31. Left In Bed Alone

CHAPTER 31

LEFT IN BED ALONE

Nisa

“Yes!”

I toss my hands up and whisper a scream into the air.

Last night happened. It wasn’t just a dream or a hallucination. Leo took my V-card and he did it gloriously.

I can feel just how thoroughly he rocked my body through my aching body.

Feeling a bit of embarrassment, I put a hand over my face and look around the room thinking that Leo is somewhere in the corner watching me acting like a weirdo.

He’s not here.

He must be downstairs.

I can’t keep the smile off my face. Not wanting to be away from him for too long I rush to the bathroom and wash up. The dried blood on my thighs, the last reminder of the night before.

If I’m honest with myself I did feel the pain but it was nothing compared to the pleasure of it all. Now that we’ve finally gotten over this hump I can’t wait to do it again.

This time I think I want to try riding him. Hell, I want to try every position with him. I’ve spent so long trying to get him to see me as a woman I’ve had nothing but time on my hands fantasizing about all the different ways that I want to experience him.

I rush out of the room to look for Leo but I don’t see him in the main room of the club.

I check the kitchen and some of the back rooms but I don’t see him in there either.

“Looking for something?” Rumble asks from behind me.

I jump at the sound of his voice. I didn’t know anyone was behind me. “Shit, Rumble, where did you come from?”

“You were the one running through here like a bull in a china shop.” He chuckles as he leans against the doorjam.

“I was not.” I shake my head and look away from him. There’s no reason for me to be embarrassed about what happened last night but it’s still strange to know that he is aware of what I was doing last night.

“What do you need Nisa?” He asks again.

“Oh, I was looking for Leo. He wasn’t in bed this morning.”

Rumble nodded his head, “Yeah, he left a little earlier. Had some business to take care of.”

He left?

Really?

“He didn’t say anything to me? Do you know where he went?” I ask moving a little closer to him, now wanting to get all the information that I could.

“No, he didn’t tell any of us but if I were you I’d get used to it.”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

He sighs, “Nisa, we all know you two are good for each other but it’s going to take some work. It’s not going to be all sunshine and rainbows, especially in the beginning.”

“I know that.”

“Are you sure? Because you already look hurt just because he left without telling you.” He squints his eyes at me.

“I just figured...”

“You figured what? That because he fucked you he’d be attached to your hip. You may know Leo as a man but you don’t know him as the president of this club. Club business will always take precedence over everything else. Even you.” Rumble tilted his head to the side before he turns and walks away.

He doesn’t know what he’s talking about. I know all about Leo and his responsibilities. I was around when my brother was part of the club. His responsibility to the club was the main reason Leo took so long to make me his. I knew all about his responsibility.

Before I had a chance to get too stuck in my own thoughts the sound of Leo’s bike rumbles through the air.

He’s back.

My smile isn’t as wide as it was before but now that he’s back I can push all this nonsense about me not knowing who I’m dealing with out of my head. I’m sure he’s got a good reason for having left me in the bed this morning without saying that he was leaving.

I step out into the main room and force myself to wait in the background while he stopped to talk to the boys.

If he needed me to know what he was doing while he was out he’ll tell me. I’m sure of it.

He looks over in my direction and nods once before turning back to talk to the boys.

I don’t know what I was expecting, maybe him to come barrelling into my arms. Him to show even a percentage of the excitement I felt about us taking the next step in our relationship.

The longer he stood and talked to the boys the more ridiculous I felt about being so happy.

Losing some of my steam I walk back into the bedroom and wait for him there. Maybe he just didn’t want the boys to see him in a vulnerable state.

A rush of happiness washes over me as I hear his heavy footsteps coming in the direction of the room.

He pushes open the door and before he can close it I’m tossing myself in his arms.

He grunts as he catches me, a small chuckle lacing his words, “Damn, babe, I was only gone for a little while.”

“It was long en-” My words cut off as I buried my nose against his skin.

There was something wrong. I know my man’s smell. I could identify him with my eyes closed based on that smell alone.

A smell that doesn’t include Jasmine and Vanilla.

I take a step back as the anger turns my vision red.

“What bitch have you been with?”

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