Rylan just stood back and watched me as he played with Oly. He didn’t get upset that I was taking over his kitchen.
He doesn’t stray far from me. I’m trying to figure out a way to get away, but I also want to give him at least tonight.
Could one night hurt?
He brings some tools into the house from the large garage and starts showing Oly how they work.
“I’m going to have to get her some toys for here,” he announces when he comes back into the kitchen.
He leans over my body and kisses my neck. I changed into a pair of black high-waisted shorts and a white halter top with black polka dots. I took my hair out of the bun and let the long ponytail hang down my back. He tugs my ponytail until I tip my head back. Then he takes my lips in a deep kiss.
“You kissed my momma,” Oly says, walking in on us.
I’m about to give her an excuse when Rylan interrupts me.
“Yep, and I’m going to keep doing it. Is that okay with you?”
“Are you momma’s boyfriend like Miser Hock is Auntie Low’s?”
“I am.”
“No, he isn’t, baby girl,” I say, and he cocks that scarred brow at me.
He leans down and stops inches from my mouth.
“I’m the only man kissing you. So, yes, I’m your boyfriend.”
He kisses me, and I can’t think of a comeback.
“Hey, you all better be decent,” a deep voice says from the doorway, and we turn as several guys walk through the door.
I’ve met Wing, Loki, Icarus, and GB. They’ve all been guards for Harley at different times. But there are a couple I haven’t met.
Rylan introduces me to another man, about as tall as Icarus, with long, wild hair and dark-rimmed glasses. He reminds me of one of the characters from that MC club show.
“This is Vortex,” Rylan says. “And this is Miner.” He gestures to a mocha-skinned man with laughing eyes.
“Hey, baker.” He jokes as he shakes my hand.
Rylan then introduces me to Sparky and Cy.
“I’ve seen you outside the bakery,” I tell Cy.
“I’m Aftershock’s dad. I keep an eye on princess as much as I can.” His deep voice is kind, and he reminds me of the sort of man I always wished I’d had as a father growing up.
The last man to walk through the door is extremely handsome, but not like Rylan. He knows he’s cute and walks straight over to me. I hold out my hand, and he bends to kiss the back of it.
“Romeo, get your lips off my woman,” Rylan barks.
Harley has told me about him, and he fits every story she’s shared.
“Had to try, Prez.” He chuckles, then leans down to Oly. “You must be the new little princess?”
“I’m Lympia.”
“Her name is Olympia,” I clarify for him, and Icarus starts laughing as he walks over and picks up my girl.
“Ha, dude, you can’t call her Oly like I can. You couldn’t sweet-talk this little girl.” He chuckles deep as Oly laughs along with him and he takes her out back.
