Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 72617 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72617 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
She slipped her arms around my neck as she pulled me close and whispered, “Then don’t.”
Without saying anything more, Mia eased up on her tiptoes and pressed her lips to mine, so eager and full of hunger. Her lips opened in a small gasp, giving me even better access to her mouth, and I delved deeper, letting all the passion I’d been holding back come pouring out.
She ran her fingers through my hair, pulling me closer and returning my kiss with fervor. She moaned into my mouth as my free hand grabbed her ass and pulled her closer. I felt a slight smile play on her lips as she ground her hips against mine, clearly enjoying my growing arousal—just as I was enjoying hers.
I trailed my lips down her throat, nipping and sucking at the sensitive flesh. Her breath caught as I reached the dip between her neck and collarbone. Her hands gripped my hair, and I could feel her heart hammering in her chest.
Fuck.
I couldn’t remember ever wanting anything like I wanted her at the moment. For reasons I couldn’t begin to explain, I burned for this woman, and with every touch, she stoked the fucking fire. She shifted her hips forward, grinding herself against my ever-hardening cock.
I guided her over to the bed, and we spent the next few hours tangled in each other’s arms. We’d been lying there for several minutes, catching our breaths and all, when Mia rolled over on her stomach and batted her eyelashes. She was clearly up to something, so I asked, “What?”
“I wanted to talk to you about something.”
“Okay. What’s on your mind?”
“It’s about the kitten.”
“What about him?”
“Well, first of all, his name is terrible. You cannot keep calling him Shitstain.”
“I don’t see why not. That’s what he is.”
“Wrath!”
“About names... When it’s just you and me, you can call me Charles or Charlie or whatever you wanna call me. But Wrath is for when we’re at the club or with the brothers.”
“Okay, I can do that.” She smiled as she confessed, “But it might take me a minute. I’ve only known you as Wrath for as long as I can remember.”
“It’ll come to you.” I gave her a wink, then laid back on my pillow. “So, back to the cat.”
“Yeah, I was thinking you could name him Harley or Cletus or even Frank seems much more appropriate.”
“Frank?”
“It’s better than Shitstain!”
“Okay, fine. You can name him whatever you want, but he stays outside. And if he gets in my garbage...”
“You’re not shooting him, Charles.”
Hearing her say my name, even with sass, got me right in the gut, and there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do to hear it again—even if that meant putting up with a damn cat. “Fine, I won’t shoot the damn thing, but I’m not promising that I won’t put a boot in his ass.”
“You’re terrible.”
“Says the woman who nearly beat the neighbor to death.”
“I did no such thing!”
“Maybe not, but you roughed her up pretty good.” I chuckled as I teased, “Bet she’s still trying to get the tangles out of that hair.”
“Stop.” She giggled. “It’s not nice to make fun of the less fortunate.”
“Less fortunate?”
“Well, I am the one lying here in this bed next to you.”
“And you think that makes you fortunate?”
“As a matter of fact, I do.”
“You keep talking like that, and we’ll never get to that pizza and wine.”
“I’d be okay with that.”
She gave me one of her smiles, and that’s all it took.
The pizza and wine would just have to wait.
CHAPTER 16
Mia
“You lied.”
“About what?”
My brother’s brows furrowed with anger. “You and Wrath.”
“I didn’t exactly lie. I just said it wasn’t what you thought.”
“But it was what I thought! You are fucking around with him!”
“It’s not like that, Wyatt.”
I’d woken up feeling a little off-center. I’m not sure why. Things were going great with me and Wrath. I should’ve been on cloud nine, but I wasn’t. I was consumed with doubt and in need of a little guidance, so I decided to pay Wyatt a visit.
I knew the second I walked into his office that he wasn’t in a good mood, but it was even worse than I thought. I didn’t want to make matters worse by spouting off, so I remained calm and rational as I told him, “I really like him, and I’m pretty sure he feels the same way about me.”
“You gotta know better than that,” he grumbled under his breath. “Wrath doesn’t feel anything for anyone.”
“If you truly think that, then you don’t know him at all.”
“He was chosen as the club’s new enforcer for a reason, Mia.”
“What?” I was stunned. Wrath hadn’t mentioned anything to me about it. Neither had Dad. “When did that happen?”
“He was voted in a couple of days ago.”
“And what about Dad?”
“He stepped down.”
“What?”
Wyatt shook his head. “You knew it was coming. He’s been talking about it for months.”