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“No. I’m usually more careful. I don’t really want to bring up other women when I’ve got the only one who matters to me here in my bed, but the club girls get tested periodically. It’s a rule. I’m a no glove, no love man with them, though.”
“Good to know.”
“Still freaking out?”
“Not as much.”
“Then what is it?”
“I’m not currently on any form of birth control.”
He brushes my hair back, stroking my cheeks as he stares at me intently.
“Where do you see this going, babe?”
“I don’t know.”
“I’ll impart on you the direction I plan on this heading. If you got pregnant, that wouldn’t be a hardship. I want a future with you. I told you I’m not dicking around. I like you. Know that you’re a good woman. I like that a fuckuvalot. And tonight proved I was right about you. Fucking worth the wait and yeah, I could spend the rest of my life inside you.”
He’s making it hard not to fall in love with him. Last time I fell fast and hard, I got burned.
Scorched.
Turned to dust.
I enter my house, hoping that it’s early enough that Kiesha is still at her sister’s. Prodigy wanted to come in, but I need to shower and swing by work to check on the new hire. Murder, Prez of Royal Bastards MC, has a sister who has a shelter for battered and abused women and children. Recently, she reached out to me about helping one of the women under the care of her center.
Considering my own history with domestic violence, I recognized there was no way I could turn Marie away. She’s a young, single mother who could use a hand up in the world. I’ve been there more than once in my life. That’s why I wanted to open the daycare offering around the clock hours to help cater to working mothers in need of affordable but trustworthy care for their children. I don’t know how many times I lost jobs because I couldn’t be flexible with the hours I was available to work due to not always having adequate care for my girls.
“Mom? Is that you?”
Crap. The last thing I want is either of my girls seeing me do a walk of shame the morning after, like a slut with no underwear on. I knew I should have gone barefoot before I came through the door. The sound of my boots is a dead giveaway and so was the roar of Prodigy’s motorcycle growling through the neighborhood to drop me off. I can only imagine what my neighbor thought of me rolling up on the back of a Harley with half of my bare ass on display.
Shit. I forgot to give back his hooded sweatshirt.
Not that I’m in a hurry to return it. The black cotton smells like him. Woodsy and inviting.
“There you are,” Kimber says, peeping around the corner from the kitchen. “Nav took Kiesha to get donuts. Prodigy sent a text before he brought you home.” She grins big.
I don’t know whether I want to choke them all or be touched that he was that thoughtful.
“I want all the details before they get back. I’ve already got a coffee waiting.”
“I love you, but we are so not having this conversation.”
“Why? I’m an adult who lives with her man. You’re a grown woman who had a smoking hot night for the first time in the history of forever.”
She’s not wrong. “I’m your mother.”
“Get your ass in this kitchen,” Pam hollers.
I glare at Kimber, and she giggles while reaching for my hand.
“I’m going to kill you,” I mouth the threat at her.
Entering the kitchen I find Pam leaned over the breakfast bar inhaling a cup of coffee. Knowing they won’t leave me alone until I allow this ambush to play out, I kick off my boots and take up a stool. Kimber hands me a steaming mug and my favorite caramel creamer.
“Stop staring at me,” I snap at the pair of them.
