I look at her in surprise and she smiles sheepishly at me.
“Sorry,” she says with a shrug.
I shake my head. “No, you’re right. He was, and I admit that, but you know that if my shot ever comes again, I’m taking it. I won’t miss it again.”
Tears glisten in her eyes but she doesn’t say anything.
She leans against my shoulder. I look right at Pyro. He glances with a smirk and I have to wonder what the fuck he's thinking. There is no way that I could control my jealousy if my woman was leaning on some man like Krista is now. Especially if that man clearly wanted to fuck her a hundred different ways.
“I’m glad you came, Bullet,” Krista says so quietly that I don’t think that I’m meant to hear it.
I don’t know what to say without crossing lines that I’m not allowed to cross, so I just nod my head.
Pyro
I watch Bullet with my woman leaning against him. When he glances at me as soon as she does it, I can’t help but smirk.
What confuses me is that I don’t feel any jealousy.
I could tell from the looks he gave us the past six weeks that he loves Krista. He kept himself at a distance just like I did. He had his reasons and I want to find out.
I know that he would protect her with his life.
In the past, I have felt very territorial over Krista, wanting to kick the shit out of anyone who even came close to her.
Bullet is different. I plan to talk to him when I have them over at my place.
I knew he would be coming no matter what. I just don’t like a lot of people there. I’m a private person.
The thought of him wanting Krista, and her wanting him, doesn’t bother me. I’m going to find out why.
I think he was meant to be a part of us. Krista was made for the both of us. The fact that I don’t want to kill him for looking at Krista like she hung the fucking moon tells me a lot. I’d be selfish to keep her to myself. Bullet is the only one I would consider this with. He was the same as me, wanting her but never making his move. I think he knows he missed his chance, but he really didn’t. I could see us working because Krista looks at both of us the same way. That tells me everything that I need to know.
I’ve been alone a long time and I don’t want to be alone anymore.
Krista
The night ends up with me drunk. I’m not just a bit tipsy drunk; I'm full out “I can barely walk straight” drunk. This is the first time in a long time that I have let myself go. I knew Pyro or Bullet would watch over me. I felt safe.
I can’t help but laugh and giggle all the way to Pyro’s room.
He’s carrying me to his room. I kick my feet back and forth. I look over his shoulder and Bullet is following us with an amused smile on his face.
“I should be carried everywhere! This is fun!” I say loudly. I can only tell that I am talking loudly due to Pyro wincing when I speak because my mouth is right by his ear.
“Anything you want, babe,” Pyro says with a laugh.
We get into his room and he gently places me on the bed.
I lay back and moan. “Oh god! This is the most comfortable bed! I’m never leaving! It’s like sleeping on a cloud!” Morning
I hear chuckles, but my eyes start to close.
“Babe, you need to get changed. You won’t be comfortable in your jeans,” I hear Pyro say.
I wave a hand at him without opening my eyes.
“You do it. You’ve already seen me naked. I’ve got nothing to hide.”
“I’ll just give you some privacy,” Bullet says in a strained voice in the distance.
“See ya in the morning,” I hear Pyro say when I fall into a drunken sleep.
Chapter Four
Pyro
It has been days since Krista got drunk and fought the worst hangover that I’ve ever seen. I make a note to make sure that she doesn’t get that drunk anymore if it’s going to mean that she’s going to be hugging the toilet for hours the next day.
We had just pulled up to my house. I live in town, but my neighbours never bother me. They don’t seem to care that they have a biker living next door. Then again, I have never given them a reason to worry. I never have parties and very rarely have people over.
I had Sophie stock up the fridge and cupboards because when it comes to food, that woman knows what she’s talking about.
When we walk in the door, I turn off the alarm and look around. The house is cleaner than when I left it. There is no doubt in my mind that it was Sophie. She’s a good woman and I’m going to have to do something for her as a thank you.
I watch Krista and Bullet as they take in my house.
My house has two levels. I have a huge flat screen in my living room with lots of video games. I needed something to pass the time when I was away from the club.
Sure, I went where the club needed me to, but I didn’t have it in me to party. I usually just wanted to be alone.
I’m sure that everyone thought that I just laid around feeling sorry for myself while in reality I was busy playing video games and feeling sorry for myself.
I also notice that it doesn’t feel weird having them in the house, walking around checking
