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“What else could you possibly do that you haven’t tonight?”
The possibilities have me growing hot, and I wiggle my arse against his groin.
“You wanna find out?”
Looking at him over my shoulder, I grin. “I think I do.”
For the last few mornings, I’ve woken up, enjoying the first few seconds of bliss, knowing I’m not waking up in prison before reality hits. I’m bombarded with everything that happened last night.
Louis’s hands caressing every inch of my body. His lips setting fire to my skin anywhere they touched. The loss of all function when he was inside of me. It was quite literally the best night of my life. Rolling over, I find his side of the bed empty. Damn it! I should’ve known it wouldn’t last.
The clock reads just before seven. Maybe he had to go to work and didn’t want to wake me?
Shoving off the duvet, I climb out of bed, only to have my feet land on his jeans. Relief floods through me, but I worry that I shouldn’t be so happy he’s still here after all. I have so much going on without the added pressure of a guy in my life, but I really want to see where this goes. It’s been so long since I’ve felt desired, and there’s a huge part of me that needs that again.
He’s not in the bathroom as I pass. Quietly, I walk downstairs and find him in the kitchen, in his boxers, whisking eggs and frying bacon. A man who knows what he’s doing in bed and in the kitchen? This can’t be real—he can’t be real. Maybe I was knocked out in prison and this is all a dream?
I knew he had a lot of tattoos, but I was a little too preoccupied to get a good look at them last night. I see a few Road Wrecker insignias, a couple of skulls, some scripture, and a lot of blades. It’s all such dark stuff.
Clearing my throat, I say, “Breakfast smells good.”
He looks over his shoulder and smiles. “I was going to bring it up to you. If you’re awake this early, then I must not have worn you out enough.”
I take a seat at the table. “Well I’m here now, and you did wear me out. But years of being a mother, and spending two months in prison, you find you don’t have the luxury of sleeping in.”
Putting the bowl of eggs down, he comes over and kisses me. It doesn’t last long enough for my liking, but I smile when he steps back, licking my kiss from his lips. He’s completely unexpected, but not unwelcome.
“So what else can you do? There was last night, and now you’re cooking. What else should know about you?”
“You’ll get to know plenty soon enough. I noticed your back garden’s gotten a little out of control. I can have a couple of guys come round and mow the grass and sort out the weeds.”
“So gardening isn’t one of your things?” I can’t help the smile that spreads across my lips.
Setting the bacon onto the plates, he says, “I could mow the grass and pull the weeds, but that would take away from spending time with you.”
“So it’s a case of you could, but don’t want to?”
“Something like that.”
He dishes up the eggs and loads bread into the toaster. Everything I’ve learned about him so far, I like. The fact that he cooks, as well as makes me come harder than I’ve ever come before, I’m looking forward to learning everything else there is to know about him.
“I want to take you out for a ride today. It’s Sunday, so you don’t have work, right?”
“Right,” I murmur. “Wait… a ride? On your motorcycle?”
He laughs. “Unless you’d prefer to stay in and ride me again?”
My cheeks flame, but from somewhere I didn’t know existed, I say, “The day is long. A lot of riding can be done.”
His smirk spreads into a full-blown smile, and he turns back to butter the toast before I can see his dick hardening.
“You better eat. You’re going to need your strength today.”
And I do. We eat in silence, and I nearly trip over myself going for a shower when he washes the dishes. Fucks, cooks, and cleans. Who is this guy?
We rode along the coast, through the mountains, and circled back to town, which took up most of the afternoon. I see why he loves to ride. There were no troubles, no worries. Nothing followed us as the wind whipped around us, and the road disappeared below us.
I can see the appeal of the open road. But the best part is riding behind Louis, my arms wrapped around him, and knowing he hasn’t ridden with anyone else like this before. He told me I’m the first to ride with him, and after what we shared last night, it only makes me feel more connected to him.
Slowing down, he pulls over and climbs off, staying close as I remain seated on the bike.
He points off to a large set of gates at the bottom of the street. “Behind those gates is my club. I told you my life with them won’t mix with you, and it won’t. But I want you to know if you’re ever in trouble and you can’t reach me, walk through those gates and tell anyone who asks that you’re Pyscho’s girl, and every man in there will help you.”
A small flutter erupts in my stomach at hearing him refer to me as his girl. I don’t know what to say to him, so I nod and wrap myself around him when he climbs back on.
Before he starts the engine, I tell him, “Thank you for today. I’ve had a great time with you.”
“The day’s not over yet.”
And it wasn’t. Dinner, sex, a shower afterward, and more sex. Life is falling into place, and for once, I feel truly happy. The only thing that could beat this feeling is having Thomas home.
