Drive Me Wild

Chapter 3 - Abigail

"Little sister, you have just given me the best idea." Mason beams at me.

"What's that?" I question.

"Do you have any clue who the man is that you're serving?" He enquires.

"No." I deny. "I only know that his name is Duke."

I tried to stop my cheeks from blushing thinking about how badly I embarrassed myself in front of Duke. I found him very attractive and I sure as hell put him off me.

"He's in charge of the motorcycle gang, the MC Skulls."

"Oh shit." I panic.

"They're not scary people. They're mediocre compared to everyone else." He laughs.

"I don't care if they're 'mediocre', I wouldn't go near people like that." I shy away.

"You did go near one of them though. You're serving them."

"I didn't know, oh god what if I'm in trouble."

I had started to hyperventilate at that point; worried that something I had said would offend him. Maybe he will hunt after me.

Knowing that I wasn't going to get over myself, Mason warily came over to me and grabbed my shoulders. Forgetting that he had previously roughly grabbed my shoulders and I winced. He gently eased the grip on my shoulders once realizing it and bought a hand up to tilt my head to face him.

"Calm down." He tried to calmly reassure. "I promise he's not going to go after you. There's nothing you could have possibly done wrong."

"How can you be so sure." I whisper.

"Because all you did was take an order for his food. Nothing more."

Mason did something that he had never done to me in ages, he wrapped his arms around me and held me close. "You're too pure for this world, you should be locked away so nobody can hurt you."

A long pause of silence came between us; after a while, Mason pulled back as if realizing something had to be done.

"Anyway..." Mason side-tracks. "I have a way for you to help me pay off the debt."

"How can I do anything?" I thought. "I mean the man did ask me to sell my house but it's not mine. You see, it's my friends, I just rent it."

"Wait, pause there a second." Mason starts. "He asked you to sell off your house to pay off my debt?"

"Yeah, I told him that I couldn't help him, and I didn't have any money. I shut the door in his face." I recounted.

"You shut the door in his face and refused to pay him anything?" Mason gasped, starting to pace backward and forwards. "You're still living to tell the tale as well."

"Wait he could have killed me for that?" I start to panic once again.

"I mean maybe. Probably not."

"Oh god."

"It gives you more of a reason to help me now you know." He bribes.

"What do you want me to do?"

"You need to go into their club and take enough money to pay off my debt. It's easy work and I'll be safe." Mason exclaims.

"Are you serious!" I freak out. "I can't just waltz into the club and demand money. I'll get killed!"

"You're not going to ask for money. You will have to slip into the office and take it." He simplifies.

"That's never going to work, and you know it. I'm nowhere near smart enough." I huff out.

"That's why I'm going to help you." Mason bribes. "I'll create a distraction so you can slip into the office."