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All of it.
I don’t.
In fact, I really like it. Then he says something else, and my entire body stiffens. “I took care of your mother and brother. They even sneeze in your direction, you tell me, and I’ll remind them of today.”
My eyes widen, and I suck in a breath, holding it as I stare at him. I don’t know what that means. What did he do? But instead of asking him, I just stare at him, unable to speak. That’s when he bursts out laughing and drops to the side of the bed, this time in laughter instead of anger.
Turning to face him, I am very aware of my nakedness, but I’m also so shocked by his words that I can’t do anything about it, so I continue to just stare at him. He also continues to think that this is funny when I’m not sure I do.
“I just went to their house. Scared them. I didn’t do anything, even though I really wanted to.”
“You did that?” I ask. “For me?”
He hums, reaching out to wrap his fingers around the side of my throat, his eyes focused on mine. They’ve returned to their pretty blue color, and I don’t know why, but that makes my heart slam against my chest. They’re so gorgeous, and he’s just so damn beautiful.
“Yeah, Shawn. I did that for you. You’ll see that I’ll do a hell of a lot more for you, too. Just wait. You know why?” he asks.
I hold my breath. I can’t speak. My eyes fill with wetness again, except this time, it isn’t from an epic orgasm. It’s from this epic man across from me.
“Because you’re worth it.”
My heart stops.
My breath stops.
The entire world stops.
Oh my god.
“Now, let’s go have some beers, and you can meet my brothers officially. Right now, they just think of you as the cupcake girl.”
I think about the people having sex when I walked down there the last time and my nose wrinkles. He lets out a laugh, no doubt understanding my nose wrinkle.
“Gonna have to get used to it, sweetness.”
“That Poison woman explained things to me, something I didn’t really care for.”
Wrong.
Thing.
To.
Say.
Elvis sits straight up, his eyes widening, and his expression is… wild. “She did what?” he growls.
“Poison explained things. How she’s a clubwhore and she is available to you and everyone else, and there’s nothing that I can do about it.”
Reaching for the sheet, I pull it up my chest as he throws his legs over the side of the bed and stands. I watch as he grabs his jeans sans underwear and pulls them up, only zipping the zipper. Then he grabs the leather vest from the hook on the wall and pulls it on over his bare chest.
I’m mesmerized by the bare chest for a moment and stare speechlessly at his dark tattoos and muscles… so many muscles. Shaking my head, I try to get myself out of the stupor that his sexy body put me in, and I reach out for him, grabbing his belt loop before he walks away.
He stops, turning his head and tipping his chin as he looks down at me. “Babe?” he asks.
“What’s wrong?”
He turns to face me fully and crosses his arms over his broad chest, dipping his chin to look down at me. “She doesn’t talk to you. In fact, she doesn’t exist to you, do you understand me?”
