Road from Ruin

Chapter Fourteen

DELTA

Red grabs my hand and pulls me outside. My brain is so scrambled I barely even realize that he has put a helmet on my head and put me on the back of his bike. Instinctively I wrap my arms around his waist and rest my head against his back. I close my eyes and replay the kiss over and over in my head. It's like I've been electrocuted. Last nights brief kiss was intense but this was something completely different, addicting. I can't believe I ever thought I was in love with Dean, because I felt more from that kiss than I did for our entire relationship. I can't believe I let myself live like that for so long, barely living just existing. We slow to a stop and Red helps me off the back of the bike. I take off the helmet and follow him inside and upstairs. He closes the door behind me and puts space between us, moving to the other side of the kitchen. Time to bite the bullet.

"I have some things I need to say." I state confidently. Red is clearly trying to hold in a laugh at my fake confidence, and raises his hand to single for me to get on with it.

"Okay I have been back and forth constantly. Thinking I'm nothing but nuisance to you and that the best thing to do would be to pay for my car repairs and get out of your space, let you get back to your life. But then I remember you offered to help me. You're constantly taking care of me. Making sure I'm comfortable and safe. And I know you're the type of man that doesn't do something he doesn't want to which means I need to stop being so self conscious and come to terms with the fact that you clearly want to help me. And then I came on to you last night and you rejected me and I was so embarrassed but then I realize it's just because you're a good guy not because you don't want me. I mean why would you want me? I'm damaged goods, a stranger, I've taken over your house and thrown you into my issues. You have your own life and god you have all those pretty girls at the bar desperately trying to throw themselves at you and here I am ruining everything for you" I'm brought to an abrupt stop by a pair of massive hands on my shoulders. I didn't even notice I was pacing back and forth.

"You're rambling. Although it's cute as hell let me put your mind at ease. If I didn't want you here. You wouldn't be here. If I wanted to fuck a girl from the bar. I would fuck a girl from the bar. But that's not going to happen because you're mine now Delta. And being mine means you're protected by me and the club. It means you're in my bed every night and on the back of my bike every day. It means I take care of you, and you take care of me. It means I'm not letting you go angel, so if any of that sounds like something you don't want you better say so now because you're an addiction I can't kick. Got a fuckin taste and I don't plan on stopping."

"I... you barely know me. I barely know you. It hasn't even been two weeks." I say staring to ramble again, something I do when I'm scared. But this fear isn't the same as the fear I have of Dean. This is purely the fact that I'm falling for this terrifying man in front of me, and everything he's saying sounds too good to be true. Too soon.

"Well you'll get to know me. And I'll get to know you. I don't say this shit lightly Delta. I'll fuckin take you on a date if you want, take things nice and slow."

"You'll take me on a date?" I say with a laugh. Now that I can't imagine.

"Laugh all you want little girl but I'll sweep you off your fucking feet. Tonight, you and me are going for dinner. Oh and here." He says before reaching in his back pocket, pulling out a phone and handing it to me. "You're gunna need to ditch your old phone. Heard that your piece of shit husband is still out there somewhere and I'm not taking any chances. Your sisters number is programmed in here, as well as mine and mamas if you ever need something." He says while reaching into the back pocket of my Jean shorts, grabbing my phone and cracking it in half like it was nothing. God everything this man does drives me crazy.

"Wow, thank you. You didn't have to do that." I say looking at my new phone.

"Sure did. Call mama and tell her she needs to take you shopping. Gunna need you nice and dressed up for our date tonight." He says with a wink before walking out of the kitchen, into his room and slams the door.

A date. Well alright then.