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“When was I supposed to tell you? We’ve hardly spent any time together. At the lake, you took off. I never thought I’d see you again. Then last weekend was a whirlwind of sex. Amazing sex,”—she bit her bottom lip, blushing the prettiest shade of pink—“but when Storm? When you left Monday morning, I expected to hear from you, but it’s been five days and not one call or text. You’re such an asshole.” She shook her head. “When was I supposed to tell you?”
She was exactly right. It appeared we needed to do more talking and less sex. Another time, though. First, I wanted her to officially meet my brothers.
“You’re right, baby.” I pressed my body against hers, brushing my hand over her hip and up to her waist.
“I am?” Her pretty mouth popped open in surprise. I went in for the kill, kissing her like I’d been lost in the desert, dying of thirst, and only she could replenish me.
Her tongue curled with mine, hands gliding up my abs, over my chest, and to my neck. Her nails did their little thing at my nape. I shivered and turned hard as granite.
I pulled away, cradling her face in my large hands, and stared into her baby eyes.
“You’re the first woman in my life I’ve slept with. Not talking sex. We slept together, cuddling and spooning. I’ve never done that with women before. You mean something to me. I care about you, and when I knew Hunters were in the same building as you and I couldn’t protect you myself, I lost it, baby. I fuckin’ lost it.”
Her pretty eyes softened and filled with understanding. “And then, Dane appeared.”
“I’ve hated him for years.”
“I’m not surprised. I can’t stand him either.”
I crushed my lips to hers again. When she kissed me back just as eagerly, my mind was made up. I was never letting her go. I felt like shit for not calling her. I’d known what I wanted, and it was her, but I’d been too damn afraid to admit it.
“I want you to meet my brothers. Officially,” I said against her mouth, nibbling and licking her lips. “You okay with that?”
“Yes, if you’re sure. No more games, Storm. No more ghosting me. I won’t be so forgiving the next time.”
Damn this woman was fierce. I’d clearly met my match.
“There won’t be a next time. I wasn’t playing games. I want you.”
She considered me a long, intense second. “What will you do with me afterward?” The flirty lilt in her voice made my spine tingle. There were about a dozen different things I wanted to do.
I dropped my face to the curve of her neck, pecking light kisses on her skin. I breathed in her soft scent and mumbled, “Take you to my bed.”
“To sleep?”
“Baby, you know better than that… to fuck.”
“Maybe we should talk first.”
“We’ll talk after we’ve fucked.”
She giggled. “So, bossy.”
I hugged her tightly, exhaling a sigh of relief. Madeline was mine.
All mine.
24
Madeline
Storm’s brothers were decent and didn’t ogle me too much. Well, Lynx and Hero did a little. Wolf, the guy Storm called “Russian giant,” had given me a short nod, then hung back. Well, as much as a ginormous man could, standing taller than all the other guys in the room. He was a giant for sure. The SAA was Hero.
I remembered Track and Lynx from The Bullet the night I met Strom. Lynx talked more than the other guys. He was the club’s treasurer and managed The Bullet.
Track studied me a lot with what felt like a critical eye. He was introduced as Storm’s best friend and road captain. I was most concerned about Track liking me.
It was easy to see these guys respected Storm, even when joking around like brothers. Storm wasn’t much of a jokester. Especially when they flirted and complimented me on my “toned legs and sexy boots.” I liked his possessiveness.
