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“Mine,” I whisper and the way her eyes soften as my cum fills her and her pussy milks me is all the answer I need.
It’s all I’ll ever need.
CHAPTER 9
ROBYN
Breakfast with Santa is a Mistletoe Creek tradition and one I haven’t missed since I moved here. It’s really holiday blasphemy to miss it. Who wouldn’t want to eat breakfast with the big guy two days before Christmas?
I always love how much love and holiday spirit surrounds everyone at the event. Then there are the kids who are practically beside themselves with excitement. I don’t blame them. Magical things can already happen over pancakes and then you add Santa to the mix? It’s practically guaranteed.
This year is a little different though because Tucker and his three club brothers are at breakfast with me and I’m on edge. Something is going on I don’t know about. For the last few days Tucker has been acting strangely.
It’s not like he’s pulling away from me, but he’s keeping something from me. Something that worries him and makes him hyper aware every time we’ve stepped outside of my apartment. I also haven’t seen as much of Chains, Brimstone, and Crucify. It’s not like we spent all day together or anything, but it’s been markedly less the last few days. If I do see them, it’s only one of them at a time and it’s brief.
It's strange and my gut has been in knots since I noticed the change in the guy’s behavior.
I try and push my worry away because there are a lot of things that haven’t changed. Tucker is still mounting his campaign to get me to agree to move to Seattle with him. Like in a few days. He’s still affectionate. He still gives me orgasms that have me seeing snowflakes dancing and Christmas lights twinkling in my vision.
Even though the guys have been keeping an eye out as we eat breakfast, they’ve kept the conversation light and teasing. It doesn’t assuage my worry the way they probably want it too and it does nothing for my suspiciousness. Not a damn thing.
Do they think I’m daft?
When I see Fern, Fawn, and Merry coming our way, I plaster a bright smile on my face. They have mischief written all over their faces and I don’t know if it’s because they’re going to embarrass me or the guys. If it’s the guys, it’ll be hilarious because these women might be up in years, but they don’t take any shit. Watching them bring some bikers down to their knees might be fun.
Now, if it’s me then I would rather not have that happen.
“Robyn,” Fern chirps as they reach me. I smile at her, but she’s not looking at me. None of them are. Fern has her gaze fixed on Tucker with a happy glint in her eyes while her best friends are eyeing the other three hulking men who look out of place at a Santa-centric event. “It’s so good to see you,” she adds absently.
“Good morning, Fern.” I tease her, “Did you get a chance to tell Santa what is on your wish list this year?”
When her eyes meet mine, she winks before waving her hand dismissively. “No need. We already got what we wanted this year.”
“Speak for yourself,” Merry grumbles, her eyes fixed on Brimstone like he’s a five-course meal and she is starving. “I should have asked forhimto be under my tree wearing nothing, but a bow wrapped around his,” she’s cut off by Fawn elbowing her and hissing something under her breath.
Brimstone turns bright fucking red, and I can’t help but burst out laughing. “I don’t think Santa delivers men, Merry,” I poke a little fun at her. “It would make the sleigh too heavy.”
“Christmas magic,” she breezes with a wave of her hand before licking her lips.
“My word,” Fawn huffs before grabbing Merry and Fern and starts to drag them away. “Bye, Robyn,” she calls out over her shoulder, “Merry Christmas.”
The two women fight her hold, but then call out similar sentiments to me when they realize they aren’t going to win. I return it and then bite my lip as I look at Brimstone whose shoulders are curled in on himself like he’s trying to be small.
“You could do a lot worse than Merry,” I tell him with a straight face.
Brimstone’s eyes soften when he looks at me in a way that reminds me of my dad, and a pang of longing hits me hard. “I’m sure that’s true, but I have a feeling she might be too much for me,” he says with a slight pout on his face.
We all laugh together before chatting as we finish up breakfast. The guys are still on alert, but some of the tension has been broken. I’m thankful for it, but I still want to know what the hell is going on.
After leaving breakfast and saying goodbye to the guys, I walk through my apartment door with Tucker right behind me. I can feel his eyes on my ass, but the whole sex on a candy cane thing he has going on is not going to deter me from getting answers.
The moment the door is closed behind him, I whirl around, my finger meeting his chest as I narrow my eyes. He throws his hands up in surrender, his voice wary, “What’s up, Temptress?”
“Don’t you ‘Temptress’ me,” I snarl. “I want to know what is going on and why you and your brothers have been on edge for the last few days.” He opens his mouth and before he says a fucking word, I know he’s going to deny it. I shake my head and make a sound of disgust in the back of my throat. “Don’t even try it. I have a right to know.”
His hands shoot out and wrap around my hips. When he hauls me against his chest, the warmth of him instantly soothes some of my raw edges. Damn him. I do lock my knees and hold my back straight, barely stopping myself from melting into him.
When I don’t relax against him, he sighs and kisses the top of my head. His voice is rough as he promises, “I’m going to always keep you safe, Robyn.”
