He grinned, leaning down to kiss me gently. “You seriously not sleepin’?”
I shook my head. “I lost the love of my life, of course, I’m not sleeping.”
“Is that love of your life me?”
“No, it’s Aero, but I’ll settle for you.”
With a growl, he lifted me off my feet and dropped me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, smacking my butt as he walked me down the hall to my bedroom.
“What the hell are you doing?” I squeaked.
He didn’t answer. Just dropped me on my mattress and leaned over me, kissing me again. “You gonna let me feast on your pussy?”
I squirmed under him. “The food’ll get cold.”
“I’ll be quick.”
I rolled my eyes. “When have you ever been quick?”
He met my eyes. “You wanna eat or fuck?”
“Fuck.” I shook my head. “No, eat.”
“Your choice, baby.”
“Fuck,” I said, waffling. He grinned, leaning down to kiss me again, but I laid my hand over his mouth. “No, wait.”
He kissed my fingers and sighed. “You need to talk first.”
I nodded. “Yes.”
“Okay, Dimples, let’s do that before my dick explodes.”
I let out a quiet snort. “So melodramatic.”
“Finally got you to smile, though,” he pointed out, pushing up from the bed and holding his hand out to me. I took it and he pulled me against him, kissing me again. “Fuckin’ missed you, baby.”
I gripped his cut. “I missed you too.”
“Let’s get shit settled, then, because I’m not livin’ another day without you in my life.”
Sundance guided me onto a barstool, moving around the island and commandeering my kitchen while I sat and watched.
“You need to start askin’ questions, baby, or I’m gonna take you back to your bedroom and finish what I started,” he warned, setting the Chinese in the microwave.
“Why is Sonja messing with the club?”
“Because she’s a cunt.”
“Specifically,” I pressed.
“I don’t know. I can speculate, but that’s all it would be. She wants to be an old lady, and no one was willin’ to give her more than the occasional dick, so she went lookin’ for someone who’d give her more.”
“Did you give her the ‘occasional dick’?”
“No.”
“Why not? She’s pretty enough,” I said.
