“Me too,” I admitted, then pushed myself up, but Sundance wouldn’t let me go, so I flopped onto his chest.
“Babe—”
“I’m partially kidding,” I rushed to say. “I think it’s important that I know.”
“Then why are you freaking out?”
“Because this isscary.”
“Baby, you’re not in any danger. There’s no reason to be scared.”
I frowned. “You putting a recruit on me makes me feel like I have a reason to be scared.”
He slid his finger down my cheek and sighed. “I’m being proactive about your protection. Nothing will touch you.”
“I feel like this is moving in a direction I’m somewhat unprepared for.”
“In what way?”
“Well, are we even a couple?”
“I’m not fuckin’ anyone else.”
“Neither am I,” I said. “But that’s not what I’m asking.”
He sighed. “Not sure I’m ready to give you my class ring, baby.”
“But I feel like you insisting someone follow me for my protection means something more. I haven’t even told Ripley about us and that’s mostly because I don’t know how any of this works in the biker world. Apparently, it’s akin to a fifties movie, and I’m pretty sure I’m Olivia Newton John in this scenario, which gives me hives.”
“That was a seventies movie depicting the fifties,” he pointed out.
I rolled my eyes. “To quote another seventies depiction of the fifties, ‘Sit on it,’” I retorted.
Sundance laughed, pulling me closer and kissing me. “You’re fuckin’ hilarious, Dimples.”
“Glad you think so,” I said with a frustrated sigh, trying to pull away from him again.
“Settle,” he ordered, and I scowled at him.
“Excuse me?”
“Is there somethin’ else goin’ on here?” he asked.
“I just feel you’re moving too quickly. This is something people do in committed relationships. Not when they’re casually fucking each other.”
“You need a commitment?”
I met his eyes. “Are you offering one?”
“Insomuch as I want to keep goin’ with what we got, yeah. I like you, baby. A fuck of a lot.”
I stroked his cheek. “I know myself enough to know eventually, I’ll want more,” I admitted.
“How much more?”
“For now, I want to keep going with what we’ve got, but I also want to be yours.”
“You are mine,” he growled.
