“Oh, my boys are here to help me!” A skinny girl jumps up and down as she takes off running toward the group that just entered.
“Who the hell is that?” I whisper in Mrs. Cochrane’s ear; she giggles and mentions something about being some cheap floozy that would rather ride a man then get a decent job.
“You live in this dump?” a voice growls behind me. I look over my shoulder and see tall dark and yummy standing behind me.
“Apparently tonight, I’ll be living out of my car or I should say for the foreseeable future.” I sigh.
He grabs for my hand and brings me close to his body. “Stay with me, you and your boy. I have extra bedrooms and you can stay as long as you need. You won’t have to worry about anything.”
I stare at this tall man, shocked that this is the third time today alone that he has come to my rescue. “I don’t even know you; you could be a serial killer.” He smiles and shakes his head.
“My name is Etienne, which is French for Steven. My brothers call me DoRight. I promise you I want to get to know you and your boy. You call to me in a way no other woman has. I need to be close to you.” I can’t explain it, being in his arms makes me feel safe, and for some unknown reason I agree.
I agree to go with this man, and I don’t hesitate to follow him to the back lot, jumping into my car and failing to start it because of course, the battery is shot.
244
Etienne
“Who’s the female?” Axl grumbles from behind me as the head club girl hangs from his side. When will she learn that to be one of my brother’s old ladies, you can’t have slept with every single brother around him?
“Chandra, why don’t you go practice being a blanket on someone else, I need to talk to Pres, and your loose lips would capsize anyone’s ship.” I smirk as I watch her face change colors as the anger rises in her small-minded brain.
“You didn’t say that last night when I had my lips wrapped around your cock.” She smirks and bites her lip, and watches as I smirk and step closer.
“You would have had to have done it when I was out running sweetheart, but you know that when we are running we do it alone. I would have to use an industrial strength condom for your lips to come anywhere near me. Now get gone.” I straighten and move to the side as she screeches and storms off to find sympathy on another brother’s dick, or shoulder.
“You have a serious dislike for her, don’t you?” He chuckles as he shakes his head.
“She makes my gut cringe, there is something about her that doesn’t sit right with me, but I can’t place my head around it. Anyway, that female is the one that I was telling you about. She has almost caught me a few times, but she never ever screams, she just smiles and keeps walking. She seems so at ease with my cat form.” I run my hand through the hair of my beard; despite being in my twenties the black and white hair makes me look older.
“Are you talking about your mate, calling to you?” Pres steps close asking me in a low voice. The nod of my head is all he gets, it’s all he needs. He puts his hand on my shoulder and shakes his head with a slight smile.
“If you need me, call me. I am going to take her and her son to my house and get them comfortable.” He starts to chuckle, grunting ‘good luck’ as he turns back to his bike.
I turn back to the girl and watch her lose her shit when the hunk of junk car doesn’t start. I head toward her car window and ask for the booster pack that I had given her not two hours ago.
With her car started and us finally on our way, I start to form a plan on how I am going to get this gorgeous woman and her son to need me so bad that they never want to leave.
“You guys make yourselves comfortable, there are two spare rooms on the left side of the hall that you guys are free to use, please, ma maison est votre maison.” I finish my sentence in French, and the look on her face makes me feel like I am under a microscope.
“What?” I shrug staring into the eyes of this woman has my animal begging to be released.
“You speak French?” she whispers as she bites her lip. My eyes zero in on her teeth clenching the lip and I want to pull it free. I want to suck that lip into my mouth before I slide my tongue along hers.
“Mais oui, mon bijou, I am a French Canadian. I came here to Northern Michigan to escape some demons from my past. I still have my famille in Quebec.” She starts to shift on the spot as I tilt my head back and take a deep breath, before I groan. I have to get myself under control or her son is going to see me mount his mother from behind.
“I’m going to clean up for the day, I will be back down to make us all some dinner, please set up your rooms and get comfortable.” I head to my bedroom and close the door a little harder than I meant to. My cock is throbbing its own drumline and the urge to come is so strong, that I swear I was a fifteen-year-old boy watching his first soft core porn movie.
I take off my clothes as I walk toward the bathroom. I need a cold shower and a warm, willing body. The only thing I am getting is a cold shower and
