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“Did ye hear me, lass?”
He cups my face gently, holdin’ me so I can’t look away, but I don’t want ta. It’s like he’s readin’ my mind. It’s not the first time he’s done it. And I know it won’t be the last.
“Aye,” I whisper. “Ye know there’s no way ye’re gettin’ rid of me. I know what I want, and I’m not walkin’ away from it, Rebel.”
He laughs. It’s a calmin’ sound that vibrates through his chest and into mine. We’re connected, and I can’t stop the warmth that shoots through me at the thought of us takin’ things further.
“It’s been seven years, shinin’ star,” he says then. “And ye still haven’t walked away. Some people might think ye’ve lost yer mind.”
“Aye,” I agree. “I probably have. There’s no tellin’ what the future holds, Ronan.”
I say his real name, even though nobody else uses it. I know none of the brothers do. Racer and Monster sometimes call him Ro, but the rest all use his street name, and I’ve always respected that. But every now and then, I find myself wantin’ to connect with him on a different level, deeper. So I call him by it, and he doesn’t stop me.
I want ta be more than just another woman he brings home. Instead of a one night stand, I want ta be his forever. It sounds so stupid when I think about it, but it’s how I’ve felt fer so long now, and I don’t know anythin’ else.
“Good,” is all he says before he carries me into the clubhouse.
I can’t help the heat that rises on my cheeks when we pass by a few of the brothers who are whistlin’ at us. I see Miren smilin’ at me just before we disappear up the stairs, headin’ ta my bedroom.
I’ve been stayin’ in this same room since I was sixteen. Since Racer and Rebel saved me from the past that could have gotten me killed. I didn’t expect ta still be here seven years later, but I found a home and a family—two things I didn’t think I’d ever have.
We stop inside the room, and Rebel lowers me ta my feet. Then he cups my face in his large, strong hands and swipes his thumb over my lips. The tender touch sends heat sizzlin’ through me. It’s a reminder of just how much I want him. The need that’s taken hold of me is like a rope bindin’ me. I’m at his mercy.
“I didn’t want ta be the one ta kill him. Monster will do that,” Rebel confesses. “But I needed ta know he’s paid fer all the evil he’s done. When you went with him, I was so angry. I’m glad ye came back.”
“Do we have ta talk about this now?” I question, the desire in my urgent tone is evident, causin’ Rebel ta chuckle.
“Aye, sweet dove.” He kisses me fer a moment longer before speakin’ again, “I just need ye ta know before we take this step. I don’t want anythin’ gettin’ in our way once I’ve claimed ye.”
“There’s no need to explain, and no need ta claim me, since I’ve always been yours.” There’s no lie in my confession. It’s the feckin’ truth. I’ve loved him even before I knew what love was.
“Good.” Rebel steps back, and a shiver trickles down my spine. I’m sure he’s got somethin’ planned because his gaze glints with mischief and desire. “Get on the bed,” he orders.
For a moment, I pause before slidin’ onto the mattress as he instructed. Then sittin’ with my back against the headboard, I stare at him. Every part of him is toned. I can see his lean muscle and defined abs underneath his T-shirt as he moves.
“I want ta watch ye strip. Then I want ye ta lie back and show me what ye do when ye’re alone in yer room and thinkin’ of me,” he says softly before shruggin’ off his leather cut, and hangin’ it on the chair at my desk.
“What?” I squeak in surprise.
The idea of him seein’ any part of me makes me burn up with embarrassment. I know there’s no gettin’ around it, but I’ve never been naked in front of someone I truly cared fer before.
“I want ta see what ye do late at night in this room when ye’re imaginin’ what I’d do with ye,” he tells me as he tugs his T-shirt up and over his head.
“Rebel—”
“Do it, Callia. Take those shorts off and show me.”
When he looks into my eyes, there’s no longer a man watchin’ me but a hunter. He’s caught his prey, and I’m about ta be devoured.
I slip my denim shorts slowly down my legs before kickin’ them off onto the carpet. The corner of Rebel’s mouth tilts up into a smirk that causes hummingbirds to flutter in my belly.
