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We’d both made it abundantly clear what our expectations of this weekend were—three days of fucking before I rode off into the sunset. My fists curl as I grit past the rage feeding into bad ideas.
I lock gazes with my doppelganger and offer up the only reply I can think of to his silent challenge. “I have no doubt that all of you together could take me down. But I’d go down fighting.” I war with myself to relax. “That isn’t what I am getting at. If I get word you all are pulling this shit again, I’ll be back. But the next time I ride out, it’ll be with Kandy on the back of my bike. And I won’t be bringing her back here.”
Theo snorts. “Like Kandy would ever leave here.”
I arch a brow at him and grin. “I don’t know about that, Theo. I can be awfully convincing.”
My words hang between us and I can see the truth dawning on all of them.
I grin as I meet their eyes in turn and the truth settles over the room. I made my point loud and clear.
Thinking about how to celebrate my victory, my gaze skates over the brawny guy who stood up to me. He returns my stare, and damn if I catch a small flicker of satisfaction looking back at me.
Miracles happen.
I won, but I also admitted I will be leaving. Now all I can think of is how once I do, he’ll still be here. And now Kandy has an idea of exactly what she’d been missing in a man.
Fuck me.
Chapter Eight
Kandy
At the sound of the kitchen door swinging on its hinges, I look up from the pancake in front of me. I expect to see Ted coming in to hurry me along. The dining room has been gratifyingly quiet since I made my exit, but I don’t expect it to last very long.
My neighbors are not known for their patience, or after today, their manners. I figure they’ve gotten over their fascination with my love life now that their tummies are growling.
But it isn’t Ted coming in through the swinging doors.
Nope.
It’s Ry stalking my way. The swinging door closes behind him with athunk, and he stops his prowl only long enough to engage the lock.
“You have a thing about locks, huh?” I tease.
By the possessive and hungry look in his eyes I bet he’s probably not in the mood for teasing.
“What’s—?”
Before I get another word out, he presses up behind me, moving my body sideways until instead of facing the grill, I am beside the window that peeks out into the dining room. His hard body crowds me, and before I have a chance to figure out what he is up to, he flips up the hem of my skirt. With a hand on my back he guides me forward until I am leaning over the counter, my ass in the air.
“Ry?”
“Shh, baby, just follow my lead.”
His hushed command has me wet and ready for whatever he wants to do to me. His large hand travels up the back of my smooth thigh until it rests on my panty-covered ass cheek.
“Wh-what are you doing?” I turn my head to gaze over my shoulder and what I see has my heart stopping.
Pure awe and reverence shines in Ryder’s eyes as he takes in the view of my body.
“Staking my claim, sweetheart,” he growls lowly.
Claim?
His?
Okay.
