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“Hey, it's alright,” she says, her fingertips coaxing my face back to hers. She places a soft kiss on my lips. “To be continued.”
I chase her lips when she pulls away. “Count on it, baby.”
I reluctantly put her on her feet, letting her body slide down mine. Reaching over her, I snag the handle and drop the blinds back down. “Can you imagine if he came ten minutes later and saw you sitting on my face?”
Out of the corner of my eye, I see her eyelids drop and her lips part.
“Can you imagine,” she says quietly.
27
NOVA
I adjust my hat,spinning it to face backward as I walk inside the clubhouse. I haven't been in here since that night all that shit went down.
Fuck me, that feels like ages ago.
Quince pops his head out of his room, holding out his hand to do the bro handshake. “Hey, man. Haven't seen you all week.”
I jerk my chin in greeting. “Yeah, man. Been busy.”
His grin gets a little leering and nods a few times. “Been busy with your girl, I get that, man. She's a nice—”
I plant my hand in the middle of his chest and lock eyes with him. I feel the violence simmering as I glare at him. “If you have any common sense left in that head of yours, you'll shut your fucking mouth about my girl. Yeah?”
He raises both palms up. “Yeah, man. I got you.”
I shove him a little. “Good. Don't fucking forget it.”
Some bunny calls for him from inside his room, and I leave him to it. I find Silas in the kitchen, standing on one side of the island, arms braced on the counter. He lifts his head when he hears the scuffle of my boots on the floor.
“What's up that you couldn't wait until later to tell me?”
He shakes his head. “Bane'll be here any second. I don't want to repeat myself.
I sigh through my nose and pull out a chair at the table along the wall. I sink into it and look around the room. “Who's with Hunter? I watched Evangeline leave.”
“Yeah, he's with Ma for a little bit. She had us over tonight, a night-before-surgery dinner.”
I fold my arms over my chest. “Is it just me or is she taking this a little too easily?”
Silas shakes his head. “Maybe. She told me she's made it through far scarier situations than, and I quote, a little shoulder pain.”
I scoff. The woman is never fazed by violence or blood or debauchery. I shouldn't be surprised that she isn't scared of surgery.
Bane strolls in, stopping in the middle of the room. “What's up?”
I shrug and jerk my head toward my brother, pushing back to balance the chair on two legs. “Ask him. He pulled Evangeline off of me to drag me in here.”
Bane's head whips to Silas. “You put your hands on her?” His voice is sharp enough to cut flesh from bone, a shimmer of something brutal in the air around him.
Silas pushes off the counter, his chest puffing up as his face smooths into a scowl. “Are you fucking kidding me, Bane? Of course not.”
Bane exhales, and it's like someone let the air out of a tire. I see him visibly relax. He shakes his head a little. “You're right. Sorry. I'm just a little fucked up from the possible break-in at Evangeline's the other day.”
The front two legs of the chair slam down. “What possible break-in?”
Bane rolls his shoulders back and pulls out a chair across from me. “The one from the other day. A second one. Maybe.”
