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She nodded. “Ahhh, I can see that.” She had to push her crazy hair behind her ears again. “Do you happen to have a hair tie in here?”
He twisted to his back and reached for something on his nightstand. He came back around with a hair tie. “And no, before you even ask, that did not belong to Charlotte. It’s one of Liza’s or Shannon’s.” He clearly read her lip curl and hastily added, “And yes, I have changed the sheets since the last time the bitch let herself in my bed.”
She wasn’t sure she believed him. It didn’t stop her from twisting her hair into a messy bun on top of her head. “Is there anything else I need to know about last night?” Mentally crossing her fingers, she prayed that what he’d told her already was the worst of it.
“After you knocked Patty on her ass, her friend got in your face and you knocked her on her ass, too. That pissed off one of their guys, because he grabbed you by the arm and was yelling at you. I jumped between the two of you and knocked him on his ass so you wouldn’t have to.” The last part was a tease. She could see he was having a hard time holding back his laughter.
“Ha. Ha. That was awful big of you.”
“I thought so. I assumed it was all over, but they all got to their feet and came after us. Some other guy, who I guess was with them, thought he was going to take me down. While I was busy with him, you were busting a mug of beer over someone’s head. I turned around to see it was the other guy with Patty. Before they could try anything else, you threw another beer at some random guy minding his own business. That guy thought Patty’s guy did it and all hell broke loose. That’s when we all got the hell out of Dodge.”
Wow. Sounds like she had a very busy night. “So why did you bring me here instead of dropping me off at my house or my grandmother’s?”
“Because you are mine and this is where you belong. And I don’t know where your Grandma Martha lives.”
What? Did she hear him right? What the hell was he talking about? “I’m sorry, but I’m confused.”
What was going on? The last time they talked, he didn’t think she was old lady material and now all of a sudden he says she was his? Did someone slip something in her drink last night?
“I’m sure you are. We’re going to have that talk you’ve been avoiding since Sunday after I get the kids fed and off to school.”
The kids were here? Her eyes flew wide. She was freaking out. “Did they see me come here last night?” She had to have been a hot mess. She couldn’t believe Race would bring her drunk ass around his kids.
He sat up, the covers dropping dangerously low at his lap. She bit her bottom lip while she tried to figure out if he had a boner that was causing the covers to stand up like that or if it was just the way they naturally fell. “They were in bed when I got you back here.”
Thank God. She closed her eyes and her head fell back in relief.
“But your constant giggling had them coming out of their rooms.”
Her head immediately fell forward in abject humiliation. Damn Race for having so much fun at her expense.
The feel of his hand on hers drew her attention back to him. “It’s fine. They thought you were cute.”
“Seriously?” she shrieked. Was he really that stupid that he thought she’d believe for one second that his kids didn’t think she was no better than one of the women who hung around the clubhouse? Oh, God. How would she ever face them again?
“Come on. Get up. We’ll make breakfast with the kids then we’ll have our talk.” He threw back the covers and got up, revealing his naked ass. Sweet baby Jesus, the man was hotter than hell and he definitely knew how to play dirty. She looked down at herself and was relieved to find herself in another one of Race’s t-shirts. She should probably be upset that he’d seen her naked again, but decided she had enough to process as it was.
“I can’t go out there in nothing but your t-shirt.” She swallowed hard as she snuck another peek at his thickening erection.
“Fine.” He went to his closet and came back with a robe. “Here. Someone got this for me one Christmas. I’ve never worn it.” He waved it at her, clearly not giving up on the idea of her following him to the kitchen.
She got up and slipped the robe on, her eyes once again dropping to his dick. “Do you have any socks? My feet are cold.”
He found her a pair of socks and tossed them her way. “If you don’t stop staring at my dick, we’re going to have to fuck before we leave this room.”
“Well if you’d put it away, I wouldn’t be looking at it. It’s damn distracting,” she accused.
A noise from the kitchen pulled her out of her stupor. She glanced toward the door, her nerves starting to get the better of her. “Why can’t I stay in here and hide while you get your kids off to school?”
“No. You’re going to have to face them sooner or later.” Finally he pulled on a pair of sweats. “They already know you’re here. Might as well get the walk of shame over with.”
She screeched and threw his pillow at him. The one with her drool on it. “You’re having way too much fun at my expense.”
The man had the nerve to laugh at her. He pulled on a long-sleeved shirt and came to stand in front of her. He held his hand out. “Come on. It’ll be okay. They haven’t attacked any innocent people in a long time. Besides, the coffee is out there.” He tipped his head toward the door, in the direction of the kitchen beyond and the promise of caffeine.
“Ha. Ha.” She rolled her eyes and accepted his offered hand. “There better be lots of coffee.” He opened the door and led the way toward the kitchen. And his children. Halfway down the hall she stopped, tugging him to a stop. “What time is it anyway?”
“7:00.”
