Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 59767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 299(@200wpm)___ 239(@250wpm)___ 199(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 299(@200wpm)___ 239(@250wpm)___ 199(@300wpm)
He nods quickly. “Yeah. I just wanted to tell her how sorry I was. Brushes deserves to be happy and clearly you do that for her, Prez. That’s why I offered to leave if I made her uncomfortable.”
“Leave the club?” C says with a whistle.
Alex nods. “Yeah, but Brushes told me if I was part of the Kings, I was family, and you wouldn’t want me to leave. I told her you wouldn’t care much, as long as she was beside you.”
Griffin’s expression softens. “You’re both right. Glad to see my faith in you wasn’t misplaced, Alex.”
Alex smiles faintly. “I’m glad you were smarter than I was, Prez. Brushes is a good woman,” he says briefly smiling at me. “I guess, I’d better get moving. Ollie and the others are cleaning out the garage for the renovations coming up. I just came to grab food when I saw Georgia.”
Griffin nods. “We’ll head back soon. I just want some time with my woman first.”
“I’ll ride out with Alex,” C says, tipping his chin at me. “Later, Brushes.”
“Later, C,” I reply, grinning.
Griffin watches them go, then turns to me. “You eating? I’m starved.”
“I’m in the back with Tony and Lara. I’ve eaten, but my pie’s waiting. You can eat while I enjoy the dessert my hips don’t need.”
He slides an arm around me, his hand finding my hip, squeezing lightly. “I happen to love your hips, baby.” His hand moves around to my ass and squeezes the right cheek, bringing me close to his body from his hold alone. “And your ass.”
“Griff,” I hiss, using the name I call him mostly in private. I find myself blushing as Naomi shoots me a knowing look from the counter.
He chuckles, brushing his nose along my temple. “Also love your tits. Later, if you’re a good girl, I’ll show you why,” he whispers against my ear where only I can hear him. I do a whole-body shiver, my knees going weak. I lean on him as he guides me back to the booth. Tony grins, Lara blushes, and the whole world feels lighter just because Griffin’s home.
Actually, for the first time in days, everything feels right. Griffin’s back and my pie’s still warm.
Perfection.
23 GRIFTER
I wake to the warm weight of Georgia, her body curled up tightly against me, my fingers brushing gently into the hair on my chest, like she’s memorizing me. Her body is soft, her breath tickling the area by my collarbone, and I am completely content. I could stay like this forever; God, I want to. I just can’t get enough of this woman. We stayed awake most of the night, making love and then talking—trading stupid stories and secrets in that half-asleep place where it's just us getting closer and learning everything we can about one another. I want to ignore the fact that I should’ve already been awake. I don’t want to move. I missed her. It’s just as simple as that.
Georgia hums against me and the sound brings nothing but joy. “You never did explain how C almost started a club war,” she says, voice low and sleepy.
I let out a laugh that vibrates in my ribs. “I shouldn’t have taken him to Kentucky. Two days out there and we were supposed to be creating an alliance with the Devil’s Blaze. I tried to get him to help me, but instead he was busy fucking the club princess.” I grin when she shoots me a look.
“Club princess?” she asks, one eyebrow raised.
“That’s what we call the daughter of a ranked member. She’s spoiled, but well-loved by everyone in the club—hence the term princess. In this case she’s the former Prez’s niece. A pretty little blonde named Izzy. C’s got his head all gone on her.” I turn my face into her hair and breathe her in. Her sweet scent calms me and slows the world down.
“How pretty?” she mutters.
I kiss the top of her head. “There’s not a woman alive who can hold a candle to you, sweetheart. There never could be. You own me,” I respond and it’s not just simple words. It’s the truth. She grins huge.
“Then I guess it’s okay you think she’s pretty,” she teases.
“I’m going to spank your ass for even thinking I’d look at another woman. It will have to be later though. I have to recuperate from the way you wrung my dick dry earlier. You wore me out.”
“That’s my line,” she says, and I can’t resist giving her another kiss.
When we break apart, I finish what I was saying. “Anyway, baby. C’s gone soft where Izzy’s concerned in a way I’ve never seen. He asked her to come back with him. She told him no.”
“She doesn’t like him,” Georgia asks, sounding sad.
“No, I think she really does, but she is going to college in Kentucky. She told him her life was there and she didn’t want to move.”