“Last chance,” he warned.
“No, not that.” I rolled my eyes. “I will not hurt Haven, so I need to know what you and she have.”
“Nothing, baby. She’s cool, I like her, but tonight’s really the first time we’ve even had a conversation.”
“Anyone else?”
“I would have told you if there was.”
“What about my dad? And Rocky? They can’t know.”
He frowned. “Why not?”
“Because you’ll lose your place here. Dad will kill you.”
“Baby, he won’t kill me,” he assured me. “We can take things slow, but when it’s right, we both gotta tell him.”
I nodded. “There’s something I haven’t told you.”
He stroked my cheek. “So, tell me.”
I bit my lip.
“Jesus, it can’t be that bad.”
“I don’t know.” I wrinkled my nose and leaned away from him. “Some guys think it’s a disease.”
He frowned. “Spit it out, Letti.”
“I’m... well, I’m...”
“You’re...,” he encouraged.
“I’m...ah...kind of a virgin.”
“Kindof a virgin?”
“Well, no,” I hedged. “I’m a full virgin. No one’s been near my clitty cat. Ever.”
He stared at me for a few tense seconds. “Seriously?”
I nodded. “A couple of guys have tried, but it’s amazing how my dad seems to know exactly when a guy’s about to try something and ultimately interrupts it. And it’s not like anyone in the club would ever come near me.” I sighed. “So I’m pristine and untouched.”
He grinned wide.
“Is that a good grin or one that means you’re gritting your teeth?” I asked.
He leaned in, smiling wider. “Oh, it’s good, baby.”
“I’m not saying you’re gonna be my hymen burner—”
“What the fuck?” he asked, bellowing with laughter. “Did your dad never give you the sex talk?”
I slapped my palms on his cut. “Stop. It’s an inside joke between me and Everly. Regardless, I don’t know if this is going to go that far, but I just wanted you to know, so you’d understand if I wasn’t jonesing to climb into bed with you.”
He leaned down and kissed my forehead. “Your timetable, Violet. There’s no rush or pressure. Except behind my zipper.”
I met his eyes. “Is there any chance you’ll give up being a biker and become an accountant?”
