“Okay, good we have this sorted out,” she muttered.
He lifted his head.“You paid some serious extra attentionto that movie the second time around, didn’t you?”
“Well,” she shrugged on his bed, “I was into you.”
Thank fuck, that made him smile.
“I wasgonnamake you a quickbreakfast before we hit it,” he told her.“But it’sgonnahave to be fast food on the way to the Compound.Igottacall a meeting of the brothers.”
She eased under him.“Good.”
Yeah, what was happening here between them…
It wasa lot.
Dutch bent his head and kissed her.
And after all of that, what she gave him, where she tookhim, the release he felt inside, down deep, still not knowing what it meant tohis future, but at least understanding what was there, his kiss was not quick.
Since she was Georgie, she responded wholeheartedly.
They got lost in it, some serious groping was happening,when a questioning, “Mwr?”semi-penetrated rightbefore there was a hammering on his front door.
He lifted his head, aiming his eyes to the door of hisbedroom.
“What—?”she started.
He looked down at her.
“Do you think Hound or Jagger told the Club about what we’redoing, and someone is here, angry about it?”she asked.
“No fucking way,” he answered.
The hammering kept coming.
He saw Murtagh bounce out, clearly kitty-ticked at thedisturbance.
Dutch felt him.He was biker-ticked.
“I’ll get it.You stay here,” he ordered.
“Dutch—”
He kissed her, this time quick.“I’ll handle it and beback.”
Then he rolled off her and out of bed.
When he got to the door, and opened it, it wasn’t a hugesurprise, what was on the other side.
It also was.
Last, it was aggravating.
But apparently, Jagger didn’t waste any time.
“Where is she?”Carolyn demanded, landing a hand in hischest and shoving him aside as she stomped in.
He took a breath to control his temper, a mistake, becauseit took too long before he began, “Caro—”
