Rome (Marked Men, #3)(42)

The idea of having anything sharp and pointy down there made me break out in hives. No thank you, I would keep my junk metal-free. Not that I didn’t like her sweet little hoop that was attached to all my favorite parts of her, it was hot as hell, but I didn’t need a door knocker hanging from my dick.

“I’ll pass, thanks.”

She paused in her counting to smirk up at me, and I wanted to kiss it off her face. “That’s okay, little brother has enough down there for you and everybody else in the room.”

Rule burst into laughter and Rowdy chuckled, probably because the idea of Cora with her hands on anything in Rule’s pants made me scowl at both of them.

“I could have lived forever without knowing that.”

She laughed and got up to make her way around the desk. She threw her arm across my shoulders and kissed my temple where the end of my scar hooked down by my eye.

“Don’t worry, his was business, yours is all pleasure. Let’s get out of here.”

I followed her and the guys out so she could lock the door. The boys were gonna head to the Goal Line and grab a beer and some wings. I wanted to get Cora someplace alone and horizontal so I could make her forget she had ever been up close and personal with any part of my brother’s anatomy. She wanted to spend the night at her place even though mine was closer because she had breakfast plans with Shaw and Ayden in the morning, so I told her I would just meet her there after I went and picked up the truck. It was kind of an even trade-off because my place was closer to the shop and hers was closer to the bar. My place generally had less people in it, but I liked Ayden and Jet, and Asa was a character. Plus her bed was awesome, even if it was covered in pink.

Cora was in the kitchen when I walked in the front door. She was puttering around making something for dinner and talking on her cell phone. I didn’t want to interrupt, so I plopped down on the couch and looked up as Asa came into the room. The walking cast was off of his foot, but he was still moving pretty slowly.

“You get that off today?”

He sank gingerly into the recliner across the room.

“Yesterday. It feels like it’s going to fall off.”

“I had one when I got blown up last year, but mine wasn’t as bad. My shoulder took the brunt of it.”

“It blows.”

I was going to tell him that maybe he should avoid situations where he pissed off a bunch of bikers but that seemed kind of hypocritical, so I just asked him if he knew when Jet was going to be back in town. He shook his head and bent down to rub his shinbone.

“No clue. I think he mentioned that he was coming back for a week and then he wanted Ayd to come with him to L.A. for a week after her summer classes were done.”

“I need to find someone to help me keep an eye on the bar I’ve been fixing up, I thought he might know someone.”

Those gold-colored eyes glinted at me from across the room.

“I can do it.”

I tilted my head to look at him. “Really?”

“Yeah, why not? I’m sick of being cooped up in the house. Ayd is on my case about everything under the sun and I could seriously do with some … companionship, if you know what I mean.”

I totally did but I wasn’t sure the Bar was the kind of place he would find it.

“Have you ever bartended before?”

Asa laughed a little. “There isn’t much I haven’t done before. All you have to do is stand behind the bar and talk to people. Trust me, I can talk to anyone.”

I thought it was probably a bit more complicated than all of that, but if he was willing to help me out, why not?

“Cool. It isn’t like some high-end, swanky bar where you’re going to be pulling tail and rolling in money.”

“Rome, I just need to get out of this house before my sister and I kill each other. She’s still working on forgiving me and frankly I’m sick of my own company. It’ll give me something to do, until I figure out where I’m going and what I’m doing from here on out.”

That all rang just a few shades too familiar, so even though I didn’t really know Asa from Adam, I was willing to take the help. Cora wrapped her arms around my neck from behind the couch and put her cheek next to mine.

“What’s on the agenda for the night, big guy?”

She and I and a whole lot less clothing were what was on my agenda, but I wasn’t going to say that in front of Asa. Good thing great minds think alike because it didn’t take much more than a look and the brush of some fingers across the top of her bare leg to get my plans for the night across to her. Seriously, having this girl in my life made everything else I was dealing with seem so much less important. My folks, my future, the bar … all of it took a backseat to the way those two-toned eyes flashed and sparkled at me.

It only took until the next weekend for things to go to hell.

I wasn’t able to spend as much time with Cora because I was at the bar until closing. It might not be a crazy-busy place but I had no clue how much went into keeping the natives from getting restless and tearing the walls down. I was surprised at how much I actually liked it, though. I liked the ebb and flow of the business, the interaction with the customers, the interaction with the liquor reps and the sales guys. I felt like I was actually working for the first time since I got back home. I missed my girl, but she was a champ about it, and I think maybe I needed some breathing room, because the more days that went by that she didn’t have her monthly visitor, the more anxious and keyed up she seemed to be. She must have blabbed to the girls because there was no escaping the narrow-eyed looks I was getting from Ayden every time we bumped into each other, or from Shaw whenever I spent time with her and Rule.