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I could feel the vibrations in my chest even from my place at the clubhouse bar as the group of men pulled their bikes in and switched them off. Chelsea smiled at me from where she was sitting on the floor with Harlyn and Jayla, playing some kind of board game. Both the girls perked up at the noise as well and were on their feet in an instant, shooting out the door.
I laughed quietly. “I think Jay loves that she has something in common with Harlyn.”
“What's that?” Chel asked, pushing off the floor and dusting off her pants.
“They both have a big, tough, burly biker wrapped around their little finger.”
Chelsea giggled, nodding in agreement.
“I ain't even angry at that little remark.” Blizzard strolled through the door first, Jayla tossed over his shoulder, laughing and kicking her legs. My heart filled, seeing him with that little girl would never get old.
He lifted her and placed her on the ground. “We gotta get you a helmet kid, so we can go for rides.”
Jay bounced on her feet, turning to me with the widest smile I'd ever seen as if asking for permission. “Uhh… Are you sure about that? I mean, she's only four and she’s—”
Blizzard used my rambling as an opportunity to move closer, slamming his lips down on mine before I could protest anymore.
I melted instantly, his tongue not even having to fight through my lips as I opened to invite him in. His fingers threaded through the hair at the back of my neck and kneaded at the muscles, driving my body even further into ecstasy.
“Cut that shit out you two.” We fell apart, both grinning. Optimus shook his head as he passed, tossing Harlyn onto the nearest sofa, laughing with glee before sweeping his woman into his arms and doing what Blizzard had just done.
“Didn't you just tell us to cut it out?” I laughed.
When they pulled apart, Chelsea breathing heavily, he turned to me with a cocky smirk.
“President,” he said simply, pointing to himself. Then he turned his finger to Blizzard. “Vice President.”
Blizzard held his middle finger up, pointing it at Op who just laughed.
I heard more heavy boots come through the door, Blizzard’s brothers. But what I didn't expect was the person that followed in behind them carrying a backpack slung over her shoulder.
“Hadley!” I exclaimed in shock, but I couldn't help but smile. She grinned back at me, skipping over and throwing her arms around me in a hug. “What are you doing here?” I asked when we both stepped back.
“She's taking Chelsea's old room.” Slider grinned as he moved up beside her and tossed an arm over her shoulder casually.
I couldn't stop my eyes from going wide. “You're gonna be a club girl?”
She nodded. “The men here are sexy as fuck. Is it a requirement to be hot in order to join this club?”
Chelsea laughed. “They also have huge egos to match their huge—”
“That's enough from you,” Op growled, taking her hand and dragging her away.
“Nice to meet you!” she called over her shoulder as they disappeared down the hall to Optimus’ office.
“Come on, I'll show you to your room before Op gives you the third degree about the rules,” Slider offered, taking her bag.
“We’ll catch up later?” she asked.
I nodded. “For sure.”
She gave me a little wave and bounced off after Slider.
Ham came through the door not a second later, holding a box. “Hey man, I picked up a package for you from the post office.”
I watched as Blizzard’s eyes brightened, taking it from Ham’s grasp eagerly.
“Watch the kids for a bit. Take them out to play or some shit,” he growled at the kid, not even bothering to wait for a reply before he grabbed my hand and started to pull me up the stairs. I wondered how heavy that box was because it wasn't slowing him down. He was determined.
