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“You’re a smart woman, Sage, but don’t push your luck,” Sonny warned. “Dante’s right. This is a dangerous situation, and we know best. We ain’t educated like you are, but we know how these things go down. We know about retribution.”
“I know that. But I don’t need this hyper macho playboy telling me what to do.”
This time, Sage, pushed her finger into Dante’s shoulder to make her point.
He grabbed her wrist with a grip that was just shy of painful, and he didn’t let go. They stared at each other in a stalemate, neither letting go, neither looking away. Sage’s pulse was racing as fast as his, the electric energy between them unleashing and filling Dante with a white hot need that burned everything else in its wake.
Sonny was right. They were in a dangerous situation.
And the war with Midnight Carnage was the least of it.
16
DANTE
The car ride home to Longford was torture.
Dante had finally, reluctantly, let go of Sage but his temper was still running hot. Not only that, but his heart had yet to stop racing, and his dick was so hard for Sage he was in danger of busting through his best pair of jeans.
And the only thing he’d done was touch her wrist.
Fucking hard-headed, willful, reckless woman.
Then he thought about would it be like if he got to touch more of her. All of her. He’d gotten a taste earlier when they’d kissed, and it was replaying in his mind like a dirty reel. Dante had a healthy sexual appetite, but the way he reacted to Sage? He’d never experienced anything like it. It wasn’t like his lust for other bitches. There was no drawn-out tension with the sweet butts, or lust so intense it felt like he needed to fuck more than his next breath. Or like an addict needing a fix. But that’s exactly what Sage did to him, and the feeling was unwelcome to say the least.
Dante’s body was shaking, but not from fear. Though, Sage had given him a healthy dose of that.
And he hated feeling this way, feeling anything at all. And especially for a woman that was so far from his normal type they may as well be from different planets.
Sage and Wyatt talked away in the back seat, while Sonny and Dante sat in silence.
He was tempted to turn around, but he resisted. This woman was making a fool out of him, whether she knew it or not, and he didn’t like it.
And now she’d be staying on the compound, under their watch, until they decided on the next course of action. Or until the Carnage crew attacked.
There would be no escaping her.
And the usual sweet butts and randos would have to wait. Unless…
“Let’s stop at Valley Girls on our way back,” Dante suggested.
“Really? You need to get laid now?” Sonny asked.
The chatter in the back seat quieted. Sonny glanced in the rearview mirror.
“Yeah, I fucking do,” Dante countered.
“The timing ain’t good, D. Sorry.”
“What if we’re on lockdown for weeks?” Dante grumbled. “And easy for you to say, you can get laid any fucking time you want.”
“I know.” Sonny flashed a rare grin.
“Fuck off,” Dante growled and stared out the window.
“As soon as things cool off, we’ll have a party. In the meantime, best get used to your hand.”
Wyatt snorted and Dante turned around to give him a death glare and a choice finger.
