I licked my lips then looked at Kimber.
She was glancing at my cock too, and then she looked at me and shared, “So glad I waited.”
I smirked, “Fucking good.”
I pressed a kiss on her forehead, then lifted her, bridal style.
She giggled as she wrapped her arms around my neck while I carried her to the bathroom.
I had just stepped into my bedroom... and at her gasp, I stopped and smiled.
I looked down at her face and saw the wonder that was written clearly, then I looked around the bedroom.
The brothers had brought back the bouquets of orange tulips and set them around the bedroom.
“Grey,” she whispered with so much emotion I couldn’t help but feel ten fucking feet tall.
“How?” she asked.
“My brothers,” I told her.
She nodded, “Yeah.”
So, my woman likes the little things that make grand gestures? Fucking noted.
I sat her down on the bathroom counter, as I braced my hands on either side of her thighs.
“I don’t share. You want a guy friend, okay with me, but I will talk to him. You want me to only go to the clubhouse with you at my side while the club whores are there, okay, I’ll talk to Nuke. You’re mine. And I’m yours. Yeah?”
She winked, “Yeah.”
I pressed a kiss on the tip of her nose and stepped back.
And then... she pressed into my back as I started to fill the tub with water and pressed a kiss on my left shoulder blade... and let’s just say that what happened in that tub and after in our bed... is for only me to fucking know.
‘She's the voice I love to hear
And someday when I'm ninety.’
– Brad Paisley.
Chapter 14
Grey
When I woke up the next morning, I smiled.
First time in my entire fucking life that I have smiled first thing in the morning.
And that is all thanks to the woman at my side.
The way her body fit mine so snuggly.
The way her pale blonde hair fanned out on the pillows and over my arm.
I pressed a kiss on the top of her head, and then she stirred.
She hummed, “Morning Grey.”
