Page 9 of Gambit's Queen


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When the waiter returned with our drinks, I ordered for both of us.

“What do you think of the compound?”

“The building’s beautifully renovated. It has a lot of potential.”

“How long would it take you to outfit everything?”

“Everything, including rooms, suites, and the rest?”

“Yes.”

“If you’re in a hurry, I could manage the job in thirty days.”

“What do you need from me to get it done in that time frame?”

“Hire me and tell me what you want.” She gave me a cheeky grin. Her blue eyes sparkled with merriment.

“The budgets are in my office at the clubhouse. We can take a ride there after lunch?”

“Sure. I’d be happy too.”

“What brought you to N’awlins?”

“I needed a change of scenery.”

I saw pain and sadness flash in her blue eyes. They were pale, the color of the sky on a cloudless sunny day. The urge to kill whoever caused those feelings simmered in my blood. One day soon she would tell me. She’d trust me enough to share all her secrets. I didn’t plan on resting until I chased away the shadows in her eyes.

“Have you lived here all your life?

“My family is from Baton Rouge.”

“Only a couple of hours away. You must visit often.”

We’re a close family. Pops, Nola, and I had Sunday brunch together once a month. Papa or one of the other brass usually went along for the ride.

“We get together on Sundays for brunch. I’m headed that way in a few days. Care to ride along?”

Her eyes lit up before she frowned. “I wouldn’t want to intrude on time with your family.”

“My family will love you.” Yeah, cupid fucking smacked me upside the head with Thor’s hammer. Stormy Summer St. James was mine. She just didn’t know it yet. Food arrived before she could make any further objections. I was sure I’d found myself forever.

Conversation flowed easy between us as we enjoyed a meal of red and rice, fried catfish and hush puppies. She didn’t pick at her food or pretend she couldn't eat because it had too many calories, carbs or whatever women shouldn’t eat these days.

I paid the bill, leaving a generous tip before escorting her to my bike.

Now we’re on the road headed to the firehouse with her wrapped around my body. At this rate, he’d have a permanent zipper imprint on his cock. I loved every inch of her nearly six-foot frame and those curves. A man could get lost in those. While some brothers preferred their women on the petite side, I popped my first woody watchingXena.

Ito, our newest prospect, opened the gate. I parked in my spot by the door. We repeated the earlier process of disembarking the bike, only this time I stopped her after she took off my helmet.

“Turn around.”

She quirked a brow, turning her back to me. “I’ll have to get you a helmet that fits. This one’s too big.”

As I spoke, I loosened her braid, using one hand to comb through her hair. My long fingers slid through her silky blue hair. Without thinking, I twisted her hair up in my hand until I pulled it tight at the nape. She gasped as my nose nuzzled the flesh of her neck just below her ear. I inhaled, closing my eyes. The scent of honeysuckle and wildflowers washed over my senses. My moan echoed hers.

“Hey Prez, who’s the doll?”

Gambit growled at the intrusion, looking up to see Wizard with a shit-eating grin on his face.Fucking Wizard!!

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