“I meant to.”His jaw tightened.“No one gets near you like that.Not while I’m breathing.”
Her biker was possessive, fierce and dangerous.And God help her, it warmed her more than it should have.She let go of his hand slowly, though her fingers twitched at the loss of contact.
Brick’s eyes softened for half a second before he turned to Dillon.“Come on.We’ll take your car and I’ll accompany you both home.”
Tessa wondered if her heart would ever stop pounding.
Because underneath the sharp fear still clawing at her ribs was something else.Something terrifying in an entirely different way.She was moved deeply.
Because when Brick arrived like a storm and he’d come for her.No other man had ever done anything like that for her before and it was an addictive and powerful feeling.
Chapter Seven
The ride back to theclub was quiet, but it wasn’t a comfortable quiet.It was charged and coiled.Like every mile Brick put between them and Dillon’s school only tightened the wire already wrapped around his ribs.
Tessa was at the wheel and Brick sat next to her.He became aware of how close she was to him.
He shouldn’t have brought her to dinner.He should’ve taken her straight home, handed her off to the prospects standing guard at the clubhouse, and walked away before he did something he couldn’t undo.
They dropped Dillon off at his new home.Dillon waved goodbye and Tessa turned to Brick with that soft, tired smile, he caved.
She didn’t even have to say she was shaken.He felt it in the way she leaned into him, seeking the kind of safety only he could give and Brick wanted to give it.
It was more than was smart or sane.The diner had been a blur.He remembered there were two plates, which they barely touched, some quiet conversation, and Tessa brushed her knee against his beneath the table until he had to clench his jaw to keep from dragging her onto his lap.
Her smile softened whenever he met her gaze.She had no idea what she was doing to him.
By the time they reached the clubhouse, Brick’s control was hanging on by threads.After parking the truck, Brick opened the door for her and offered her his hand.
She took his hand automatically.Her fingers slid into his like she belonged there.Brick’s breath punched out of him.He should’ve let go but of course he didn’t.
Tessa looked up at him through long lashes, her voice small but steady.
“Brick, come inside?Just for a minute?”Tessa asked him
Everything inside him said no, but his mouth betrayed him.
