Sweet as Venom

Chapter 8

Focus.

If it was something I could do then I would be doing it. Instead I was drawing small circles in the corner of my notepad and wondering what Saxon was doing.

Wondering if he was outside.

Wondering if he was busy.

Wondering if I could somehow bump into him.

Since our ride home the other night I couldn't get my mind off anything that wasn't him. I had to admit it- even though it nearly killed me to do it but I was crushing and hard.

I had a crush on Saxon. A man that had no interest in me but still I was crushing.

"Come in?" I sung out after a knock on the cottage door. My heart beat jumped a bit- because what if it was him.

My dreams were squashed when Leigh walked in.

"You busy?" He closed the door behind him.

Seriously? Did I look busy?

"Nope." I closed my notepad. "What's up?"

"Was wondering if you could do me a favour."

"Depends on it I guess."

"I've got this problem and well..."He scratched the back of his neck. "I've got this woman that won't leave me alone."

"So?"

"So I don't want a fucking relationship. I screwed her once and now all of a sudden she is following me around and calling me pumpkin."

"Pumpkin." My lips spilt into a grin "Now that's just cute."

"Fucking embarrassing."

"So what do you want me to do?"

"There is a club BBQ tonight, I need you to come and be clingy to my side. You know scare her off."

"I'm not scary."

"You can be when you want to be and now I'm asking you to be."

"So you want me to hang around you all night shielding you from this chick, what do I get out of it?"

He crossed his arms, "The feeling that your helping your brother out."

"You know what, I'll do it only because I want to see what is so scary about this chick that you can't just dump her like the rest."

"Whatever as long as you are there and at my side."

"You sound so needy."

"Six tonight, wear something that won't have the boys staring at you."

"I'm sure there will be enough eye candy there for the boys."

He pointed a finger at me "Don't push it tonight all I need is you to get this chick off my back. So no punching."

"Like I would lift a fist to help you."

Seems my quiet night in had just changed.

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I was in the middle of conversation with Flinch who was no good for you but to darn good looking to stay away from. The women would flock to him easily, he rocked the bad boy image nearly as good as Saxon.

Anyway I was explaining to him the difference between university and high school when Leigh whacked my arm.

"There she is and she fucking heading this way." He muttered while clenching a beer.

I scanned the lot and sure enough a pretty blonde was heading our way. She had good curves, looked like she worked out and didn't look like the devil.

"Hi Leigh."

Immediately my hand flung up and wrapped around Leigh's tattooed arm. Her eyes zoned in on the contact before she looked back up.

"Um Hi Liv." Leigh muttered and then took a cowardly drink of his beer.

"Hi I'm Gabriella, don't think we've met." I put my spare hand out which she stared at before crossing her arms.

"Um Leigh can we talk in private." Liv stared at my brother, refusing to acknowledge me.

"Don't think so." My grip on Leigh tightened and he flinched by it. "You got something to say to Leigh, then you've got something to say to me."

I took a step in front of him, blocking her path to him.

"I think Leigh can speak for himself." Her fists clenched at her side.

"Well excuse me if I'm not going to let him walk off with a blonde. Look get the hint, and fuck off." I took a sip from my drink. Then pointed to the club girls. "I think your kind are over by the bbq, you can tell because they're the ones wearing little clothing."

"Leigh who is this?" She spoke around me.

"The bitch telling you to back the fuck off." I let go of Leigh's arm and stepped up in her face. "So I suggest you fucking listen before shit gets heated."

What was it that Leigh told me? Don't punch her that was it.

Maybe he likes her face.

"Leigh's been fucking me for the last week so you might want to redirect some of that anger at your boyfriend."

Ew Leigh and boyfriend in the same sentence. It literally took effort to not cringe.

"Please you think you're the only one. I'd be counting on toes if I kept track of the whores but guess what, he always comes back to me. You see Leigh and I have a connection that not even a blonde like you could break. Now take my advice and move the fuck on."

Leigh wasn't kidding when he said she was clingy.

"Or what you'll make me?"

"Yeah I will."

"Gabriella." Leigh's arm wrapped around my upper arm pulling me back. "Don't."

"Seems Irish doesn't want his trophy girlfriend to get her hands dirty." She sneered in my face.

Now I wanted to punch her for myself screw Leigh this one was all for me. So I pulled hard and broke Leigh's grip and had enough power in my arm and sent my fist flying straight into her sneering know it all face.

She was cupping her nose within a second.

"Wanna say that again bitch?" I yelled, while Leigh pulled me backwards. "What can't speak now through the blood?"

"Gabriella enough!" Leigh wrapped his arms around me and picked me up, moving me away from her.

"Put me down!"

"What's going on here?" Saxon's voice boomed with authority.

"Leigh's handling me when I don't wanna be handled." I crossed my arms and was still being held in the air.

"I was talking about the blonde cupping a bloody nose." He looked me squarely in the eye.

Now a normal person or maybe any sane person might run scared by it but I wasn't.

"I decided to try my hand at cosmetic surgery." I arched my eyebrows at him. "Got a problem with that?"

"Andy, take the blonde and clean her up and as for you, pull your head in." He brushed past us and looked extremely pissed off. Wasn't like I punched him in the face!

"Would you put me down!" I fumed.

Leigh finally listened and returned me to the ground.

"When I told you to scare her off I didn't mean punch her." He hissed in my ear.

"Would you shut up, my hand is killing me." I hissed back at him.

That was the only punch I had actually ever thrown at someone who wasn't my brother and I actually wanted to hurt. Now that the excitement had calmed down and my body wasn't high on the feel of a fight, my hand was aching.

"I better go see if she is alright."

"Don't you fucking dare." I looked him in the eye, and let him see my anger. "I didn't just go all girlfriend jealous on her ass for you to go after her and be her lap dog."

"You know what?" His lips cracked into a smirk.

"What?"

"You play the girlfriend jealous, way too well."

"Yeah well it is the last time I'm doing it for you idiot if this is the thanks I get."

"Got to give it to the girl she played it well, go on Irish thank her." Blue pointed his beer my way.

Of course Linger, Blue and Ice had all witnessed my rather amazing acting skills.

They didn't dob me in either which meant they had to know Leigh was in on it.

"I'm not thanking her for punching the girl." He crossed his arms "But um thanks for getting her off my back."

"I'm never doing you a favour again."

"Whatever, you can piss off now, I have a party to enjoy and thanks to you girls I can hit on without having one following me around."

"You are such a player."

"Don't get any ideas." He pointed his beer at me, "Don't you have homework to do or something."

"No actually but," I took the beer from his hand and took a sip of it. "I do have a party to go to."

"Wait on, I didn't give you permission to go to a party."

"You aren't the boss of me."

"Want a fucking bet?"

"Yes I bet you that I'll be going to this party without your permission and if you dare stop me." My face tightened. "I'll make your life a living hell."

Had I planned on going to the party that Jayden recommended well the truthful answer was no. But I was bored and heading back to the cottage to think about Saxon wasn't what I wanted planned for the evening.

"Bye boys." I waved a hand in their direction and headed towards the cottage with Leigh's beer in hand. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and searched for Jayden's number.

Guess it was time to find out the details about this party.

I knew one thing for sure- he was going to be thrilled.

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"So what changed your mind?" Jayden handed me a red cup filled with what I was sure was alcohol.

"Just didn't have anything planned." I shrugged it off like it wasn't a big deal. "You do know that me coming isn't a big deal right?"

"You kidding!" He grinned, "I've been trying to get you to come out with me since you started school."

"This isn't a date."

"Right." His eyes ran down my body and he took a step forward. "Well I'll just say this as a friend then, you look bloody amazing."

I smirked. "Bet you say that to all the girls."

"No only the ones I want to fuck."

I nearly choked on my drink. "Then you do say that to all the girls."

He laughed and shook his head. "Come on, I want you to meet a few of my friends."

"Are these friends you intend on fucking in the future?"

He laughed, "Come on." I let him take my hand and drag me through the crowded house.

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Saxon's Point of View

Wasn't like I had any claim on the girl. Wasn't like she was mine or anything. Still seeing her getting all jealous over someone else just stirred something inside me. Even if it was her dipstick of a brother she was protecting or getting jealous over.

Still didn't make fucking sense to me.

I stomped on the cigarette butt and lit another one immediately.

It was close to three in the morning and I was still awake.

Why.

Because I saw Gabriella leave and I sure as fuck hadn't seen her come back.

I put the spanner down and reached for the bolts. It seemed like a great idea five hours ago to pull my bike apart and change the brakes. Now it was just a bloody stupid idea. How could I think when my mind was being pulled back to Gabriella?

So I was in the shed, roller door up, bike in pieces and train smoking.

"Bit late to be up isn't it?"

I froze on the ground, then slowly pulled myself out from under the bike.

Fuck me.

The black dress clung to her perfect fucking figure, her hair was longer and was a sexy mess. She was carrying a pair of black heels.

All I could think about was tearing that dress off her.

I blew out a mouthful of smoke and dragged myself up. I couldn't stop myself from looking her up and down again. I was drinking her in.

She stepped into the shed and placed a hand on my bike. "What has you pulling your bike apart at this time of night?" Her voice waved with curiosity. Then her beautiful eyes locked with mine and that was it.

"Brakes needed replacing." I took the cigarette from my mouth and handed it to her.

Her fingers brushed mine as she took it.

Something about the way she wasn't afraid of sharing a smoke with me, made me happy and fucked if I know why.

"And this has to be done at three in the morning?" Her perfectly shaped eyebrows raised at me.

"Was meant to be riding it tomorrow but its looking doubtful now."

"Well you still have a few hours before morning." She smiled at me. "Anything I can do to help."

It would normally take me an hour not even to change my brakes. It was thanks to her I was still out here, wondering where the hell she was. If she was ok. Who she was fucking with.

"How are you at handing tools?'

Was it selfish of me that I just got her now I didn't want her to leave?

"I'm very good at handing tools." She smirked and handed me back the lit cigarette. "Guess I'm a bit over dressed for it." Her eyes ran down my body.

What?

I was only wearing my leathers and a tank top.

"Feel free to strip off if you want." I smirked at her.

But she had my jaw dropping when she reached for the hem of her dress and slowly pulled it up.

I could see black lace before she broke out laughing and my eyes shot to her amused face.

"Come on Saxon, it's going to be harder then that for you to get me out of my clothes."

"Your evil." I dropped the cigarette butt and stomped on it. So she wanted to play games did she?

I grabbed her wrist and pulled her into my chest. "I could have you dropping that dress in a second if I wanted too."

"Oh and what makes you so confident."

"I'd just have to run my hand like this." I ran my hand down her side, and paused at the end of the dress.

She gulped and her body curved into mine. "And?"

My hand slipped under her dress and I watched her inhale quickly.

I leant down to ear, while walking her backwards, till we reached the work bench and her body was pressed against. "And then I'd trap you like this." I whispered in her ear watching her skin prickle.

"Who said I wouldn't want to be trapped by you." She stuttered.

"That's my whole point darling." I whispered in her ear before lifting her up with one arm and putting her on the bench. "You want me?"

She wrapped her bare legs around me, pulling me into her. Her dress was riding up to her hips but she didn't seem to care.

When her arms wrapped around my head, it took me by surprise this time and I was the one steadying my breath.

"Doesn't all the girls want you?"

Her lips were so close.

Our eyes locked and everything was fucking perfect. I had her where I wanted her. Where I had been wanting her since I laid eyes on her- around me. I pressed my dick into her core and a moan escaped her lips.

Her forehead rested against mine and my grip on her tightened.

"Please tell me you aren't starting something you can't finish?" Her voice waved with lust and passion and it made me harder.

"Babe there isn't anything in this world that would be keeping me from you right now and if anyone did try to stop me, they would be getting a bullet to the head."

Grinning she leant in closer, her lips so close. "Glad to hear. Now the real question is, do you trust me Saxon?"

"Babe I trusted you the moment I agreed to letting you near my books."

That was like what she was waiting for because her lips landed on mine as soon as I finished saying it.

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