soaked in a barrel of whiskey.
I press into the huge, sculpted body beside me in bed,
savoring the feel of bare skin against me. Two thick arms are wrapped around my
slender body, and a scruff cheek presses against my own. Vaguely, I notice a
firm hand cupping my breast. It’s a protective, not an aggressive gesture. But
when I let my eyes flutter open to investigate, a strangled yelp escapes my
throat.
“What the—where—?!” I cry out, sitting bolt upright in bed.
Not my bed, thank you very much. A bed I’ve never seen before. In a room I’ve
never seen before. I whip around to examine my unexpected bedmate.
Now him I’ve seen before.
“Morning, Red,” Brooks smiles sleepily, eyes barely open in
the early sunlight. “Slept well, I take it?”
I leap out of bed, staring at the shirtless god before me. I
have no recollection of falling asleep beside him last night. I run my hands
all over my body, and find that I seem to be fully clothed. Well, as fully
clothed as I ever was last night.
“Brooks,” I say, forcing myself to be calm, “where the hell
are we?”
“We’re at the clubhouse,” he shrugs, rolling onto his back,
“enjoying a good night’s sleep. Or we were. Come back to bed, babe. It’s cool
that we’re using this room.”
“Cool is not the word I’d use,” I hiss back, shoving my
fingers through my hair. “I totally blacked out last night.”
“Yeah you did,” he laughs, shaking his head, “You party
hard. I appreciate that in a woman. Relax, would you? We had a great time.”
“How great of a time?” I demand, terrified of his answer.
“What do you mean, how...?” he trails off, spotting the
anxious look on my face. “Are you asking...if we fucked?”
“To cut to the chase, yes,” I reply.
Brooks stares at me, his brows furrowed with indignation.
“Do you honestly think I would fuck a girl after she blacked out?” he demands.
“What kind of a sick fuck do you think I am, Red?”
His anger makes me take a step back. “I...I don’t know...” I
say. “Things were getting pretty hot between us—”
“Yeah, they were,” he says, throwing off the covers and
rising to his feet, “And then you had a few too many drinks, and I decided to
look after you for the rest of the night. I mean, I could have left you out in
the bar to get carted off by any old boozed up brother. Would you have
preferred that?”
“Of course not,” I mutter, feeling embarrassment rising in
my cheeks, “I shouldn’t have assumed that—”
“Damn right you shouldn’t have assumed,” Brooks spits,
stepping up to me. His tapered, finely tuned torso is close enough to touch,
but I don’t dare. He’s furious that I thought the worst of him, it’s odd to see
him so offended. For the first time since meeting Brooks, I’m actually scared
of what he might do.
“I’m sorry,” I breathe, looking up at those fierce green
eyes, “I hardly know you, Brooks. I was taken off guard by waking up here.
There are a lot of assholes in the world who wouldn’t have stopped last night
just because—”
“I’m a lot of things, Keira,” he growls, towering over me.
“I’m a loner. I’m an outlaw. Some would even call me a criminal. But I am not
one of those assholes .”
I stare up at him, moved by his vehemence. “I believe you,”
I whisper.
“You’d better,” he says, squaring his shoulders. “I live by
a code, Keira. We all do, around here. I said I’d protect you from the rest of
the guys, and I will. You’re my girl now. You’re safe with me.”
“I know,” I breathe, resting my hands on the inked panes of
his chest.
“But that doesn’t mean I’m not going to have you every which
way just as soon as I can,” he goes on, grabbing me by the hips. Even in the
light of day, he can turn me on in a heartbeat. All I want is to let my hands
skirt down across his cut abs, down to that perfect length I’ve dreamt about...
But duty calls.
“I know this is kind of lame,
I press into the huge, sculpted body beside me in bed,
savoring the feel of bare skin against me. Two thick arms are wrapped around my
slender body, and a scruff cheek presses against my own. Vaguely, I notice a
firm hand cupping my breast. It’s a protective, not an aggressive gesture. But
when I let my eyes flutter open to investigate, a strangled yelp escapes my
throat.
“What the—where—?!” I cry out, sitting bolt upright in bed.
Not my bed, thank you very much. A bed I’ve never seen before. In a room I’ve
never seen before. I whip around to examine my unexpected bedmate.
Now him I’ve seen before.
“Morning, Red,” Brooks smiles sleepily, eyes barely open in
the early sunlight. “Slept well, I take it?”
I leap out of bed, staring at the shirtless god before me. I
have no recollection of falling asleep beside him last night. I run my hands
all over my body, and find that I seem to be fully clothed. Well, as fully
clothed as I ever was last night.
“Brooks,” I say, forcing myself to be calm, “where the hell
are we?”
“We’re at the clubhouse,” he shrugs, rolling onto his back,
“enjoying a good night’s sleep. Or we were. Come back to bed, babe. It’s cool
that we’re using this room.”
“Cool is not the word I’d use,” I hiss back, shoving my
fingers through my hair. “I totally blacked out last night.”
“Yeah you did,” he laughs, shaking his head, “You party
hard. I appreciate that in a woman. Relax, would you? We had a great time.”
“How great of a time?” I demand, terrified of his answer.
“What do you mean, how...?” he trails off, spotting the
anxious look on my face. “Are you asking...if we fucked?”
“To cut to the chase, yes,” I reply.
Brooks stares at me, his brows furrowed with indignation.
“Do you honestly think I would fuck a girl after she blacked out?” he demands.
“What kind of a sick fuck do you think I am, Red?”
His anger makes me take a step back. “I...I don’t know...” I
say. “Things were getting pretty hot between us—”
“Yeah, they were,” he says, throwing off the covers and
rising to his feet, “And then you had a few too many drinks, and I decided to
look after you for the rest of the night. I mean, I could have left you out in
the bar to get carted off by any old boozed up brother. Would you have
preferred that?”
“Of course not,” I mutter, feeling embarrassment rising in
my cheeks, “I shouldn’t have assumed that—”
“Damn right you shouldn’t have assumed,” Brooks spits,
stepping up to me. His tapered, finely tuned torso is close enough to touch,
but I don’t dare. He’s furious that I thought the worst of him, it’s odd to see
him so offended. For the first time since meeting Brooks, I’m actually scared
of what he might do.
“I’m sorry,” I breathe, looking up at those fierce green
eyes, “I hardly know you, Brooks. I was taken off guard by waking up here.
There are a lot of assholes in the world who wouldn’t have stopped last night
just because—”
“I’m a lot of things, Keira,” he growls, towering over me.
“I’m a loner. I’m an outlaw. Some would even call me a criminal. But I am not
one of those assholes .”
I stare up at him, moved by his vehemence. “I believe you,”
I whisper.
“You’d better,” he says, squaring his shoulders. “I live by
a code, Keira. We all do, around here. I said I’d protect you from the rest of
the guys, and I will. You’re my girl now. You’re safe with me.”
“I know,” I breathe, resting my hands on the inked panes of
his chest.
“But that doesn’t mean I’m not going to have you every which
way just as soon as I can,” he goes on, grabbing me by the hips. Even in the
light of day, he can turn me on in a heartbeat. All I want is to let my hands
skirt down across his cut abs, down to that perfect length I’ve dreamt about...
But duty calls.
“I know this is kind of lame,
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