Butch

“You’re not just going to leave them there, are you? You’ve got to help them,” she asked.

“No, I’m not going to leave them. Shit. I’ve got to get dressed and start helping.”

“I’m coming along.” She stood up, making her way toward the bathroom.

“Baby, you don’t have to come.” He reached out taking her hand. Drawing her closer, he wrapped an arm around her waist. “None of this is your business.”

“Well I’m making it my business. I like Eva and the other women. Okay, so Tate’s not really my style, but I’m not letting a bully take their children away from them. It’s not fair, and besides, they’re your friends, if only you’d get your head out of your ass.” She wrinkled her nose, smiling up at him.

“And here I thought I’d fallen for a sweet, little innocent woman who liked to work at the church.”

“I do like to work at the church. It’s nice, quiet, and I get a small income from there. Don’t let the job deceive you, buddy.” She went up on her toes and landed a kiss to his lips. “I love you.”

He gripped her ass, loving the way the supple flesh filled his palms. “Fuck, baby, I love you, too. So much.”

Cheryl pulled away first. “Then come on. Let’s go and help your friends out. There’s no way either of us would have enjoyed a night spent in cells.”

She wandered off into the bathroom, leaving him alone with his thoughts. His woman didn’t know how serious this was going to be. It would only be a matter of time before Gonzalez came hunting for him. He needed to start thinking about the future. Staying in Fort Wills was no longer logical. He needed to convince Cheryl that leaving town would be best.

Butch listened to her humming in the bathroom as he grabbed his clothes and headed downstairs. Putting the coffee pot on he dialed the lawyer’s number, bringing him up to speed on everything that had happened so far. There were no questions or anger. The lawyer simply did his job and promised to start making calls. After he finished with the lawyer, Cheryl walked in wearing a nice white summer dress. She looked beautiful and refreshed.

“Hey,” he said, groaning.

“What’s the matter?” She tucked some of her dark strands behind her ear and glanced down her body as if there was something wrong with her. There was nothing wrong. She looked so f**king beautiful.

“I want to go back to bed and kiss every inch of your body. There’s nothing wrong with you. It’s all to do with me,” he said, watching her ass sway as she poured some coffee.

“You’ve always got sex on the brain. I can’t even keep up with you,” she said, chuckling.

“Baby, you’re the one responsible for my dick getting hard. I think it’s time for you to cut me some slack.” Butch glanced at the clock and moaned. “Fuck, we can’t do anything about it. We’ve got to get to the jail to post bail.” He was really looking forward to another round of hot, sweaty sex.

“Too bad. I was getting all hot and bothered over it as well.” She gave him that smile he adored before turning away.

Fuck, when did he get so lucky with his woman?

“I’ll deal with you when I get back. Come on, we’ve got to go if you want to come along.”

They took his bike, and by the time he pulled up at the police station in town, the lawyer was turning up. The man’s name was Rupert, and he looked concerned.

“What’s the matter?” Butch asked.

“Someone’s frozen my accounts. I’m being put under investigation,” Rupert said.

Cheryl climbed off the bike, handing him back the helmet. “Who the f**k would do that?” Butch asked.

No one needed to answer. Butch got all the answers he needed as Gonzalez appeared out of the back of a large, expensive car.

“Good morning, gentlemen,” Gonzalez said.

Ignoring him, Butch turned to Cheryl. “Whatever happens, do not talk to that man, got it?”

“Yeah, I’ve got it.”

“Good.” He took her hand, leading her into the station. Butch left her in one of the chairs as he approached the front desk.

“Bringing your woman to the station wasn’t very smart,” Gonzalez said.

“This payback because I beat you down like a bitch with your guards watching?” Butch asked, turning to the other man as the woman started to deal with the bail money. “I can do it again, and you’re going to hit out, setting up my friends.”

“Are they really your friends? They called you because they had no one else. You’re not part of the club anymore. I mean, what are you to them besides a money fund?”

Smiling, Butch shook his head. “You’re acting like we know each other, but we don’t.”

“We’ve got a past. I mean, my dad killed your dad and all of the club you were with. I think it gives me a little leverage,” Gonzalez said.

“No, it doesn’t. It was a long time ago.”

“Yet the bitch doctor figured it was necessary to hide you from me. I do find that a little curious. I mean, she hid you from my dad, so it had to have been out of fear. My dad wasn’t well known or well liked.”

“Are we seriously going down memory lane?” Butch asked. It had been years since he got over what happened to him. There was no way he was going to let this man get to him.

“Why not? You’ve got so much to lose.” Gonzalez smiled then chanced a look behind him. “She’s nice. A little round for my tastes, but I like them on the skinny side.”

Fisting his hands, Butch glared at the other man. “What the f**k do you want?”

“I’m getting what I want. You’ll see, in time.” Gonzalez smiled as Butch was led away from the reception room. If Gonzalez thought he could threaten him then the man was mistaken.

****

Cheryl tapped her fingers on her leg while she waited for Butch to appear. The man he’d been talking to was making his way closer to her. She didn’t like the look in his eyes. Looking down at her lap she did her best to ignore him.

“So you’re dating Butch?” The man sat beside her, closer than she would have liked.

“I don’t know who you are.”

“I’m Gonzalez.”

“You’re not close with Butch,” she said, doing her best to stay away from him.

“What makes you think that?” He turned toward her. His knees touched hers.

“I’ve seen Butch with his friends. He looked ready to hurt you, not hug you.” Come on, Butch. This man was making her uncomfortable.