“I need to call my pops. He’ll know how to handle the council without any blowback on us. Keep digging, Decoder; get me as much information as you can. We’ll meet back up once I have a chance to get Pops here. I’d like you all to be here for that meeting.” They all stand up and exit the room. Wondering how I’m going to ultimately approach this topic with Pops, I simply send him a text asking when he can make it to the clubhouse for an impromptu meeting.
Glory
Feeling a bit guilty for causing Blaze to worry over my grief, I decide to make him a gourmet meal for dinner. One fit for a king, or a president; depending on how you look at it. My mate is a sucker for a good home cooked Italian meal. Bringing out my press, I begin making, from scratch, noodles for lasagna. Once that task is done, I begin shredding cheese and humming one of my favorite songs as I shake my hips to the beat in my head. I feel arms wrap around me from behind. I jump, placing my hand over my chest as I attempt to get my breathing under control. “Blaze, you scared the absolute shit out of me,” I huff while berating myself for being careless enough not to notice his entry.
“Sorry, babe. What did I do so fantastic to get a meal of this magnitude? I’m asking, because I wanna make sure I do it again,” he jests with me. Even though he’s teasing, I feel like a bad mate for not taking care of his needs through this ordeal. He has a lot riding on his shoulders as it is, now all of this kidnapping stuff is taking precedence over his normal MC duties.
“I realized today that I haven’t been taking proper care of you. Look at you,” I say smacking his abs, “you’re practically wasting away.” He places his hand over mine, where it’s still resting against his stomach, then leans down and pecks me on top of my head.
“I believe that’s gone both ways, Glory,” he huskily responds, as his lips travel down my head and the cord of my neck. He goes back up and ends up breathing into my ear, I get shivers running up and down my arms, then he nips my ear lobe with his teeth. “Tonight, it’s just us, baby. After you take care of me, I plan on taking care of you.” His words cause anticipation to slither throughout my body. My knees grow weak as my heartbeat ramps up, practically beating its way out of my chest cavity and making a roaring sound in my ears.
“I absolutely love that idea, it’s a splendid plan actually,” I purr; my cat loves the idea too. She’s clawing inside of me, wanting to skip our dinner and go right to the dessert portion of the evening.
“Spectacular, after we feed the rumbling beast,” he states, patting his stomach. “I’ll fulfill my taste buds with your sweet nectar for dessert.”
“Why don’t you go relax in the living room and I’ll bring you out a beer?” I suggest, needing a moment to gather my composure. “Or would you rather have a glass of whiskey?”
“It’s a relaxing and beer type of night,” he explains. “I’ll fill you in later. Right now, I just want to unwind and spend some quality time with my mate.”
“Dinner will be ready in an hour; I believe there’s a ball game or two on tonight. Why don’t you go chill out with one? It’s been a while since you’ve been able to enjoy a good game on the television,” I suggest, knowing that if not, he’ll sit in there and ponder everything that’s happened over the last few weeks.
Two hours later, dinner has been consumed. Blaze and I are sitting in front of the television as the ballgame concludes. His team lost, but it hasn’t seemed to sour his mood any. “Why don’t you go start a bath, fill it with your scentsy, girly shit you like, and I’ll join you in a few?”
“Why, mate, are you offering to soak in the tub with me?” I bat my eyelashes at him, making my efforts to entertain him successful when he chuckles. “It’s been a while since we’ve soaked together and just talked.”
“And that’s where we need to begin, tonight. Enjoying each other’s company and reconnecting with one another.” The sincerity in his tone has me swooning like a teenage girl whose crush just spoke to her for the first time.
“Love you, my bearly mate.” Reaching over, I plant a hasty kiss to his lips and scurry out of the room.
“Love you too! And I’m not a damn bear, woman. I’m a motherfucking predator, a fierce cat! People run for shelter and safety when they see me coming!” I chuckle as he hollers these words out to me.
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Glory
Once the water is at the perfect temperature, I put the stopper down into the drain, and add a layer of my relaxing lavender scented bubbles into it. The fragrance immediately hits my senses and I quickly undress myself. I’ve always been that woman who enjoys sitting in the water as it fills in around her. Reaching over to the lip of the tub, I grab my hair tie and throw it up into a sloppy bun on top of my head. If my man and I are going to have sexy time afterward, I don’t want to have wet hair. He loves my hair hanging loose as we tumble around in the bed. Not once since we’ve been together have we made love, fucked, had sex, without him running his beefy hands through my long, layered locks.
Closing my eyes; I sink into the water and allow it to run over my feet. When I was a little cub, I
