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He hummed and rubbed the pad of his thumb over my lower lip. My breath hitched in my throat. “Good girl,” he murmured. Ovaries? Gone. “And you’re moving in here so you can’t slip out on me or even attempt to. Clear?”
Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God.
My little abandoned, longing-for-love soul was weeping with joy.
“Clear,” I rasped.
He slid his hand down so it wrapped around my neck, and he slowly backed me to the bed. I trembled. “Now, it’s only six-something in the morning, and you look like you haven’t slept a fuckin’ wink.” The back of my knees hit the mattress, and he gently pushed until I sat down. I swallowed thickly, my throat bobbing against his rough palm. “You’re going to sleep. And when you wake up, your things will already be in here. You’re to put them away in the drawers and closet space that will be cleared for you. Got it?”
I nodded my head. He walked over to his dresser and grabbed out a t-shirt before tossing it to me. “Change into that, then go to sleep.”
With that, he slipped into his bathroom, closing the door behind him. My hands trembled as I grabbed his shirt from my lap.
Blink had no idea how deep my insecurities and my abandonment issues ran. He had me—hook, line, and sinker. I wasn’t fucking going anywhere—not until he eventually tossed me out.
I was done for. And if he kept on, the day he let me go might kill me.
6
Blink
Lindsey was asleep when I got out of the shower, her lips slightly parted and her blonde hair splayed out over the pillow. She looked so damn beautiful, it almost brought me to my knees. I wasn’t affected by much of anything anymore. Most of the time, I kept my emotions locked away. But this woman brought them out of me so easily.
When she’d said she was quitting, something inside of me had snapped. I’d felt like I was going to lose my mind. The thought of her leaving and me never seeing her again? Shit, even now it felt like my chest was caving in. Like there was a gaping hole in my soul where she was supposed to reside.
Involving a woman in my life was dangerous and could only lead to potential problems, but I couldn’t let her go. I was selfish—sue me. Ineededher. And I wasneverletting her go. She was trapped here, even if I had to eventually handcuff her to my bed for the rest of my life.
I wasn’t a good guy. I would never pretend to be. I just hoped that my obsession with her wouldn’t lead me to do crazy things.
After getting dressed, I walked over to the bed and leaned over it, pressing a kiss to her forehead. Then, I slipped from the room and headed down the stairs. Eric, the boy from last night, was eating a plate of scrambled eggs and bacon, and he was wearing clothes that actually fit him this time rather than mine.
Fuck, the boy was skinny as hell. I had no idea what he was going through, but I hoped shit got better for him soon. Lindsey had done the right thing by bringing him in and giving him a safe, warm place to rest his head. I’d been an asshole for yelling at her about it.
I’d just been blindsided by having a stranger in my clubhouse.
“I put the clothes I wore last night in the washer,” he told me. “I tried to wear mine from yesterday, but Carter threw them in the trash.” He frowned.
I chuckled. “Probably were no good then.”
“I bought him a few sets of clothes,” Carter announced as he came out of the kitchen, holding a mug of coffee. “I put them in the room he was staying in last night. Figured he could come here and have shit to wear if he ever finds himself on the street again.”
Eric just stared down at his plate, the muscle in his jaw ticking. The boy was struggling to cope with having somewhere to turn to. I understood it. Hell, we all did.
I shrugged at Carter. “Sure. Whatever.” I looked at my watch. “I need to head out.”
Carter frowned at me over his mug of coffee. “Sure you don’t want one of us to ride with you?” They didn’t like it when I headed alone to an exchange, but we knew these guys. Nothing was going to happen. I was safe.
I shook my head. “I’m good. I’ll be back in a couple of hours.” I looked at Eric. “You’re welcome to stay as long as you need so long as you abide by my rules and you treat everyone with respect. Clear?”
“Clear,” he grunted. “And uh, thanks.”
I nodded once, grabbed my bike keys off the hook on the wall, and headed outside.
I shook Brian’s hand once he got off his bike and walked up to me. He was the first person I started doing business with, and he used his connections to help me get my own club off the ground. I would always be grateful to the Chaos Destroyers MC for the help they had lent me, even if they were working on pulling out of the business.
And because Brian trusted me and my club so much, he was slowly working on transferring all of his connections to me. I was grateful for it.
“You doing good, brother?” he asked.
