Chapter 17 #2
“It wasn’t your fault. When Luke signed up for the military, he knew exactly what he was getting into.
He told me if he died for his country, it would be the proudest death I could wish for him,” I said, my lips quivering but I kept going.
“I miss him, Gunner…I miss him every day, and I wish it never happened. But I know my brother; I know he would never blame you. He wouldn’t even have blamed the people who put the land mine there.
He was doing what he wanted to do, and he died doing it,” I said and held his gaze as rigidly as I could.
Gunner’s eyes watered for a split second then disappeared.
His face was reddish, but the color was returning.
“I didn’t know you were his sister, Brooklyn…and I had no idea he was a part of the Dragon Knights. Neither of us had a clue we had both grown up in Long Beach,” he said as I forced a weak smile on my face.
“I know. I can’t imagine that you did…and he mentioned his captain on a phone call to me once. Alton. He said that he was glad he had you as a leader,” I told him, confessing the truth. Gunner’s eyes lit up.
“And he spoke about his sister, B, and how no one would be good enough for him because of how much he adored you,” he said, and a laugh mixed with a cry rose up in my throat.
“That didn’t stop him from banging everything in a skirt,” I said, then Gunner and I both laughed. I wiped the tears from my eyes and smiled at him.
“Bastard,” he teased under his breath then we fell into silence again. “Brooklyn…I will never let anything happen to you. Jenson was like a brother to me, even though we knew each other for a very short time,” he said as I nodded my head.
“And I don’t want you to blame yourself for what happened. He never would have,” I told him and reached for his hand.
Gunner took my hand in his, brought it up to his lips and kissed it. I felt myself go weak when I felt his touch, and in a flash, he pulled me to him again where I fell on his chest with a happy squeal.
“We should have been together last night,” he said, breathing down on my face and blowing curls away. I smiled at him, biting down on my lip, as I felt the goosebumps erupt on my skin. Just a look from him; that was all it took!
“Well, you can make up for it now,” I said, challenging him with a seductive smile before Gunner brought his mouth down on me.
We were kissing, and I clung on to him. His tongue parted my mouth, and I could taste his coffee breath on my tongue. We were kissing slowly, passionately, then his hands wound around my waist. I bunched up his T-shirt in my hands, kissing him back with force.
Our hips were pressed together, and I could feel the warmth glowing between my legs.
His hands traveled down from my waist and made their way to my ass.
He grabbed it with a tight squeeze then pressed me even closer to his body.
Our bodies were mingled, intertwined together, with his tongue far down in my mouth.
I wanted to feel his cock in my hands again. I wanted him inside me completely, not just his tongue. I wanted to feel that sharp aching pleasure of having his cock plow into my pussy, and I wanted him to hear me moan as I came.
Gunner pulled away from me, only briefly, so he could take my bottom lip in his mouth. He sucked on it, before gently nibbling on it. I pulled away from him teasingly so that he pulled as he bit on my lip, and I smiled.
I was panting hard, feeling my nipples pebble under my top. This was a strange moment for us, but we were both so turned on at the same time.
“Brooklyn…” he breathed my name, and I placed a finger on his lips, the same way he had done before. He smiled. It was going to be all right.
The banging on my front door surprised us both. We were in each other’s arms, but we jerked our faces away to look at the door.
“Brooklyn. Open up. We know you’re in there!” It was Pike’s voice outside. My heart shrunk.
“It’s the Dragon Knights. They’re here,” I said, clasping a hand to my mouth.
“Go to your room, Brooklyn. Let me deal with them,” Gunner as he pushed me behind him.
“No, you can’t…” I began to say then Viper’s voice came through, accompanied by some more banging on the door.
“Brooklyn…open up now, sugar,” he said, trying to make his voice mock sweet.
“They’re in a group. You won’t be able to handle them, Gunner. You have to leave,” I cried while he took threatening steps towards the door. I ran behind him and clawed at his shoulder.
“Please, Gunner…they might recognize you. And I’m not allowed to see anyone outside the club. They won’t let you get out of here alive,” I was hissing at him, trying to keep my voice low so that they wouldn’t hear me outside.
Gunner looked at me with his eyes narrowed.
“Why are they here?” he asked. I shook my head.
“Probably just checking up on me,” I lied. I didn’t want to tell him the truth, because I knew that he wouldn’t leave. And I didn’t want them to hurt him, which I knew would happen since he was by himself.
Gunner was debating what to do while I tried to pull him towards the window.
“Please, Gunner…just leave. Go down the fire escape,” I cried. He finally relented.
“You should be coming with me,” I heard him say as I slid open the window.
“I’ll see you soon. They know I’m in here. If I don’t answer the door, they’ll break in or follow us. I can distract them this way,” I said and held the window up.
Gunner lunged towards me, taking me into his arms again, before kissing me passionately for a brief second.
“I know you can take care of yourself, Brooklyn. I’ll see you soon,” he said, and I watched as he climbed out of the window and jumped onto the fire escape.
I shut the window immediately, hoping that Viper and the gang wouldn’t have a clue of Gunner’s presence in my apartment.
I ran my fingers through my hair while the banging continued.
I was glad I looked like a mess now; at least this way I’d be able to pretend that I had just woken up and was hungover.
My only hope was that they would just ask me to meet them somewhere, and I could make an escape in the meantime. What was the worst that could happen? Viper might slap me and tell me to never raise a hand at him again?