Mine Now (The Phantom Vipers MC)

31. Chapter 30

Chapter 30

Blake

“If I die on the open road, then I die a good death…”

Well, that’s just dumb , I think, but I guess I won’t tell him that. “Do you work on these often?” I point at the bike.

He raises his brow. “Only when pretty women run me over on the road.”

I snap my gaze at him. “I did not run you over!” I stomp my foot like a child. Wait. He just called me pretty.

“I was basically road kill after you got done with me.” He walks toward me and leans against his bike, laughing.

I roll my eyes. “You are so dramatic, Hunter. I swear to God.”

He’s still laughing as he stands up straighter and closes the distance between us. Slowly, his laughter fades, and a look of desire forms on his face as he walks me backward until my back gently touches a toolbox. He leans in close to my ear, and it takes everything in me not to breathe and ruin this moment.

“I would chance to be roadkill a second time if it meant meeting you,” he growls, and his breath glides across my skin.

Goosebumps rise along my neck, and my breath comes faster. I want him to press his lips against the skin he keeps grazing with them. I want him to wrap me in his arms and take away all of my anxiety and worries. I want… Wait .

I press my hand against his chest and lightly push him off of me. I don’t have time to do this. I need to go find Charlie and make sure she is safe. I need to get my life figured the fuck out.

He takes the hint and steps back with his arms held up in defeat.

My cheeks heat as I step around him and head toward the door. I need to put some distance between us, or we will never make it through the night sleeping next to one another. Especially not with how much I wanted him to touch me just now.

I am quickly turned back around and he slams his lips against mine, taking the breath from my lungs. I instantly melt against him and open my mouth for him as he groans against me. He walks me backward until my back lands on the door and pushes his body against mine.

It’s all I can do not to sob with relief at his hands on me.

Suddenly, he pulls away, gasping for air as he takes a step back and looks at me with a hooded gaze.

Before I can stop him, he opens the door and ushers me out.

Hunter locks the door behind us as he guides me back toward the bonfire. Charlie rushes toward me with a huge smile on her face. “Mommy, Mommy, look!” She points at the group of kids waiting for her. “I made new friends!” She is so happy that she is practically bouncing from heel to heel.

I lean down and brush some loose hair from her face. “I’m so glad, baby. Go play.”

She nods and bounds toward the other kids again.

Hunter’s voice comes from behind me, and I turn to look at him. “She is really loving it here, huh?”

I nod. “She told me she made new friends.” I laugh.

“I find it hard to believe that she doesn’t make friends everywhere she goes. Her personality is consuming.” His soft smile lands on my child, and I can’t help my stomach flip-flop inside me.

“Usually, she is pretty shy around new kids. But it would seem that she fits right in with this crowd.”

He nods. “Do you want me to go grab her a water or something? It looks like her face is a little red from running around.”

I blush with embarrassment. I should have noticed when I spoke to her that she looked a little hot. I didn’t even think about the water. “Yes, please. That would be lovely.”

He places his large hand on my shoulder and gives it a little squeeze before heading toward the house. “I will grab you one, too.”

I find myself left alone to stare at the other partygoers and bikers. Each one is dressed in jeans and leather cut with different patches. I wonder if they all mean something different.

“Damn, that is the second time he has left you alone while here.” A female voice comes from my left, and I turn to see who it is.

Sam walks in my direction with a light smile and holds out a beer toward me. I shake my head. “No, thank you. Hunter is going to grab me a water.”

She shrugs and downs the rest of her beer, starting on the new one. “Suit yourself.”

We stand side by side as the kids run around us, and the music blares from somewhere off to the side. Men and women all dance and drink, and then there is me… I don’t look like any of these women. Each one is beautiful in their own right, with their long, wavy hair and perfect faces. Let’s not forget their perfect hourglass bodies.

I don’t really fit in with this crowd. I definitely don’t look like any of these other women.

“God, his arms look fantastic right now.” Sam groans and hits my shoulder. “Don’t you think?” She points to the right of the bonfire, and I follow her finger.

Her husband—Xavier, is chopping some wood to add to the fire. Each swing of the ax has his muscles rippling with each hit. I have to admit that his arms do, in fact, look very nice.

I nod and smile. “Yes, they do.”

She looks around and raises her brow. “Speaking of nice arms. Where is Hunter?”

I look around as well and don’t find him. “He must still be grabbing the water. I’ll go check on him.”