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“Good. Now, let’s go.” I let her waist go and take one of her hands in mine as I look to my brothers. “We’ll be back.”
“Wait, I’m coming too,” Pirate says, eyeing Gizmo. “I’m not being left here with that damn cat.”
Gizmo has his eyes on Pirate and makes a growling sound almost like a purr. Wrath sets the cat down and he moves straight to Pirate and swats at his jean covered leg.
“Fuck,” Pirate yells and jumps back. “See, he’s possessed.”
Nevaeh laughs, lets go of my hand, and moves to pick Gizmo up. “I’ll go put him in the room.”
“How about we all go to the surf shop?” Sabotage suggests. “I want to get something for Rocco while we’re here.”
“Sounds good.” I nod and wait for Nevaeh to come back out of the room. When she does, I smirk and shake my head because she also has her purse crossed over her body. “Ready?”
“Ready.”
* * *
“I don’t know,” Nevaeh says, holding up two one-piece bathing suits, both sexy as fuck and would still give her the security she needs.
“Sweets, just try them on. I’m betting they both will look damn good on you.” Hell, my cock is already liking the idea of seeing her in them. The sight of her in a bikini, though, I wish she’d wear that damn thing every day, all day.
“Okay.” She nods and goes in the dressing room. I lean against one of the sale racks and wait. A couple minutes pass before she opens the door with the first one on. “What do you think?”
I give her body a good look and lift my hand to tell her to spin around. She does and I bite back a groan. “Damn sexy, Sweets.” The black looks good on her, and the way it’s open in the back, covering only her ass, has me wanting to step into the dressing room and peel it off her in order to put my mouth between those legs of hers. The front dips low enough to show off her ample tits while still covering her stomach. “You’re getting that one.”
“I take it you like it.” She smiles.
“Damn straight, I like it. Hell, I fuckin’ love it on you.” I step close to her, leaving no space between us. “Doesn’t matter what you wear, Sweets, I’m gonna love it on you. No matter what. That being said . . . something like this,” I trail my fingers up her side and breast, “I’m really gonna love it. It’ll tease me and have me hard the entire time.”
“I’ll get this one then.” Her voice no more than a breath.
“Good,” I say just as quietly. “You can also get the other one. Just get dressed and we’ll get out of here and back to the house. Then we’ll get in the hot tub.”
The idea of getting her in the hot tub has images popping into my head. I’m looking forward to the possibilities of what’s to come, but tonight, I’m gonna have to be on my best behavior and not push my woman harder than she’s ready for. We still have to get up early in the morning to go handle business and meet with Romeo Cohen. Afterward, I’ll spend some more time on the beach with Nevaeh and hopefully get rid of my brothers for a while.
CHAPTERELEVEN
NEVAEH
Two days. We’ve been here for two full days since Maverick and I went to the surf shop and bought my new swimsuits.
During the first part of the day, I rode with him to meet with Romeo Cohen. I was at first partially starstruck. This I found Maverick didn’t like. In fact, he hated that I had to be anywhere near the man. I still don’t know why I’m here. How can my judge of character be something I can help with? I did help the guys when it came time to pick a property. Everything they’ve found so far was kind of crappy, but nothing they couldn’t fix up to make a beautiful home, even if to use for what they’re talking to Romeo about.
I still can’t believe the club will be helping the guy with his business, but I somewhat get it. Those people would need protection depending on their story. It also hits way too close to home for me.
In the past couple of days, I’ve thought a lot more about what I went through and how I haven’t contacted my family. God knows I miss them. All of them. I was a daddy’s girl, and I adored my big brothers, no matter how protective they tried to be. In the end, they weren’t able to save me. Not from the one person who was able to take me away.
I want to ask Pirate if he knows anything, but that means dredging up the past. Not that I can’t talk about it with Maverick. I could and know I can trust him with the truth. But if I ask Pirate about this person and what he knows, it could open a whole can of worms. As it is, I don’t want to take that chance. I have a good life now.
I shove the thought away and smile at the sight of Maverick running toward me. He decided to go for a run once we got back to the house after meeting with Romeo this morning. I figured I’d relax in my chair on the beach sitting close enough to the water it would touch my toes.
Watching Maverick, I shamelessly gawk at him, taking in every muscle, the way sweat beads his body. The way his sunglasses shield his eyes from the sun and the hat he’s got on backward. It’s something I’ve seen him do so many times before. But not like this.
I squeeze my legs together, feeling the ache I’ve felt more than a couple times in the past few days. Just the sight of him gets me feeling all needy, and I want nothing more than to have him take me to the room where he can have his wicked way with me. But I’m scared.
Maverick’s done nothing to push me further, though he kisses me . . . a lot. Sometimes he’ll run his hands along my body, but never touching me between my legs. As for my breasts, he traces the side of them with his fingers and strokes underneath.
With each touch, he drives me crazy.
