Burning Desire by Heather Leigh Page A

with her. I pulled her to my chest with my left hand bent behind my head and my right draped over the curve of her ass.  

    In this moment, this is what I needed. I wanted Rox. She was mine. I just pray to God she doesn’t hate me for this later. Her breathing became slow and she sunk further into me, throwing her arm over my abdomen, and her knee over my thigh. She mumbled in her sleep.

    “Chase…”

    “What, baby?” I lowered my ear to her.

    She lightly moaned while nuzzling further into my chest.

    “I love you.” She drifted off to sleep.

    Yep, I was fucked. As soon as she was knocked out, I slowly pulled out from underneath her. Regretting everything I was doing. I can’t believe I may have just fucked us both- going bareback. I hope to God she’s up to date on her pills. I can’t believe she trusted me, and I planned that shit. I quickly got dressed and headed out before Jeremy returned home.

CHAPTER 17

    ~ Chase ~

    I thought back to my conversation with Moretti outside the club from earlier that night.

    “Jake asked me for my blessing.”  

    “And?”

    “And what, son?”

    “You gave it to him?”

    “What do you think I said to him?”

    “After everything? If you knew the shit he did to her…” I stopped myself.

    “You better start talking, Chase. You tell me everything.” I rubbed my hand down my face, taking a deep breath. It wasn’t my spot to put his own club out there, but shit he had to know.  

    “I don’t know how serious it is, but Jake…”

    “Tell me.”

    “He’s using.”  

    “You’re sure?”

    “I saw the track marks. The way he treats Roxy…”

    “How?” He was getting pissed.

    “He doesn’t treat her right. I’ve seen marks on her from him. For Christ’s sake, he’s trying to lend her out to his buddies, probably as some kind of leverage or payment plan for his drugs. That’s what tonight was all about. Some shit head fucking grabbed her- saying Jake was up for lending her out.”

    “Son, would you just calm the hell down?”

    “I almost killed him tonight, and this is who you gave your blessing to? To run this club when you decide to step down?” I shouted at him, but quickly lowered my voice to him. I lowered my head and rubbed the back of my neck.

    “Who said anything about me giving my blessing?”

    “Wait, what?”

    “You just said…”

    “What I told the little prick was that I’d think about it.”

    I paused. Confused, I raised my eyebrow.

    “Unless something, or someone, can convince me otherwise.” He patted my shoulder and headed off.

    That was when I got my idea…my dumbass idea. Just get her pregnant with my child before Jake could stake any further claim on her. We already had been together without protection. I will build my case on Jake and get his ass out of the club, away from Rox. An achy feeling filled my chest. It tightened at the thought of her belly swollen with my baby. In my kitchen, cooking…barefoot.  

    Sure, it sounded fucking excellent when I thought of it. Then when I heard her say those three fucking words, so perfectly….I couldn’t do it. I wouldn’t hurt her like that. It was a little too late for that shit. I’ll find another way to fix this shit.  

    I pulled up at my house. I cut the engine and headed into the kitchen, grabbed a beer and ran upstairs to my room. I put the bottle on my dresser as I pulled my shirt up over my head; I saw a light coming from under my bathroom door.  

    “What the fuck?” I pulled my .45 from my nightstand.  

    The shower was running. I slowly opened the door and steam poured out. I saw a female figure behind the glass door. Fuck me. There stood Monica in all her glory. I exhaled and put the gun in the back waistband of my jeans.  

    “Monica!” I shouted, startling her.

    “Oh hey, baby, I didn’t hear you come in. You scared the shit out of me.” She shut the water off and stepped out of the shower.  

    “How did you get in my