“Wait for me to explain in detail because you have no clue what you’re agreeing with.”
She bites down on her bottom lip, making her seem so damn innocent.
Which also makes me wonder, “Are you a virgin?”
Relief hits me when she shakes her head.
“Okay.Wait for me to explain everything before you freak out or agree, okay?”She nods and I continue.“Your uncle and his guys have been popping up in town for the past few days.Even before you broke into your father’s cabin.Our club and theirs have history.The kind where lives were lost on each side, and still blood gets spilled.”
I glance at her bandages and she winces.
“Most of the brothers don’t trust the fact that you showed up.DNA proving you’re the president’s daughter or not...you’re still a direct link to Otto as well.They suggested we’d lock you up in the basement.That suggestion didn’t sit right with me.Sure, we held you at my place for a few days, but locking you up again?Hell no, not under those circumstances.”
Another wince and this time her gaze locks on her backpack.
I cup the side of her face and her eyes find mine once more.“No more running.I’m offering you my home.To become my woman, you get to share everything with me, including the protection of the club.”
CHAPTER SEVEN
–MERCY –
Become his woman, share his home, and be protected from my uncle and Linus?There is no choice, and I don’t have to think about it either.
“Yes,” I state loud and firm.
“Good.Now, to officially claim you we have to...”He clears his throat.“Fuck.”
“Fuck,” I echo.
Sex.He wants to have sex.My heart skips a beat and the mere thought of having sex with him intrigues me.Where I was curious with Linus, it quickly fizzled after we started fooling around.Would it be different with Sable?
His green eyes are staring right at me when he states, “Yeah, it’s a trust thing.Laying claim on a woman in front of all my brothers, showing each and every one that you’re mine.”
My jaw drops and without thinking I blurt, “You want to have sex in front of others?”
His lips turn into a sexy smirk.“Only one time in front of others, preferably multiple times when it’s just us.You have a skirt in your backpack, right?Wear it.I don’t want anyone else getting a glimpse of what’s mine.”
