Nitro relaxes a little and I grin up at Jules. “Aw, so that will make us brothers-in-law!”
Jules stares at me, giving nothing away other than a twitch of his lip before spinning on his heel and leaving.
“That guy is hot as hell but damn he has the personality of an evil vampire.”
Nitro snorts before slapping a hand on my thigh, so high that his pinky brushes my hardness. “Come one babe. Let's collect our woman and get her home. I have visions of licking her pussy while it’s stuffed with your cock.”
“I fucking love you.”
“I fucking love you too.”
“Aw, what about me?” Jazz’s playful voice sounds out from behind us.
Nitro and I turn at the same time, Jazz’s gaze bouncing between me and our man.
“I love you, forever.”
Chapter 17
Sasha
“Why are we at the clubhouse?” Roman asks, looking intrigued. I give him a small smile, not wanting to give too much away. “Sasha?Moy lyubimyy?”
I don’t answer. Instead I slowly make my way up the drive, knowing that the MC are inside at what Ana calls “the after party”. Roman taps his finger on his thigh, and I know he’s nervous. My man likes to be in charge of everything. He likes to know everything. Me surprising him with an evening at the MC will be causing anxiety.
“We are here to party. For Valentine’s Day.”
He raises a brow as he turns his head to look at me from his position in the passenger seat. When we travel as a couple we sit side by side. When it’s a business meeting, he sits in the back. It’s part of the facade. Part of the act where I am just a man whoworks for the Pakhan, opening his door and keeping him safe. Not someone who loves the Pakhan with every fiber of his being.
“Valentine’s Day? We usually celebrate at home. In bed.” The corner of Roman’s mouth tips up as his hand finds its way onto my upper thigh, causing heat to run through me.
“We do. But tonight I want to celebrate with my man. In public with people we trust.” I stop the car, the glow of the clubhouse lights bathing Roman in gold. “I want to love my man in the open. Not behind closed doors. Not tonight.” I swallow, searching Roman’s dark gaze. “Will you let me do that?”
Roman glances at the clubhouse and the big man on the deck, leaning over the railing gazing down at him. “Are you coming in or what? You’ll miss the slow dances if you fuck around too long,” Marx calls, before tipping his head toward the common room.
Roman’s gaze finds mine. “This is happening?”
I nod, too afraid to say a word in case this doesn't make Roman happy. All I want is for him to be happy.
“Ty tak khorosho ko mne otnosish’sya,you treat me so well, my love.”
“Only you, Roman. Only you.”
He smiles as he opens the door and gets out, the hard planes of his body illuminated by the clubhouse lights as he walks around the hood of the car, coming to a stop at my door. He opens it, then holds his hand out for mine.
“May I have the first dance?”
Violet
“You look exhausted, we should probably get home,” Jules says,looking down at me with his brows pinched.
“No, I don't want to go! I want to stay here and watch Roman and Sasha be so stinkin’ in love with each other!” I let out a happy sigh as I watch the two men whisper to each other as Sasha leads Roman around the dancefloor again.
They’ve been that way since they came in. Roman looked a little nervous to begin with, and I get it. He’s spent years hiding his relationship, it must feel weird to be out in this way. Being able to touch each other, kiss each other, dance with each other with full freedom and no judgement.
“I think you’ve seen enough. Come on, babe.”
I groan as Jules takes my hand and pulls me up. He moves to lead me to the door but we have Juno upstairs in the nursery so I head that way.
