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“Me too.”
My smile grew, and I hugged him tighter. He pressed a kiss to my skin, then moved his arms and cupped my face with both hands. His eyes moved all over my face as if he was once again searching for something, and when he was pleased with what he saw, he leaned in and kissed my lips.
I melted into him, feeling my heart beat loudly in my chest. The man I had always wanted to notice me was kissing me in ways I had always dreamed of, and while I thought his interest in me would soon wear off, I couldn’t be further from the truth.
I opened my mouth to let him in, and he slid his tongue inside, letting it curl around mine. A small moan escaped me, and I fisted his flannel tightly in my hands.
He tilted his head to the side to deepen the kiss, and after plunging his tongue inside one more time, he pulled back to look at me again.
“I missed these lips,” he murmured, his gaze dropping to my mouth.
I smiled and moved my hands from his back to his chest, feeling the leather cut and his patches under my skin. “Are you okay?” I asked, needing to hear him say that he’s alright.
“Yeah, I’m fine. There’s been some rough shit the guys and I saw when we were out there but we got it all under control.”
I studied him. “Did you meet with Bruno and his men?”
His face immediately fell, and he scowled at me. “That’s none of your business, Remedy.”
Of course it wasn’t. I sighed, then smiled tightly. “I know. I’m sorry. I’m just happy you’re back.”
He gave a quick nod, still upset about me asking about his trip. I didn’t believe Jagger back at the hospital when he said Fender went to meet up with Bruno, and now having Fender keep his whereabouts from me only strengthened my belief that he was nowhere near the Shovel Heads MC the past couple of days.
I decided to let it go. Whatever they had been doing, they clearly handled it without anyone getting hurt.
Fender let go of me and turned back to the coffee he was preparing for himself. He reached for the sugar in one of the cupboards, and I walked over to the fridge to grab something to eat. “Did you eat breakfast yet?” I asked.
“Yeah, back at the diner on our way home.”
Okay. That’s good. There wasn’t enough food at the house anyway.
I grabbed the last Greek yogurt and whatever berries were left from the fridge, then went to sit down to eat.
Fender poured coffee for me as well and came to sit down next to me at the table. I thanked him, then we sat there in silence while I ate my yogurt and he sipped on his coffee.
“Are you leaving to go to the club after this?”
He cocked a brow at me. “After this?”
“Yes. I mean…did you want to stay here once we’re done?”
“Are you trying to get rid of me?” He actually looked hurt. Why was he so fragile today? Or was this just another side of his possessiveness I hadn’t had the pleasure to meet yet?
“No, I’m just not…” I frowned as I tried to find the right words. “I’m not used to this. You coming over and us just hanging out. But I’d love for you to stay and hang out.”
His scowl turned into a smirk. “Yeah?”
I nodded. “Of course.”
“And you think we’d just behanging outlike friends do?”
I shrugged this time. “I don’t…I don’t know what we are so I’m not sure iffriendsis the right word.”
“It’s not.”
Okay.
Noted.
