Raine Falling (Hells Saints Motorcycle Club) by Paula Marinaro Page A
Authors: Paula Marinaro
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had ever looked at me like that, ever. I finally knew the meaning of that overused quote in romance books that said, “He raped me with his eyes.”
Wow. Wow. Oh. Wow.
Diego was halfway out of his seat. Crow looked at him, clapped a hand on his shoulder and said, “That door ever opens, Brother.” Then without sparing me another glance he was gone.
I was still sitting in stunned silence. I felt Diego’s eyes on me, but purposefully avoided them. Jules slapped a plate down in front of me. All of a sudden I had a huge appetite and it was all really delicious. Jules smirked when he saw that I had cleaned my plate. When he asked me if it was good, I told him that he had just given me the absolute best I ever had.
Diego looked my way again and growled.
Jules burst out laughing and reached out to kiss the top of my head. He replied, “Doll, you ain’t seen nothing yet.”
Diego looked exasperated, but this time he was looking right at Prosper. Prosper’s eyes were full of mirth. He mouthed something to him that looked like it might have been the word complicated, but I couldn’t imagine why he would have said that.
CHAPTER 23
F ucking Crow. Goddamn him to hell, that Apache bastard.
For the second time in less than a couple of days Diego had half risen out of his seat to take a brother on over Raine. Never in his life had he fought over a woman. Now at fucking thirty-eight years old, he was gonna start? No fucking way.
He had been making his way down the hallway when he saw her fling open that door with nothing but that hip-length Chinese silk shit on. Christ, that belt barely held the thing together. He could see half her left tit and the bottom opened almost to her V. And there she stood totally unaware of it. Smiling and sleepy-eyed with those big blue eyes and soft pink mouth issuing an invitation to every fucking brother in the place. How was it possible that she didn’t know that? But fuck him, if she hadn’t looked hurt and embarrassed when he called her on it.
Jesus. It was going to be a full-time job keeping Raine safe. Safe from his brothers, from him, and from her goddamn self. He was going to have to make it clear who she belonged to, if just to keep her from harm’s way.
But first he had to get his woman away from all his up-in-your-face, horny, blueballed brothers. He was going to do something he had never done before. Never had to do to get a woman to share his bed.
He was gonna get Raine on the back of his bike and take her out on a fucking date.
CHAPTER 24
P rosper and I took off after breakfast. We talked about ordinary things, trying to find our way back there, I guess. Or really establish a new ordinary. There was still a lot to be settled, but we had done a hell of a lot of that already and we both needed to put that away for a while. As we walked arm in arm, I remembered how much I loved being with Prosper. That hadn’t changed and as the day wore on, it cemented itself in. He made me laugh remembering little things about Claire and me . . . And about my mom and dad. Funny little things that not another living soul knew about us. Family things.
It was a perfect day. Blue skies and white, fluffy clouds. We sat down on a big boulder in the sun. Prosper took out two beers he had brought along in a backpack. As a surprise, he had also packed some of the cookies that Pinky had made before she left to see her family. I was still full, but we had been hiking a couple of miles. The beer and cookies went down easy. The cookies tasted like that summer at the lake. I brought my head down to Prosper’s shoulder, remembering. We sat like that in the warm sunshine. My head on his shoulder and his arm around me.
I wanted to give him something, so I took out my little harp. The look of pleasure in his eyes when he saw it made my heart sing. I played a few little tunes for him, shy at first. When he clapped and cheered with suspiciously bright eyes after the first round, I really started to show
Wow. Wow. Oh. Wow.
Diego was halfway out of his seat. Crow looked at him, clapped a hand on his shoulder and said, “That door ever opens, Brother.” Then without sparing me another glance he was gone.
I was still sitting in stunned silence. I felt Diego’s eyes on me, but purposefully avoided them. Jules slapped a plate down in front of me. All of a sudden I had a huge appetite and it was all really delicious. Jules smirked when he saw that I had cleaned my plate. When he asked me if it was good, I told him that he had just given me the absolute best I ever had.
Diego looked my way again and growled.
Jules burst out laughing and reached out to kiss the top of my head. He replied, “Doll, you ain’t seen nothing yet.”
Diego looked exasperated, but this time he was looking right at Prosper. Prosper’s eyes were full of mirth. He mouthed something to him that looked like it might have been the word complicated, but I couldn’t imagine why he would have said that.
CHAPTER 23
F ucking Crow. Goddamn him to hell, that Apache bastard.
For the second time in less than a couple of days Diego had half risen out of his seat to take a brother on over Raine. Never in his life had he fought over a woman. Now at fucking thirty-eight years old, he was gonna start? No fucking way.
He had been making his way down the hallway when he saw her fling open that door with nothing but that hip-length Chinese silk shit on. Christ, that belt barely held the thing together. He could see half her left tit and the bottom opened almost to her V. And there she stood totally unaware of it. Smiling and sleepy-eyed with those big blue eyes and soft pink mouth issuing an invitation to every fucking brother in the place. How was it possible that she didn’t know that? But fuck him, if she hadn’t looked hurt and embarrassed when he called her on it.
Jesus. It was going to be a full-time job keeping Raine safe. Safe from his brothers, from him, and from her goddamn self. He was going to have to make it clear who she belonged to, if just to keep her from harm’s way.
But first he had to get his woman away from all his up-in-your-face, horny, blueballed brothers. He was going to do something he had never done before. Never had to do to get a woman to share his bed.
He was gonna get Raine on the back of his bike and take her out on a fucking date.
CHAPTER 24
P rosper and I took off after breakfast. We talked about ordinary things, trying to find our way back there, I guess. Or really establish a new ordinary. There was still a lot to be settled, but we had done a hell of a lot of that already and we both needed to put that away for a while. As we walked arm in arm, I remembered how much I loved being with Prosper. That hadn’t changed and as the day wore on, it cemented itself in. He made me laugh remembering little things about Claire and me . . . And about my mom and dad. Funny little things that not another living soul knew about us. Family things.
It was a perfect day. Blue skies and white, fluffy clouds. We sat down on a big boulder in the sun. Prosper took out two beers he had brought along in a backpack. As a surprise, he had also packed some of the cookies that Pinky had made before she left to see her family. I was still full, but we had been hiking a couple of miles. The beer and cookies went down easy. The cookies tasted like that summer at the lake. I brought my head down to Prosper’s shoulder, remembering. We sat like that in the warm sunshine. My head on his shoulder and his arm around me.
I wanted to give him something, so I took out my little harp. The look of pleasure in his eyes when he saw it made my heart sing. I played a few little tunes for him, shy at first. When he clapped and cheered with suspiciously bright eyes after the first round, I really started to show
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