a time
when Connor would take them home and try to sate the appetite within him.
Everything he did
refused
to work. When he was with a
woman with Jake and Brent, his needs were satisfied with watching their woman
come apart from the pleasure. When it was just him, he needed to tie them up
and to have total control.

He shook his head to try to clear
the hazy thoughts. Connor had never let go with any woman. He was the one in
control and giving out the orders. That was the way he liked it, and that was
the way it was going to stay.

Chapter Three

Zoe stayed behind later to help
Vicki with the cleaning up. They usually made their way into work early, but
just recently both had spent a great deal of time after work doing it instead.

“I will never forget how messy bars
can be,” Zoe said.

“Have you worked in many bars?”
Vicki asked.

“No, this is my first one.”

The sound of the brush falling to
the floor caught Zoe up short. Vicki was staring at her in shock. “What’s the
matter?”

“You’re talking about yourself. I
never expected you to answer.”

Zoe let out a sigh. The more she
tried to close people out, the more it was starting to hurt. “I don’t do this
because I dislike you, Vicki. I’ve never talked about myself before. No one has
ever cared.”

She stared at the younger woman and
noticed her rubbing her tummy. “Are you all right?” she asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Why has no one cared
about you? I saw Jake, Brent, and Connor follow you out when you had your
break. They care about you.”

“No, they want to fuck me.”

“What’s the problem with that?
Fucking can be fun.”

“Because I don’t
intend to stay here forever.
I’ll be moving on soon, and fucking brings with it too many
complications.”

“You’re moving on?”

“I never intended to stay here.” Zoe
picked up several loose bottles and a pair of panties. “This is disgusting. To
think some woman was being fucked with all those people in the bar gives me the
creeps.”

“This is the one place they’ll get
it on. Do you ever think a married man would leave his wife?” Vicki asked.

“Excuse me? Vicki, what’s going on?”

“Nothing, forget I mentioned it.”

Vicki moved away, giving Zoe no time
to argue with her. If Vicki was involved with a married man, well, all that was
going to do was lead to way too much trouble.

She wouldn’t worry about it.

You’re moving on. You don’t care about anyone or anything.

“I’m moving on.”

Zoe finished sweeping the floors as
Vicki restocked the beer.

Together they were out of The Dugout
by three in the morning. They both worked late as the jobs were scarce and the
one place doing well was The Dugout.

Vicki went to her car as Zoe began
the walk to her place. She’d pawned her own car when she’d made it into Law
Castle. It made her laugh how many times she moved. She was looking for a place
to settle her roots, and instead, she spent most of her time trying to sever
those roots.

Her mind drifted to Jake, Brent, and
Connor.
Three men who would undoubtedly be a handful.
She thought about the kiss each of them had given her. Jake was demanding while
Brent was sweet, and Connor, well, Connor was downright disappointing. She knew
he’d kiss really well, and he’d left her hanging. A peck on the cheek and he’d
turned away as if it meant nothing to him. She didn’t know what hurt more, the
fact he’d left her hanging or the fact she’d wanted to call him back.

“You shouldn’t be walking home alone
at night,” Connor said. She turned around to see the man in question leaning up
against a truck.

“There is no one around.”

“I’m here.”

“I know you.”

“Do you really?” he asked. His hands
were in the pockets of his jeans. Zoe wasn’t afraid as Connor, Brent, and Jake
only made her feel safe. It was those feelings alone that scared the hell out
of her.

He moved closer. Zoe stood her
ground. When he was in her personal space, she wished she’d backed down.

“What exactly do you know about me?”
he asked.

“I don’t know what you’re trying to
do, but I don’t like it.”

“I’m not trying to do anything.” He
stroked her hair then down to her cheek. His touch set off millions of warnings
inside her body.

“Will you drive me home?” she asked,
exhaustion finally getting the better of her.

“All you had to do was ask.” He took
her hand and led her over to his truck. Connor opened the door and helped her
inside before moving ‘round to the other side and climbing in beside her.
“You’re not arguing with me. You must be tired.”

“I’m exhausted. Please, no funny business
and drive me home.”

He nodded his head, turned the key
in the ignition and began pulling away from the kerb. She rested her head on
her hand while gazing into the darkness.

Connor didn’t speak as he dropped
her off near her apartment. It was in a part of town that was considered the
roughest part. She liked it. Some of the people were not there because they
wanted to be. Zoe loved spending her afternoons before work sitting on one of
the swings at the park and watching the kids. Their parents were always busy,
and she’d never forgive herself if something happened to them.

“You could move into our place with
us,” Connor said as he pulled up. Several lights were on throughout the
apartment duplex. The fading paint work and chipped bricks did nothing to make
her feel comfortable.

“No, thanks.
This place is more than fine for
me. Thank you for the ride.” She pulled on the truck’s handle only to be stuck
as the door wouldn’t budge. Zoe glanced over to see Connor smiling at her.

“I put the child lock on.”

“I didn’t think trucks had child
locks.”

“This is still a truck that can
carry children. Most vehicles have it.”

“Why did you put the lock on?” she
asked. Zoe was tired and impatient. She wasn’t ready to deal with the actions
of a child.

“I wanted to talk to you without
Jake and Brent.”

“Are you kidding me? I thought you
guys did everything together.”

“We do. But neither of them
suffer
with insomnia, while I do.”

Zoe growled in frustration. “What do
you want to talk to me about?”

“You’re always straight to the
point.”

“I have to be. It’s almost four in
the morning. I’m tired, Connor. I want to get some sleep.”

“Pushing us away won’t work,” he
said.

“Excuse me?”

“We’re in this for the long haul. I
know I’m not going to back off, and I think it is time you let yourself care
about someone, Zoe.”

She laughed. The sound was
hysterical to
her own
ears.

“I guess you’d be the guy I should
be letting myself feel?” she asked.

Connor turned all of his attention
on her. She felt the penetration of his gaze straight to her pussy. The guy had
amazing eyes. They were the brightest blue she’d ever seen. Jake had green
eyes, and Connor had blue. She felt ashamed of the fact she didn’t know what
colour Brent’s eyes were.

She’d make sure to look at them the
next time she saw him.

“I’m not the only guy you care
about. You also care about Jake and Brent.”

“Don’t you feel a shred of jealousy?
I mean, two of your friends want to fuck me. They want to have their way with
me. Don’t you think you should be feeling a little possessive?” she asked.

“The thought of Brent and Jake being
with you, makes my dick hard, Zoe. I can’t wait to see you butt naked and
taking our cocks. Have you ever had three men inside you all at once?” he
asked.

Her pulse pounded inside her neck.
She thought of all three men surrounding her, her pleasure the only thing they
cared about. Zoe swallowed past the lump in her throat. The desire beat through
her veins making her aware of so much more.

“You know that you’re not right,”
she said.

“Welcome to Law Castle, Zoe. We’re
not ashamed of what we like.” He got out of the truck. She watched him move to
her side to open the door. His hand was between them offering her help. She so
wanted to take his hand. Her walls were crumbling. She needed to put some much
needed distance between them.

Zoe got out of the truck without
touching him.
A point in her favour.

“Thank you for the ride.”

She walked past him going to her
apartment.

“I’ll be there every night to pick
you up,” he said. She turned to see him watching her.

“You don’t need to do that.”

“I’m doing that. Don’t try to argue.
You’ll lose.”

She folded her arms underneath her
breasts. Zoe wanted to argue, to spit and throw curses at him. Throwing her
hands in the air in exasperation, she turned and moved toward her apartment
building. The elevator was busted, and she took the stairs. She lived on the
sixth floor. By the time she was at the door, her body was covered in a small
amount of sweat. She needed to start losing weight again. Six months of walking
up and down the stairs and she still wasn’t fit enough.

At her door, she unlocked the bolt
and then walked towards the railing to look down into the parking lot. A thrill
shot through her body. Connor was still there staring up at her. He lifted a
hand to wave at her.

Unable to stop herself, she waved
back then made her way into her apartment. What the hell was she thinking? She
felt the spark of hope inside her chest at seeing him still waiting for her.

The moment she got inside her small
apartment, she pushed the lock into place and then rested against the door. She
took several deep breaths to compose herself. Her heart was threatening to
drive out of her chest. Zoe pressed a hand to her chest in the hope of calming
the rush.