I wrapped her in my possessive embrace and bit down on my back molars. “Shit, Kelly. I’m sorry, but that is our ritual. You just need to show them your titties. Nothing below the belt, baby.”
She jerked back and the blood drained out of her face. “Are you serious?”
“I was shocked when you mentioned it. Which club girl told you? They will get their ass spanked. They fucking know better than to blab that shit.” Now I was totally screwing with her.
“Gideon, I never agreed to that.” She turned her head in the direction of her brother. “Kevvy is in the room.”
“Don’t ever joke about taking your clothes off in front of any man.” I swatted her bottom. “It’s not funny, baby. In fact, it makes me unhinged. You get me?”
“Are you saying I can keep me clothes on? You were just messing with me.”
“Yes. That beautiful dress is only coming off when I take it off.” I winked at her.
“Oh my God.” She gasped and wilted against me. “You had me going there. Shame on you.”
“You started it.” I kissed the side of her head.
“True. I won’t be doing that again.” She lifted her face to see me.
“Good. Let’s go joinourbrother before a chick helps herself to his lap.” In this club, age was only a number. Kevin was sixteen now and he’d matured a lot since last summer. Girls were noticing him and that meant trouble for all of us.
“Nope, not happening. He can’t date until he’s thirty.” Kelly took my hand and hot footed it to her brother.
I snorted. Why ruin her special day with the truth? I’d let her be overprotective for a little longer. Kevin wanted to be a King. He had the grit, strength and loyalty we looked for in a young man. From what I’d heard around the clubhouse, the girls were already creaming their panties over him. So yeah, I’d let my beautiful wife have a little more time being oblivious.
“By the way, I love that you said, our brother,” she told me. “It means everything to me.”
“Just speaking the truth, baby.”
