“Oh, sorry,” she said. “I decided to clean.”
“That’s alright, but they were just changed before I left to get you.”
She ran her fingers through her silky blonde hair. “Truth? I was upset and wanted to wash your smell off them.”
My chest tightened. I didn’t like that feeling. Still, I stepped closer, grabbing her and pulling her against me. “Well, now you know the truth. If you have something to say, say it to me. And no more tears over me.” Tears meant big feelings. We didn’t need that. But there was nothing wrong with us enjoying each other.
“Okay.”
I knew this would be tricky. Women were emotional creatures and she wasn’t a bunny. But she wasn’t new toa similar lifestyle. Not wanting to deal with all that now, I switched into the simplest issue.
“About the condom,” I started, but she put her hand up.
“I’m on the pill. I think we’re okay. And not that you want to know, but I have been tested and am all clear.”
I gripped her hair, tilting her face up. Goddamn she was so pretty, and when I pulled her hair that way, she always parted those rosy lips. “Why are you on the pill?” She’d admitted she wasn’t a virgin but not by much, so why the fuck would she need that?
She chuckled. It was curious how she never seemed afraid of me. “I’ve known since I was young that I’d be married off and that it would be a quick ordeal. I know there’s expectations of children but I figured I could at least settle into my role before that. So, when I went to be tested after the last time.” She paused, a slight tilt to her head. “I decided to be proactive.”
Her explanation tampered the possessive beast within me. I also didn’t want to discuss kids right now so I switched the conversation back to the other shit. “I’m clean, too. But I don’t usually do that.”
She smirked as one of her brows cocked high.
“I don’t usually have unprotected sex, I mean. But I’m good.” Dropping my face closer, brushing my lips over hers I said, “And I’m glad to know I can keep fucking you like that.”
She pulled me down, not waiting for me. Her kisses were deep and sensual, her tiny hands moving over my chest. My cock stirred in my pants, but she needed a break.
“Alright, alright. Will you eat now?” I asked, still gripping her hair.
“Huh?” she asked, her brows pinching and her lips pouting.
“You didn’t eat earlier. You need to. And I have work to do.” In all honesty, I didn’t have anything pressing, but I needed some space. I could just keep kissing her, but that probably wasn’t the best idea. I did have shit to figure out, visit the dance club, and plans to make as far as our next move to discover Pa’s killer. But there were no new leads, so it wasn’t an immediate need.
“Okay. But I need to finish the laundry first.”
Pulling her closer, I tugged on her hair again. She seemed to like that. I’d have to remember that for later. “You do. Because we’ll havebothof our scents on it later, and from here on out.”
“I hope so,” she whispered, her lips parted and her eyes gazing at mine.
My mouth went to hers like a magnet. His lips were so soft. I kissed her hard, once again giving myself a chubby. But when her stomach growled, I pulled away.
Her eyes were wide and she cringed while holding her stomach. “Oh God, how embarrassing.”
Running my fingers through her hair, I told her, “You need to eat.” I gave her a peck. “I’ll be at the clubhouse for a while but have to run some errands in a bit. You good?”
She nodded. “Yep. I’ll fix the bed and maybe unpack whatI brought. Do you know when the rest of my things will arrive?”
They were supposed to be at our holding site tonight or in the morning, and even though I wasn’t worried abouther, we still had to go through her stuff. “Not sure, but you’ll know as soon as they are. In the meantime, anything you need, tell me or Ma and you’ll have it shortly.”
“Thanks. I think I’m okay for a few days. I’ll see you later then, maybe?”
Grinning, I said, “Oh yeah. Eat well and rest. You’re gonna need it.”
Her cheeks had a small tint of pink to them before she walked from the room and down the hall to the laundry room. It wasn’t big, a closet almost, with just enough space for the washer and dryer and a little walking room. I did all my own laundry because I didn’t want bunnies in the house.
Heading back outside, I lit a smoke and leisurely walked back to the clubhouse. It was only midday now, so it was quiet and slow.
Once I was done with my smoke, I headed inside and went back to my office. I had notes scribbled down in several notebooks, and some pages pinned to the corkboard on the wall.
