Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
“I did,” she confirmed.
I padded into Grey’s bedroom and flopped onto the mattress to stare up at the ceiling. “Gah! I can’t believe we’ve only been apart for like four days and so much has happened.”
We filled each other in on the new men in our lives, laughing over how similar they acted with us. My eyes widened when she said, “I swear, there must be something in the water here at the compound. All the guys are the same with their women.”
“It’s so hard for me to picture you living in a motorcycle club.” I shook my head with a laugh. “Your dad must’ve freaked out when he realized he basically handed you over to a biker on a silver platter.”
“Not just me, Kiara too.” Hearing her talk about the sister she’d just discovered she had was so weird. “But it wasn’t as though he could really say anything after what he did. To us, and even worse, to Rom. My dad was willing to send him to prison for a crime he didn’t commit.”
“Yeah, that would definitely make it hard for him to try to tell you what to do.”
“Unfortunately for you, I don’t see your mom biting her tongue when it comes to you and Grey.” She laughed so hard she snorted. “I can’t even picture her stepping one of her Louboutin-clad feet inside the clubhouse.”
“Neither can I,” I murmured. “Not that she’s likely to notice what’s going on in my life when she rarely does. Or that she’d even ever have a reason to visit me in a place I might never be.”
“Might never be?” she echoed. “Whatever. I’m sure your butt will be here as often as mine will since the guys spend a lot of time at the clubhouse.”
I pressed my nose into Grey’s pillow to pull his scent into my lungs. “But it’s different with us. He hasn’t given me a vest like Cash did with you, so it’s not as though I’m officially his or anything like that.”
“Yeah, but we’ve been at the compound while you’ve stayed at his place. Maybe he just hasn’t had the chance to get yours from Mac yet,” she suggested.
I wanted to believe she was right, but I couldn’t help but worry that Grey hadn’t taken that step with me because he wasn’t really thinking long-term, no matter what he’d said in the heat of the moment.
“Yeah, well, now that the danger has passed, I should probably pack up the stuff he bought me so I can head home.”
“Good luck with that.” Her laughter was so loud that I had to move the phone away from my ear. And it went on so long that I finally just hung up. Then I crawled off the mattress and went into the closet to shove my new clothes into the bags they’d been in when they arrived on Grey’s doorstep.
I was so focused on my task that I didn’t hear him come up behind me until he growled, “What in the hell do you think you’re doing?”
9
GREY
Lorelei whipped around at the sound of my voice, her mouth open and her eyes wide with shock. “You scared the crap out of me, Grey!” she breathed, placing a trembling hand on her chest.
I took a menacing step forward. “You better not be doing what it looks like, or I’m going to redden your sexy little ass, Lorelei.”
She gasped, even more stunned by my declaration. But when she blinked, I saw a spark of heat in her eyes, making me groan silently.
“Does the thought of me spanking you turn you on, little firecracker?”
“Um…” She pressed her fingers to her lips, looking uncertain.
“I hope so because the picture of my red handprint staining your creamy white globes makes me hard as fuck. However, let's get back to the issue. What the hell are you doing, Lorelei?”
“Packing?” She sounded more like she was asking than telling.
“I thought you liked everything I bought for you,” I murmured, hoping I’d misread the situation.
“I do! I love them. That’s why I’m packing them up, to take them with me when I go—”
In the blink of an eye, I stood toe-to-toe with her and had my hand over her mouth to cut her off. “I know you weren’t about to tell me you were going home,” I growled. “Was I unclear when I told you there was no going back? That you’re mine?”
I released her mouth, and she licked her lips. “I, um, I guess I thought…”
I rubbed my temples for a moment, but it didn’t do much to calm the mix of fury and desire bubbling inside me. “Okay, just in case there was some kind of misunderstanding. I’m going to make this real fucking clear. Got it?”
She nodded, and I couldn’t help delving a hand into her hair and pulling her head back so she was looking directly up at me. “You gave me your body, let me pop your cherry, and fill you with my come. I claimed you. You. Are. Mine. You aren’t going anywhere because I am never letting you go.”