“Yep, I sure will.”
“First of all, you’re carrying my child, so that shit ain't happening. Second of all, there won't be no bitches at my door, so it’s all good.”
“Ourdoor.”
I smiled at the look she gave me. She meant business and I was good with that. “Our door,” I repeated.
“See, was that so hard?” She smirked and grabbed my shirt, pulling me into another kiss.
“Hell yeah, it was. You’re stubborn as fuck and you might have told me no. Then I would have to lock you in here so you couldn’t leave. I already have enough shit on my plate right now and kidnapping you is not something I need to be fucking with.”
Sophie burst out laughing, then rolled her eyes.
“Kidnapping, really, Trooper?”
“Hell yeah and I mean it too. It would really complicate shit if I had to tell Story your ass just disappeared.”
“You’re happy he’s home,” she said with a slight grin.
“Yeah, I am. Are you?”
“I am. I just want to get to know him. My mother is happy, but she’s still married to William. William hates my father and I’m afraid tha?—”
“Don’t worry about him. We’ll take care of him and he will not get anywhere near you again. He ain’t fucking with your mother either, trust me. Story ain’t trying to let that happen. I know I wasn’t there for you like I should have been, but trust me, it will not happen again.”
Sophie’s expression softened and she placed her hands on my face, looking right into my eyes before her lips met mine again.
“I don’t blame you and I’m not mad about it, at least not with you. If you could have been there, you would have been. I know that.”
“Doesn’t matter. I blame myself, but I’ll fix it.” I pulled her closer to me and lifted her shirt over her head.
After tossing it to the floor, I started at her neck and worked my way from her collarbone to her shoulder, planting kisses across her skin while she locked her ankles at the small of my back.
We hadn’t had sex since before all this shit went down and I was horny as hell. I was trying not to push after everythinghappened, but I really needed to feel her. She didn’t object, so I was rolling with it.
“I missed this,” she moaned against my lips after they were connected again.
“Good, ’cause I plan on making up for lost time.”
I pulled her closer so she was barely on the counter anymore, and just as I was about to lift her completely and carry her to the bedroom, the doorbell sounded.
“Fuck,” I mumbled, then pulled Sophie forward, lowering her to the floor.
She lifted her shirt and frowned at me. “That better be Los.”
I laughed, knowing she meant it better not be some random bitch.
“It’s not Los, but it’s not some random bitch either, so chill with your hostile ass. It’s Story. I forgot he mentioned he was coming by to check on you before we headed out.”
Sophie's face lit up like a little ass kid. It was cute as hell to watch and I was just glad they had the opportunity to try to build something.
“Get the door while I go throw on a shirt and handle this.” I looked down at the impression in my sweats, mad as hell I wasn’t about to be up in Sophie.
She pulled her shirt over her head before walking around me, but she made sure to let her hand move across my erection.
“Ay, keep it up and I’ll pull your ass in the bedroom and bend you over the dresser real quick. You’re already pregnant, so he knows we’re fucking. It will embarrass you more than me when I have you begging for mercy.”
Sophie burst out laughing and moved quicker to the front door. She knew I was serious and s better be glad I had respect for Story, otherwise I would damn sure make that happen.
