The Biker's Fate Chapter 571

"I woulda cut his dick off, too."

I nearly choked on my broccoli beef as I bit out a laugh.

"Shit, are you okay?"

I nodded, holding my hand up. "Yes, give me a second."

I managed to get my coughing under control, taking a sip of beer, then settling back into my seat. "I honestly thought you'd find everything my brothers did unacceptable."

"Yeah, well, like I said, if this Eric guy had done that to Louisa, I'd have cut his dick off. If Dad hadn't intervened with Robin, I might have done some serious damage to Cyrus's dick given half the chance."

"Good to know."

He settled his hand on my calf and squeezed. "You're safe with me, Daisy. Always."

"I'm figuring that out, Huck." I jabbed a chopstick at him. "You're just gonna have to give me a minute to get used to it."

"I can do that."

"I am going to make you wait a little longer though," I warned. "But for future reference, I'm on the pill."

"I'll wait as long as you need, honey. But I'll make sure I have protection with me for when you're ready." He smiled. "And I'll get tested."

"I will too, then," I said.

He focused on his food with a slight smile, and I pressed my foot into his leg. "What?"

"Nothing."

"Um, no, we're not playing that game. What was that look for?"

"I don't think you need to get tested," he said.

"Why not?"

"Because you've been with one guy, briefly, and it's been three years since. Pretty sure if you had an STI, you'd know it by now."

"Well, I'd still like to make sure just in case."

"That's fair, honey, but I'm not worried." He smiled, squeezing my leg again.

I dropped my utensils onto my plate. "I'm not some total innocent."

"I'm not implying you are."

I pulled my feet off his lap and stood, making my way to the kitchen.

"Daisy, what the fuck just happened?" he asked, following me into the kitchen.

"It's just that sometimes I feel like I live in a snow globe. People look at me and assume that because my dad's the VP of a motorcycle club, then I'm like one of the club women… worldly. But the truth is, I've been sheltered my whole life," I said, setting my plate in the sink.

"There's nothing wrong with that, Daisy."

"Well, it makes me feel stupid sometimes."

Huck frowned. "Why does it make you feel stupid?"

"I have no fucking idea." I let out a deep sigh. "I mean, I look at Teagan and I want to be more like her, I guess. She's so confident and beautiful, and she knows exactly what she wants. She walks into a room and every head turns, while I walk into a room and immediately look for the longest curtain to hide behind. I feel more comfortable behind a computer screen and with my people than I do out in the real world sometimes, and I guess that makes me a little naïve at times. Ergo, I can end up feeling stupid because I bury my head in the sand on occasion."

Placing one hand on each side of the counter, essentially pinning me against it, he leaned down and got nose-to-nose with me and smiled. "There is nothing, and I mean nothing, that makes you stupid."

"I know that, Huck. I just sometimes forget and then I spiral."

"Then I'll make sure I remind you just how smart, witty, talented, capable, and beautiful you are."

"Not sexy?" I teased.

"Daisy, do you know how many times a minute I have to think about hockey stats just to keep my dick soft when I'm around you?" he bit out. "Sexy's a given."

I blushed, unable to stop a smile. "Well, that's nice to hear."

"Now, you need to stop being cute or I'm gonna fuck you over your sofa."

I shivered. "That's not a threat, Huck."

He smiled slowly. "Didn't bring condoms, Daisy."

"Why not?"

"Because we're gonna wait a bit. Get to know each other first. I want to make sure you feel totally comfortable and safe."

"Okay." I smiled, leaning in, and kissing him gently. "Bringing me Chinese on a sleepy Sunday is a great way to make me feel comfortable and safe, just FYI."

"Whatever you need, Daisy, I'm here for it. But if I fuck up, you gotta tell me. Don't shut me out, okay?"

I nodded. "I'll do my best."

He grinned. "Now, are we watchin' a movie, or do you want to go do something?"

"How do you feel about bowling?"

"I love bowling," he said just as my phone buzzed.

"Hold that thought." I grabbed my phone and saw Teagan's text.

T: Busy?

Me: With Huck.

T: I'm more important.

I chuckled, deciding to call her rather than continue to engage in a text battle.

"Bitch, I'm sick of you ignoring me," she said, answering on the first ring.

"Teagan, I just saw you less than twenty-four hours ago."

"Well, I miss you and you know how codependent I am, so what are we doing today?"

"I have no idea what you're doing, but Huck and I are going bowling."

"Ooh, bowling. KingPins? Fun! We'll meet you."

I glanced at Huck. "Teag—"

"It's fine," Huck whispered. "The more the merrier."

"Who's we?" I asked Teagan but she was already gone. I rolled my eyes and set my phone back on the counter. "Tornado Teagan has left the building."

Huck chuckled. "It's all good, baby. It'll be fun."

"Well, then let's invite your sister."

He grinned. "She'll love that."

The plan was made, so we got ready to go, then picked Louisa up, and headed out.