Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27958 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27958 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
“Fucking hell,” Shaw groaned. “You’re dangerous to my self-control, baby.”
I fanned myself with my hand as he strode across the room to open the door. The heat in my cheeks was from a mixture of the first passion I’d ever experienced and being embarrassed to have basically been caught making out.
Molly grinned at him, wagging her brows when she bumped him out of the way to walk over to me. I had met the VP’s wife the last time I was at the Iron Rogues clubhouse, but we hadn’t interacted much back then. So I was surprised when she gave me a hug and murmured, “Welcome back. I know the circumstances aren’t ideal, but it’s so good to see you again, Britta.”
I flashed her a weak smile. “You, too.”
Molly turned toward Shaw. “Mav wanted me to tell you to get your ass moving since the meeting is going to be in your office. Don’t worry about Britta. Since she mostly hung out with her mom who was stuck in bed recuperating the last time she was here, she didn’t get to see much, so I’ll show her around.”
He heaved a deep sigh and crossed the room again, shrugging his leather vest off his broad shoulders. “Wear this when you’re not in my room.”
There was a mischievous glint in Molly’s eyes as she said, “Your cut is going to hang down to her knees, Stone.”
“Don’t have a problem with that,” he grunted, quirking a brow at her.
“Even though she’s perfectly safe at the clubhouse?” she prodded with a laugh.
He tugged my arms into the holes of the vest and settled it into place on my back before staring into my eyes and murmuring, “I’m gonna make it so you’re safe wherever you are. Nobody will ever mess with you again, baby.”
“Okay,” I breathed, believing every word of his vow.
He gave me another quick kiss before turning to Molly. “Take care of my girl.”
“Will do,” she promised.
We watched him stalk out of the room, and then Molly slapped my shoulder. “Hot damn! I was starting to think we’d be stuck with asshole Stone forever, but then you got here, and I’m already seeing glimpses of the guy who used to smile and joke around all the time. Although I doubt he’ll ever be totally laid back again now that he’s turning into an overprotective Neanderthal like my old man and the other brothers who’ve found their old ladies.”
It was hard to believe that being away from me had that kind of an impact on Shaw. But maybe he really had missed me as much as I had him. “You got all of that from him wanting me to wear his cut?”
“I’ve been around to get a front-row seat to what happens when these guys fall hard.” Looping her elbow with mine, she guided me out of Shaw’s room, pausing to make sure the door locked behind us. “So you can trust that I know what I’m talking about when I say that he’s gonna have you practically surrounded by bubble wrap until this mess with your mom is cleared up. And he won’t be much better once that’s all sorted.”
I got similar comments from the other women as Molly showed me around the clubhouse. Not much had changed in the two years since I had been here, except for the number of women and children who were part of the club.
Smiling at the newest addition, I asked, “So you just recently got married to Viper?”
“Yup,” she confirmed with a smile, resting her hand over her still-flat belly. “And he knocked me up already.”
“Of course he did.” Alice, Deviant’s wife, was sitting close enough to her on the couch that she was able to bump shoulders. “It’s an Iron Rogue tradition, after all.”
Looking at her slightly rounded belly, I laughed. “One that’s safe to assume your husband took very seriously.”
She pointed at her belly. “Yeah, and he does nothing by half measures, which is probably how I ended up with twins. And why he bragged about it as soon as we got the news.”
“Wow, congratulations!” I tilted my glass of cranberry juice toward her with a grin.
“Thanks.” She took a sip of her drink and muttered, “It would have been nice to be able to toast my own wedding with champagne, but at least Grady more than made up for it later that night.”
The other women sent her knowing looks, but I ducked my head, my cheeks burning. This was all so new to me. I’d never really had girl talk like this before since Izzy had been a virgin who’d never been on a date either when I last talked to her. And I had just had my first kiss only an hour ago.
“Sorry, Britta,” Alice apologized. “You’d think as one of the newer old ladies, I would remember what it’s like when you’re first getting to know each other while falling for your man.”