“I’ll talk to my Prez about this cabin or if you’d like to move into something bigger or a separate house near the ranch, I’m fine with whatever.”
“I’m fine with whatever too,” I tell him, my cheeks hurting from the megawatt smile I’m sporting. “The cabin is big enough.”
“Yeah. Big enough for us to expand in case I manage to knock you up in the near future.” He smirks.
I playfully poke his side. “If you keep coming inside me it will be sooner rather than later.”
“Seize the day, mamacita,” he murmurs. “Isn’t that what life is all about? The here and now, lucky to be alive and shit.”
“And shit,” I murmur back. “Romantic.”
His head tips back and laughter rips out. He shakes his head and his heated eyes land on mine again. “Before you walked into my life romance wasn’t in my vocabulary. But now that I have you, I’d be happy to romance your panties right from your curvy ass on a regular basis.”
An unfeminine snort leaves my body. “No need to strain yourself. Taking your shirt off is enough to set my panties on fire and make my pussy wet in anticipation. Hell, the mere reminder of knowing how good you felt inside me is enough.”
“Woman,” he growls. “Your mouth is as dirty as the sex I crave to have with it. And I haven’t even felt those lips wrapped around my cock yet.”
“Dirty mouth. Dirty talk. Dirty sex on a regular basis, sign me up. Oh, wait, you didn’t want to sign anything,” I playfully tell him, hinting at the way he repels marriage.
His eyebrows scrunch up as if he doesn’t understand I’m just joking.
“Hey.” Now I’m the one cupping his face. “I was just teasing.” I crush my lips to his for a quick kiss. “Come on, let’s see what my brother is doing to my horse.”
A growl rumbles through his chest. His hands grip my hips as he easily hoists me over his shoulder. “I’m also going to let Colt know you’re here to stay. And thank fuck, because I would have hated to follow your ass and leave all this behind.”
I’m staring at his gorgeous ass moving underneath me and it almost makes his words slip by but they echo through my head. He would have followed me. He cares about me, about us…enough to think in options to be together. I hate saying the whole witness to murder is a good thing, but it did bring Ledger into my life.
“Put my sister down, Ledger,” Colt growls as he spurs Coffee on to trot toward us.
Ledger lets me slide down his body, but it’s not because Colt orders him. And it seems Ledger needs to make it clear because he spins me around to plaster my back to his front, engulfing me in his embrace as he buries his head in the crook of my neck.
“For fuck’s sake,” Colt grumbles. “Can you not sex up my fucking sister in front of me?”
Ledger’s head snaps up. “Get used to it. She’s relocating indefinitely. I’m off to talk to Prez right now to make sure we can stay in the cabin or else we’ll build another one.”
I feel a goofy grin spread my face.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” Colt mutters again. “Lovesick fools. Just make sure you don’t rub all the candy-sweet-lovin’ in my face or we’ll have a problem. I’m too old. The sugary sweetness hurts my teeth and tests my gag reflex.”
“Oh, just cut it out. You’re overreacting and you’re not that old.” I step forward and let my hand glide over Coffee’s nose.
“You wanna take over?” Colt questions.
I nod eagerly but when Colt wants to dismount, all our attention is drawn to a car entering club property. Not just a car; my car. And the woman behind the wheel is none other than my best friend Kay.
I’m about to rush toward her but Colt spurs Coffee on and heads full speed toward Kay, pulling on the reins to come to an abrupt stop. Dust wraps around them as Colt jumps off and starts to yell at Kay.
Coffee is throwing his head up and down, fighting the reins, confused about Colt’s yelling. Ledger runs past me and grabs the reins to take the horse out of the situation. He beckons for a prospect to take Coffee into the stables.
Once he’s safely away, I can also raise my voice. “What the fuck, Colt?”
My brother throws an angry look over his shoulder. His finger is pointing in Kay’s face when she steps out of the car as he growls, “Princess here should have kept her tight ass in Shreveport. She’s putting not only herself at risk, but all of us along with it. I fucking bet Deranged Hounds MC isn’t even aware you slipped away.” His head whips toward Kay. “Am I right?”
Kay’s hands fist and she puts them on her hips. She throws her shoulders back and shoots Colt an angry glare. “I am my own woman. I can go and do anything I like. And for your information, no biker or club has any say–”
Colt leans in and whisper hisses something I can’t make out.
Kay keeps shooting Colt a death glare and huffs, “Not my fight. I have nothing to do with any of it.”
Colt throws his arms in the air along with a few curses before his main focus is Kay once more. Their foreheads are touching when he says in a low rumble, “You were born into the fight and bound by blood, Princess. You’re lucky you’re still breathing because those two are out for retaliation and who better to kill than the sister of the new Prez, the man who killed their fucking brother. Clearly you’re a nuisance. A
