Chapter 56

CHAPTER

FIFTY-SIX

WRATH

“It’s what we do,” I murmur.

I’m sure I shouldn’t be telling her any of this, but she’s technically my old lady now, and as much as I don’t want to say anything, I think I need to. I can’t let her think that I put her in the middle of this shit, that I somehow hung her and Alex’s asses out to dry.

She won’t understand what the fuck I had her doing at that event center otherwise. She’ll continue to think that I somehow fucked her over and compromised both her and Alex, which I absolutely did not do and would not do. It was on the up-and-up; at least that’s what I’d thought.

Something catches me off guard, though. Who the fuck paid her and let her in if the contact didn’t own the building? I open my mouth to say that, but again, she wouldn’t get it yet. Fuck. I need to talk to Dare, Hippie, Blast, and Two-Pump. Something is definitely not sitting right.

“What we do?” she asks, bringing my thoughts and me back to this moment

“Burn shit down for a cut of the insurance claim. No harm, no foul. We don’t hurt anyone, and the owner clearly needs the money.”

She watches me for a moment, but I don’t think she’s going to run to the cops or judge the club and me in any way. Not sure she really can. Her brows snap together, then she worries her bottom lip for a moment before she finally speaks.

“But it’s illegal,” she whispers.

“It’s illegal,” I confirm.

She nods a couple of times, clearing her throat, then her eyes connect with mine again. She releases her lip, and for a moment, I think she might hurl some angry words at me. Which I don’t think I would mind. Not while she’s naked anyway.

“Okay, but we just cleaned the building. What happens when they investigate and start asking questions?”

My lips twitch into a smirk. “Baby,” I purr and watch as her entire body immediately relaxes at my word.

She likes that.

Which I have to admit is hot as fuck.

Shifting closer to her, I curl my fingers in her sheet, gently guiding it down her body to expose her perfect fucking tits for me. Leaning my head down, I touch my lips to one of her nipples. Sucking the sweet bud into my mouth, I swirl my tongue around it as memories of last night resurface.

Fuck, that was hot.

As much as I want to get started again, I know she’s got shit to do today, plus Alex is somewhere here still, I’m sure, and no doubt still pissed off.

I didn’t let her go to him last night because there was no need to upset her even more than he’d already done.

Emotions were high, and shock and awe were buzzing around.

Now that everyone has had some sleep and come a few times, they can be ready to face the day. But before I do that, I have to finish this conversation with Elodie. I release her nipple, against my dick’s insistence to finish this and come again, and lift my head, my eyes finding hers.

“The arson investigator, the police—they’re all bought and paid for to look the other way. There is nothing to be worried about, Haze. I got this, and I would never put you in the middle of this shit. You were hired to clean, you did your job, and you walked away never to return.”

Her tongue slides across her bottom lip, wetting it before she jerks her chin up slightly, her eyes never leaving mine.

“Okay,” she says.

“Okay,” I murmur.

Leaning forward, I touch my mouth to hers, brushing my lips across her own. I don’t deepen the kiss because I fucking can’t. If I do, I won’t make it to church in time for the meeting, and Elodie won’t make it to any of her cleaning jobs today.

So, instead of doing all the things I want to do, I shift backward, throw my legs over the side of the bed, and stand up. I walk to the bathroom but pause when Elodie calls out my name.

Turning my head, I look over my shoulder and smile back at her. Fuck me, but seeing her not only in my bed, but her hair messy as fuck from my hands, her tits on display, and her face flushed, I want nothing more than to jump back in there with her and fuck up those sheets some more.

“I’ve never done anything like this before.”

Arching a brow, I don’t ask her what because I can tell that she’s not finished with her thought. Also, I’m too focused on those tits to ask any questions right now. I wonder if I could fuck her really quickly, just one more time to start the day off right.

“I’ve never committed to anyone. I didn’t think that this could happen to me. Promise me this is real and I’m not being a complete idiot by trusting you.”

I almost laugh, because if I were trying to do something malicious, I would never tell her. Turning to face her, I close the distance between us. I don’t care that I’m naked, and I really don’t give a fuck that she still is, too.

In fact, I prefer it.

Sinking down on the edge of the bed next to her, I reach out and cup her cheek.

I figure most women need reassurance. I can’t blame her for that.

There is a lot of fucking shit being thrown at her right now, and it’s without a doubt confusing.

There have been a lot of ups and downs in a very short period of time, too.

“Never had an old lady myself, Haze. Never wanted one. Didn’t want the whole woman, kids, and whatever else would hold me accountable in life. I had my club. I had everything I wanted here.”

“But?” she asks, her voice a bit weak.

Sliding my thumb across her bottom lip, I lean forward to touch my lips to hers. “But I found you and discovered that it wasn’t because I didn’t want any of that shit. It’s because I hadn’t found a person to have it all with.”

“You’re going to make me cry,” she mutters against my mouth.

My lips curve up into a grin, but I don’t make a single move away from her. I want to be right here, right beside her, when I tell her how I truly feel. She deserves to know it all, no holds barred.

“I’m too fuckin’ old for you. I know that deep in the marrow of my bones. But I also know no other man will care, look out for, and love you the way I can. Can’t promise you a white picket fence and a suburban lifestyle, but I can promise you me. All of me.”

She lifts her hand to my wrist, her fingers curling around and flexing.

Shifting my head back slightly, I look into her eyes, though missing the taste of her lips against mine.

This conversation is going to need to end, because I’m seriously debating on taking my time fucking her, and I don’t have the time to take.

“I’m falling in love with every part of you, Coast. I promise you me, too. All of me.”

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