Page 136 of Down & Dirty: Rage

“You wanted to make it mine. I did. Now that’s that.”

Her mouth dropped open. “That’s that?”

“Only know English, baby. Figured you’d understand the words comin’ outta my mouth.”

She circled a hand in the air. “I’m rethinking all of this.”

“Too fuckin’ late. You chose me, pulled me into your web, now you’re stuck with me.”

“My web,” she repeated in a monotone voice.

“You don’t want me?” he challenged.

“I…” Her breath hissed out.

“Yeah, thought so. Thousands of men out there coulda popped your cherry. You chose me.”

“Because I trusted you.”

“Yeah. And I give good dick.”

“I didn’t know that prior.”

“Got references.”

She narrowed her eyes on him. “References? Unlike I do?”

“You need to test out the field with assholes like Dave the Dancer, you do that. Pretty sure I’ll be the winner.” He onlysaid it because he was pretty damn confident she’d never take him up on that.

“Wow,” she mouthed.

He jerked up one shoulder. “Just know, nobody’s gonna compare to your future ol’ man.”

Shemmm’d. “We’ll see.”

“Yeah, we sure as fuck will.” He grabbed her arm and spun her until her chest was once again jammed against his. He plucked at the soft fabric clinging to her assets. “That what you wear to bed?” How did her wearing a simple, oversized T-shirt still get him in the dick?

“Did you finally notice I’m only wearing a T-shirt?”

“No, but had more important shit to deal with first.” Now he could concentrate on her smooth, bare legs and her hard nipples making an impression against the worn cotton.

“Would rather you wear nothin’ to bed.”

“I don’t think Bri needs to see me streaking down the hallway to the bathroom or to get a drink from the kitchen.”

“Thinkin’ that’ll be easier at your new place where no one’s gonna give a fuck if you walk around naked.”Holy fuck, did he just suggest she move in with him?

That certainly wasn’t taking shit slow.

When you find her, you’ll fuckin’ know when she’s the one, son. You’re gonna know it here,Hawk had pointed to his head, here,he pointed to his heart,and here.His father then pointed to his gut.Trust your gut first, but if you feel it in all three, you’re done.

Yeah, Rage was done.

“What does that mean?”

“Means maybe it ain’t best that you live here. Got a spare bedroom you can move into.”

Her lips tipped up at the corners. “Am I going to be sleeping in that spare bedroom?”