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I snort out a laugh as Novah and Nash walk ahead of us. “No, but I think there’s a lot I could learn from her… I think we could be good friends.”
Reaper chuckles, opening my car door. “Fuck… just what I need. All right, we have one more stop before heading to the airport. You think the kids are gonna make it?” he asks.
I glance at Novah, who’s busy typing away on her cell like she’s deep in a texting conversation with someone, then I glance at Nash, who is probably studying the latest stock market information on his cell, and I snort out a laugh. “I think they’ll manage.”
Reaper leans in, all leather and booze, and presses his bearded lips to mine. Smiling against him, my fingers running up into his short hair, I kiss him like I mean it.
“Ewww, gross, mooom!” Novah calls out.
I chuckle against Reaper’s lips, then pull back. Watching Novah, she makes the vomit sign with her finger in her mouth as Nash rolls his eyes while jumping in the back of the car.
“C’mon, kids. One more stop, then we head home,” Reaper states.
“Thank God. I have an exam to study for,” Nash mumbles to himself.
Novah shoves his shoulder. “You’re such a nerd.” She snorts.
Reaper watches me sliding into the passenger seat with a grin. I shake my head, knowing exactly what he’s thinking because I am thinking it too.
Maybe a little ‘Mile High Club’ action might be on the cards.
Reaper winks, closing my door before heading to the driver’s side. Then he starts the car, and we’re off.
“Where are we headed, another club thing?” I ask as he takes off into the Hollywood Hills.
“Not this time. This is more personal. I want you guys to meet someone from my past while we’re here in Los Angeles.”
Raising my brow, I shrug. “I feel like there’s a lot of people in your past, Reaper.”
He grins, side-eyeing me, then turns to keep his eyes on the winding road ahead. “You tryin’ to say I get around, baby?”
Snorting out a laugh, I lean over, resting my hand on his thigh. “If the shoe fits.”
He chuckles.
“You’re lucky we’re nearly there, or I might have to pull over and teach you a lesson.”
Novah makes another round of gagging noises in the back seat.
“Sorry, Novah, we’ll try to tone it down for you.” I turn back to look at my daughter, who rolls her beautiful blue eyes.
“You never talked like this with Dad—”
“Because Dad never paid her any attention, brat. Leave Mom and Reaper alone. Let them enjoy their new romance,” Nash states
I raise a brow, glancing at Reaper, who tilts his head.
“Thank you, Nash,” Reaper replies.
Novah shoves Nash in the arm. “Suck up!” she mumbles under her breath.
“He’s the president of an outlaw motorcycle club, Novah, and his two sons, who are now our stepbrothers, are also in that club… so, yeah, I’m not getting on their bad side. I happen to like my limbs where they are,” Nash states, his face still buried in his cell.
Reaper chuckles. “We wouldn’t hurt your limbs, Nash. If you piss me off, we’ll simply kill you and be done with—”
“Reaper!” I growl.
Nash drops his cell to the floor of the car in shock, his face turning pale white.
