“Brother, I’m just trying to understand what’s goin’ down,” Killian said.
“And now you do,” Mickayla said.
We rode to the clubhouse on Ryan’s bike.I hated being without my car, but I couldn’t deny how much fun it was riding on his bike in the daytime.
He carried my duffel bag and the bag o’ books to his room with me trailing behind him toting my leftovers.
I closed the door to his room while he set the bags down.
“I got a mini-fridge where you can put your leftovers,” he said, gesturing to the far corner of the room.
I stashed my food in his fridge, straightened, and edged closer to him.“You make your bed every day.”
He chuckled.“No.A prospect makes my bed.”
“I see.”
He sat down on the foot of the bed.“You gonna dance on a table for me one day?”
I laughed.“Maybe.I’ve calmed down a lot these days.”
He pulled me on to his lap.“Are you sure Mick didn’t freak you out?”
I grinned while running my fingers through the hair at the side of his head.I loved the prickly yet soft feeling.“Yeah.She’s a good woman, even if she may have kept Kristen from going there with your brother.”
He nodded and let his hands drift down to my tush.“I have an hour and a half before I need to leave.”
“Oh.Do you need to do something before you go?”
That devilish smirk of his appeared.“Yeah, you.”
Ryan grabbed his keys from a dish on his dresser and shoved them in his pocket.Then he shrugged on his leather vest.
“Do you always wear your vest?”I asked.
He looked at me.“It’s a cut, and if I’m on my bike, yes.”
“Even in the rain?”
“Yep.Though I put rain gear on over it – assuming I don’t take a cage instead.”
“A cage is a car, I take it.”
“It is.Come give me a kiss before I go.”
I met him at the door, snaked my arms around his neck, and kissed him.It quickly turned into a mini makeout session, even though we had spent the last hour working off lunch.
And even though I’d just had two orgasms, I felt like I could jump him again, but then he’d be running late.
I broke the kiss and exhaled hard.“What are you doing to me?”I whispered.
He rested his forehead on mine.“Been asking myself that all week, Trouble, because this is…”
“Unreal,” I suggested when he trailed off.
“Something like that,” he said, his arms giving me a squeeze.
He kissed me once more with a single tongue touch and stepped back.“I gotta jet.Lock the door after me.I’ll see you tonight.”
