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I was violently yankedfrom a peaceful sleep by an incessant pounding on the front door of my apartment. It was disorienting to come back into the world of consciousness so quickly, and I sat up in bed, confused about where the annoying noise was coming from. A quick glance at the alarm clock’s big red numbers told me that I had been asleep for about twelve hours.
Someone knocked again, and I finally realized what was going on. Who the hell was bugging me now?
“Hold your horses,” I called out, pulling back my sheets and getting out of the bed. My body was aching from sleeping for so long, and my head felt heavy. As I reached the door, I opened it without bothering to check the peephole while in the middle of a massive yawn.
Kat was standing on the other side, looking like a sex goddess in her black fishnet top with a completely visible black bra underneath and a pair of black leather pants. My cock stood at attention so quickly that I thought it might actually pop the zipper of my jeans.
But I didn’t let myself get too excited at the sight of her. By now, I was sure that Jason had told her all about what happened last night. If she was here to give me shit about Outlaw SoulsattackingLas Balas, I wasn’t in the mood to listen to it.
I must have been standing there for too long without speaking because she shifted her weight from one foot to the other and bit her lip nervously.
“You weren’t at work,” she said.
“No, I wasn’t.”
I stepped away from the door, leaving it open for her if she decided to come in, and went to my kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water. I was parched, so I drank half the thing in one go. When I turned around, Kat was standing behind me.
“Are you okay?”
What a loaded question. I was happy that Outlaw Souls had won this battle but upset at the loss of Diego. More than anything else, though, I was sick of this back and forth between the two of us. Kat was an addiction that I didn’t mind one bit, but if she really didn’t want me, I wasn’t interested in sleeping together anymore. Who knew that I’d grow sick of this casual sex thing?
“No, I don’t think I am.”
“Can I do anything for you?” she asked, stepping closer as she looked up at me through her eyelashes.
“Tell me why you’re here.”
“I know what happened last night.”
I sighed, “I’m not in the mood for a fight about Outlaw Souls.”
I’d just slept for twelve hours, but this conversation was still tiring.
“No,” she stepped even closer, and the sweet scent of her wrapped around me. God, my body always burned for her. “I want to thank you for getting Jason out of there. His shitty club members probably wouldn’t have done it.”
“He’s your brother. I know how precious that is.”
“He told me the truth about Las Balas, all the terrible shit they’ve done. I really had no idea. I feel like a complete jackass.”
I cupped her chin, running my thumb across her smooth cheek.
“Don’t be so hard on yourself,” I said. “You’ve been, like, half a jackass, at most.”
I chuckled as she slapped my arm, but there was a smile in her eyes.
“Come on, it’s not easy to admit I’m wrong.”
I was just so damn relieved that she was finally coming around that I didn’t need her to admit anything, except that she was mine.
“Okay, fine. You’ve come to your senses. Glad to hear it,” my eyes flickered down to her lips. “Now, what are you going to do about it?”
I barely had time to brace myself before Kat literally jumped into my arms. She hugged my neck while her legs went around my waist. Her lips pressed against mine, and it was all blazing fire and needy passion. This woman was always my undoing, bringing out the animal in me. Right now, that animal needed to claim what was his.
I started to walk us into my bedroom, not even breaking our kiss, as I was familiar with the layout of my own place. Just before we reached my bedroom, a tantalizing thought occurred to me, and I shifted directions, taking her into the bathroom.
“What are we doing?” she asked, pulling her head back to look around.
