The rest of the day is pretty relaxed. We make breakfast together and eat together while snuggled up in front of the fireplace. Afterward I fall asleep with my head in his lap while he strokes my hair.
When I wake up I go to take a shower and let the hot water loosen up my tight muscles. I love this shower; it’s all glass with a beautiful blue and white tiled backsplash.
I climb out and wrap a towel around myself and use another to dry my hair. After rubbing some leave-in conditioner through my hair I quickly braid it and then put on another pair of leggings, these ones are black with hot pink candy skulls all over them.
Up top, I’m wearing a hot pink thermal shirt. When I step out of the bathroom I find Dylan lying on the couch. He holds his hand out to me and I take it, letting him pull me on top of him.
He wraps me in his arms and I let him hold me.
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I stroke up and down on Brenna’s bare back. She passed out about a half hour ago. After this morning I swore she was going to run as fast as she could from me, but she’s still here. I don’t want to think about what happens when I take her home.
She seems to have accepted who I am, but she doesn’t know that my brothers and I go after human traffickers, that we rob the men who take the women. Hell, Vicktoria was taken and sold to a prince, but he’s no longer a problem.
I’d like to say that we ride the line between right and wrong, but to be honest we do what we have to, to rescue those girls. Then we take what we want from those sick fucks.
I brush Brenna’s hair out of her face and press my lips against her forehead. She sighs and then snuggles into me. I’ve never shared my bed at night, but now I can’t imagine sharing it with anyone but her.
I’ve known her a week and she’s already burrowed herself deep under my skin. It doesn’t take long for sleep to take me under.
I pull up in front of Brenna’s house and climb out of my truck. I help her down from the passenger side and walk her up to the door. Once she lets us in, Marley greets us at the door.
“It makes sense now why she likes you so much.” She smiles as I pick up the grey cat and hug her to my chest.
“Yeah, it’s a cat thing. Isn’t that right, sweet girl?” I scratch behind her ear and she immediately begins to purr.
Brenna disappears down the hall with her bag and returns a few minutes later. She walks right into my arm that I’m holding out for her. I kiss the top of her head and really don’t want to leave, but I’ve got to check in with my brothers.
I set the cat down and then cup her face in my hands. “I know this weekend was crazy and I gave you a lot to think about, but I want you to come meet my brothers. See what being my old lady/mate is all about.”
“Okay, yeah. I’d like that. Um…what should I wear?” Her voice is shaky and I know it’s because she’s nervous.
“Whatever you want, babe. You’ll look beautiful no matter what, but FYI I’m coming back to get you on my bike.” I kiss her hard, deep, and fast and then take my leave.
I make my way to the clubhouse which is on the other side of town and pretty secluded.
I pull into the parking lot and hop out of my truck. Inside I find most of my brothers who all turn to look at me when I walk in.
“How did it go with your mate?” A couple of the brothers’ call out and then snicker like school girls. I flip them off and take a seat at the bar.
“What’s up, brother? Missed you this weekend.” Goldie, one of the old timers sits down next to me. His name is Goldie because his two front teeth are gold. “It true you found your mate?”
“I did. We spent the weekend together. She’s coming tonight to meet everyone.”
He claps me on the shoulder. “That’s great. I heard she’s a pretty little thing.”
“She is and I’ll introduce her to you. We’ll talk later.” I slap his back and head down the hallway to my room, locking my door behind me. I collapse on my bed and take a much needed nap.
I pull up in front of Brenna’s home and hop off my bike. As I walk up the steps the front door opens and my mouth immediately waters. She’s in black skinny jeans and a red long sleeve, off the shoulder sweater, and black riding boots.
She smiles when she sees me. “Hi.”
I wrap my arms around her, kissing her fully on the lips. Brenna opens her mouth to my seeking tongue and sinks deeper into the kiss. Fuck, I could kiss her forever. Before now, kissing has just been a means to an end, a way to get them turned on, but now I need her taste in my mouth.
After sticking the helmet I bought for her on her head we climb on my bike and take off toward the clubhouse. Fuck, I hope she can handle this. There is an unspoken rule that the club whores are to leave the mates alone.
When we reach the clubhouse I back my bike into my parking spot and climb off. I grab Brenna’s hand in mine and lead her into the mayhem.
The other old ladies and my sister descend on us and the next thing I know they’re pulling her away from me. I shake my head as she looks at me with wide eyes.
I grab a bottle of
