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“Well, can you see everything in there? Can you see that I’m hopelessly in love with you?” I ask, turning around in his arms, and he stops joking immediately.
“What?” he asks.
I kneel and repeat myself, staring into his eyes so he knows I’m telling the truth.
“Armor. I didn’t expect any of this to happen with you, especially not this quickly, but I can’t deny it. I love you.”
He squeezes my thigh and puts a hand up to my chin, “I’m in love with you too, Jada. Every single part of you. Body and soul.”
I lean forward to kiss him, suddenly so overwhelmed with joy from hearing him echo the exact words that just came out of my mouth. I was nervous about telling him, but now I couldn’t be happier.
Happier or hotter for him.
I kiss him deeply, crawling through the space between us and straddling his lap. I’m happy I chose to wear a sundress because I don’t want to worry about getting through my clothes.
“Take me, Armor. Right now,” I whisper against his lips, and he lets out a soft grunt. His hands slide up my thighs, and he moves my panties to the side. I throw my head back and let the moonlight wash over my skin as he slips one finger inside of me, working me perfectly like only he knows how.
I lean forward again and make quick work undoing his pants and lifting only enough to push them down.
Suddenly, the air around us is sparking with sexual need. The slow, sensual movements from before are replaced with a desperate pulling off of clothes.
He yanks my dress over my head and lets my wild curly hair out of my hair tie. I’m already so wet for him that when he lines himself up with my slick folds, I simply lower myself down, and he slides right in.
“Ahh, fuck,” he grits out, holding me close.
We stay there on the deck under the moonlight, wringing every last bit of pleasure from each other.
Somehow this feels different. It feels like a new level of pleasure because of our admission of love.
I came here to see what life had in store for me and got the best surprise anyone could ever offer me.
Armor.
CHAPTERSIXTEEN
Armor
Holy fuck, today there’s been a serious change of events. It feels like yesterday we all found out Sunny and Ice were having a baby, and now they’ve been at the hospital for over a day. According to Jada, she’s been in labor for over twenty-four hours . . . and I don’t know how women do it. How the fuck do they endure that sort of pain for over a day? You think the doctor would’ve taken the baby by now, but they haven’t.
Archer woke up sick, so I’ve been manning the bar. Just because I have an officer position within the club doesn’t mean I won’t help whenever we need it. Jada’s been doing some content creation work on her laptop in our bedroom, but she said when she got finished with her work, she’d come down and help. She’s been up there for about six hours, so hopefully, she’ll come down soon. The dinner rush is going to be coming in at any minute, and while there are other brothers here, none of them enjoy being the barback.
“Hey there, sweetie pie!” a busty blonde woman says to me as she sits down directly in front of me. I’m keeping to myself, wiping the inside of a glass, so it dries fully.
“What’re you drinkin’?” I question the woman, and she smiles from ear to ear.
“What? Aren’t you gonna ask for my ID?” she twirls a finger in her hair and looks me up and down. I know exactly what she’s doing too. I’ve seen women like her do it a million and ten times. Not only is she ogling me like I’m a piece of meat, but she’s acting like she could be under twenty-one, which we both know is crap. She has to at least be in her forties. The crow’s feet around her eyes and wrinkles on her forehead are everything I need to know about her living an intense life.
Still, I put on my charm in the hopes she leaves a decent tip for the club. We split the tips here to put extra cash in each of our pockets. “Darlin’, you’re beatin’ me to the punch here. I was just about to ask you for that.”
“Well, here it is, and I’ll have a Mai Tai.” She hands me her ID, and I look at the birth year, confirming she is well in her forties.
“All right, I’ll get that whipped up for you,” I tell her as I go along the bar and get all of the ingredients for her drink. By the time I’m mixing it up, I spot Jada coming in from the back. Her hair’s pulled up in a tight bun on the top of her head, and she’s wearing a red top with dark jeans. She looks fucking beautiful, and I count myself as the luckiest man alive right now.
Jada comes up to the bar and sits a couple of barstools down from the woman I’m waiting on. I set her drink in front of her and tell her to let me know if she needs anything else. Meanwhile, Jada’s leaning across the bar, and I walk over to give her a smooch. The woman I was just waiting on a moment ago scoffs, and Jada looks over at her. “Do you have a problem or something?”
“Yeah, I’m just so sick of the guys who look like him always being taken. There aren’t any decent guys around anymore, that’s for sure.”
Jada presses her lips together in a frown. “I’m sure there’s someone out there for you. You just have to be open to looking for him. I’m Jada, by the way.” Jada scoots off the barstool and then goes over to where the woman is and shakes her hand.
