Wayward Son (Wayward Saints MC Book 4) by K. Renee Page A

let him lead the way, but I keep on guard since I have no idea what to expect.

Chapter Twenty

    Once Anslie and Brantley insure that I go to Dominic's house and drop all my stuff off, I get another text from Dom.  
    Dominic: Fine babe. We will talk about it later. Be safe.
    I'm afraid to even respond. I don't want him to change his mind. I'll just text him when I get home from my first shift.  
    Once Anslie and Brant leave, I walk around the house checking everything out. The house isn't overly huge, but it is nice.  
    Walking from room to room, I'm surprised with how clean everything is. All the furniture is dark and all the walls are light, causing the rooms to look airy and bigger than normal.  
    The whole feel of the place is clean and carefree, something I would never expect of Dom. He's so broody and dark.  
    Glancing at the clock, I notice that I need to get to my first day of work, so I grab a change of clothes and strip down.   Once I am redressed, I make my way to my car, and drive the ten minutes it takes to get back to the bar.  
    Once I walk inside of Midnight Tavern, I notice a few people sitting at the bar nursing beers. Making my way over to the bartender who hired me earlier, I notice the freaked out expression.  
    "Hi," he says looking behind me.  
    "Hi." I smile back at him. He motions for me to come around the bar. He shows me where I can put my stuff, and hands me an apron and a notepad.  
    "First things first, I'm Rob and this is my bar. I'll pour drinks, you take orders, and deliver the drinks. Easy enough?" he asks still not really making eye contact.
    "Yeah, I got it," I reply. He points me in the direction of a few older gentlemen who look like they've had a few too many already. I walk over to them and ask if they need anything.  
    One of the men turns to look at me and spends way to long staring at my breasts. "Yeah sweetheart, I'd like to have a little taste of you," he slurs. He goes to grab my ass and I can't help the instinct of slapping his hand away from me.  
    Before he can reach for me again, Rob comes up from behind me, and blocks me with his body. "Keep your fucking hands off her," Hehe growls.
    The drunk moves back so fast, you'd think Rob hit him. "Come on Rob, you never cared who touched the other waitresses before," the other old man slurs while waving his hand around.
    "Yeah well the others didn't have an old man in the Wayward Saints. This one does. Keep your fucking hands off her," he says giving them a death stare.  
    Turning away from the table, I see that everyone heard what Rob just said. Some of the guys look a little intimidated. So that's why Rob would barely look at me, Dom must have called him.  
    Grabbing my phone, I shoot Dom a text message.
    Me: I didn't need your help Dom! I could handle myself.
    He doesn't respond to me right away, so I shove my phone back into my bag, and get back to waiting on tables.  

    A few hours later, the bar gets packed and I hear the roar of motorcycles outside. Oh great. Please tell me he didn't send in reinforcements, as well as threatening the owner.  
    I watch Anslie walk in with Brantley and a few other men. I can see her scanning the room, and as soon as her eyes find me, she comes running towards me in these sky high heels.  
    "Hey!" she squeals. I can't help but smile at her. She is always excited to see me. Another girl is walking up behind her with a similar outfit and shoes on.  
    "Hey Anslie," I say back to her.  
    I look over at her friend and I'm instantly jealous. She's beautiful and has the prettiest colored hair I've ever seen.  
    "Coley , this is my best friend Casey. Her old man is Brant's cousin, Gunner. They just came down for a little visit from Seattle,” Anslie says excitedly. She points over to Gunner, and he just nods his head in greeting and goes back to talking to the other guys.
    "Hi Coley! It's so great to meet you! I never expected Dom to have an ole' lady!" Casey squeals pulling me in for