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“Stormy, I want you to rest. I promise after you get some rest, I’ll ravish you. Hell, I might pounce on you the moment you open your eyes. Hmm. Or wake you up, licking that pretty pussy of yours.”
“You're not helping.” She moaned.
I chuckled. “Sorry.”
“If you weren’t so fucking hot, this wouldn’t be an issue,” she said sleepily.
Her body is relaxing against mine. I bit my lip and took a few deep breaths to keep from laughing. Fuck, my woman was adorable.
“I’ll try to cool down my hotness.”
I heard her chuckle before her breath became even. We sat in the tub, with her sleeping on me, until the water began to cool. I wanted her body to reap the benefits of the soak even if she was too tired to stay awake. Now the question was how did I get her up without waking her?
Gently, I lifted her forward enough to maneuver up onto my knees. Once there, I arranged Stormy in a bridal style carry. She shifted, murmuring before falling back to sleep. My poor bébé is exhausted. Both emotion and adrenaline sapped the body's energy. She’d been through both in less than an hour.
I got to one knee before standing and stepping out of the tub. The towels lay folded nearby. With great care, I shifted Stormy just enough to snag one towel. When we got to the bed, I set her on the edge, leaning her against my body before laying down the towel. I picked her up, moving her enough to lay her on the towel. Hurrying back to the bathroom, I grabbed another towel. They were soft and shouldn’t bother her while she slept. It seemed the easiest way to dry her without waking her. After I arranged the other towel on top of her, I pulled the covers up to her neck. I tucked the bottom under her feet and put extra pillows next to her. Several times I’ve found her fast asleep, curled around my pillows. Covered up to her chin. Blankets tucked under her feet.
I sent off a few quick texts before shutting the bedroom door and walking through the suite. Earlier, I’d texted Cosmo to be on alert. I wanted him to stay with Stormy while she slept. Of all the prospects he has the most special forces training. Cosmo’s also the closest to being patched. He earned that name by getting drunk and doing Kramer impressions one night. Not a week after becoming a prospect, we’d given him a night off. He’d been that damn impressive.
A soft triple tap let me know he’d arrived. I opened the door and waved him in.
“She’s asleep. Keep her safe.”
“With my life, brother.”
I gave him the one-armed bro hug and stepped out into the hall.
Chapter 44
Stormy
Iwoke up feeling refreshed. Gambit wasn’t here. I wasn’t surprised. He was in church or hunting for Ty. After a quick bathroom stop, I got dressed for brunch. A quick check of my phone showed quarter till eleven. Brunch was in three hours. We wanted to give the partiers time to recuperate. In fifteen minutes, the prospects would start serving bloody beer. Think bloody Mary but with beer. It helped with hangovers. Red swore by it.
I had ten minutes to get dressed and get to the bar. Obsessed much? Not me. Cut off jean shorts that covered my cheeks, a sexy red tank top and kick ass ankle boots. These were a gift from Gambit. The boots ended two half inches above my ankles. Made of black leather with two straps. One went across my ankle while the other went across the top of my foot. Both secured with silver buckles. They had thick lug soles and chunky heels. If a porn shoe and a combat boot had a sexy baby. That baby was my boots. I loved them.
After washing my face. I applied skin care products, mascara, and pink lip gloss. Tucking the gloss into my pocket, I grabbed a short sleeve half-sweater. The weave was loose knit. It would add extra warmth when I needed it. Without being too hot. I was quickly adapting to the New Orleans weather. Thank Goddess for Google.
