New Rogue

Chapter Eight

As we approach the shed Regan opens the door and holds it. Luke and Ithan step inside. Regan gestures for me to go and I step through when Regan speaks again.

“Goodbye Bex,” Regan says sharply.

I hear the cheerleader scoff. “Seriously? I have been dating Juke for almost a year. That b***h shows up and you let her in after a day.”

Regan doesn’t respond, he just stands in the way.

Bex growls in frustration and turns to Juke.

Juke shrugs with a smirk, “sorry babe.” He steps forward and past Regan into the shed.

Bex storms off around the front of the house.

“Are you sure that you like your girlfriend?” I ask Juke with a laugh as he stops beside me.

“Hell yeah, she gives the greatest blow jobs.” He nudges me with his elbow. “Although I bet you give better sunshine.” His grin is teasing as he appraises me. “Banging outfit by the way.”

“Thanks. Unfortunately for you, you will never find out if my blow jobs are better.” I pat his cheek. “Little boys are not my type.”

Juke lets out an ouch as Ithan laughs out loud.

Regan appears beside us and grabs my hand before pulling me to a seat beside his. “Sit.”

“Yes sir.” I salute as I drop into the seat.

Luke chokes on his drink before glaring at me. “Don’t talk to him like that. Please.”

Regan glares back at Luke and I suddenly find myself lost. I look to Ithan who is trying to hide a smirk. Then my gaze lands on Juke who is openly grinning.

“It’s Regan’s kink sunshine. All that submissive stuff.” He winks at me. “Isn’t that right Re.”

Regan turns his glare to Juke and Juke tries to suppress his smile a little.

“We are here to talk about the s**t that went down at the party.” Regan’s voice is dominant as he addresses us all. His eyes then turn on me, “how the f**k do you know Callum?”

“He sits beside me in English,” I sigh and lean my elbows on the table. “Plus the guy is insanely hot.”

Luke clears his throat and I look over at him. “Don’t dilute it for my sake cuz.”

“You need to stay away from him,” Regan demands and I look at him expectantly. “New Rogue is not just a name on the side of the building. We are a-“ he trails off looking for the correct name.

“Club?” Ithan offers and Regan nods.

“Club,” he says it like a dirty word. “And Callum is part of a rival, club.”

“So?” I drag the word out.

“You can only be associated with one. Given that you are blood related to Luke, means you are automatically New Rogue.” Juke explains this time. “Welcome to the club sunshine.”

I roll my eyes and stand from the table, “fine. I will not hang out with Callum. Happy. Okay, I am going to the bed.”

As I leave I hear the boys agree to all stay here tonight.

Yay.

-

After a nice hot shower I plan on crashing in my bed. With a towel wrapped around me i step out of the bathroom and bump into something. Or rather someone.

Regan is stood before me, topless. Holy s**t, he is a work of art. He is all hard ridges and muscles. Black tattoos swirl around his chest and arms. His shorts hang low on his hips, displaying that perfect v. I take back my earlier statement about jocks having the best bodies.

“Nice shower?” His deep voice pulls my attention away from his body and to his face.

I swallow, “it was hot.”

He raises an eyebrow at me. I slide to the side of him and make to step away.

He grabs hold of my arm and pulls me closer. He buries his head in the crook of my neck and I freeze. He inhales deeply before letting me go.

Then he steps into the bathroom like it never happened and closes the door.

-

After putting on an old oversized T-shirt and some underwear I climb into bed.

There is a knock at the door, I sigh and can’t be bothered to get up. “It’s open.”

The door opens and Luke’s head appears. “Just checking in. You good?”

“All good,” I tell him.

He bids me goodnight and leaves.

An hour passes, although I am exhausted my body will not shut off.

I hear my bedroom door creak open and then close again. My bed dips and I turn over to see Regan sitting on the edge. I sit up and shuffle closer to him.

“Regan?”

He inhales through his nose before glancing toward me. He then shakes his head and stands from the bed. He stalks toward the bedroom door and then pauses again. He turns back to me and his hands flex by his side.

I shuffle to the edge he just stood from and stand up too.

“Everything okay?” I ask him with caution.

He looks physically pained and I am not sure what is happening.

He suddenly moves again, this time toward me. He grips my face and brings his lips down on mine.