he watches King and Misty’s stunned faces. King bites his fist as his whole body shakes.
“Why not say something?” King finally says.
“Why? You could have talked to me.” Mix points to King and then himself. “You two have been dancing around each other for years. I knew it was only a matter of time before she got her hooks in you. My baby girl is determined.”
Misty sinks into King. “Thank God.” She sighs. “This shit has been stressing me out.”
King wraps an arm around her, placing his hand on Misty’s little bump. He kisses the top of her head. King then looks over his shoulder to narrow his eyes at Brick.
“You’re too old for her,” he grumbles.
Brick shrugs. “Are you talking to me or yourself, brother?”
“Both, you knew what I was dealing with.” King frowns. “You were creating that same damn situation.”
“Let me ask you something, brother,” Brick replies.
“What?” King nods.
“Did any of that shit you were telling yourself in your own head stop you from claiming your woman as yours?”
King purses his lips. “Not for a fucking minute.” He snorts.
“You were just waiting for Mix to get back to have a talk with him. Brother, I was waiting until your mind was here for me to tell you.” Brick shrugs.
“I ain’t got shit else to say to you tonight,” King grumbles.
He walks off toward his room with Misty tucked up under his arm. I give my sister a weak smile and mouth, “thank you.” Sal rolls her eyes at me but looks down at my belly and smiles.
Gutter walks up behind her and wraps his arms around her waist. I watch as Sal completely melts into him. They make a gorgeous couple, in a rough, gorgeous, biker way.
Gutter whispers something into Sal’s ear that makes her smile and they turn to disappear into their own world. I look up at Owen and I can see the hurt in his face as he stares after King and Misty. I think he would have preferred to have King kick his ass.
Brick’s face turns into a scowl as he looks over to Reap. “Get her ass out of here. Do what we talked about for now. She gives you any problems, put a bullet in her fucking head,” he commands as he glares at Mags.
“What?” Magdalena squeaks.
Brick wraps his arm around me. “You’re dead to me,” he calls over his shoulder as he turns with me under his arm.
Chapter 30
Precious Moments
Eva
Owen walks us to my room. I grin when he pulls out the key he hasn’t returned to Misty. He pushes it into the lock to open the door and ushers me into the room.
I don’t get too far inside before he wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me back to him. He reaches for the hem of his T-shirt he placed on me.
The cool air of the room hits my midriff and thighs as he tears it off. He continues to move me backward until we’re against the closed door.
In one swift move, he has my back pinned to the door and he’s on his knees before me. I inhale sharply as my eyes connect with his. They’re not their usual green, but a deep dark hunter green. He nuzzles my belly button, before kissing a path around it.
He flicks his tongue out and laps at my skin then sucks it into his mouth. He hasn’t taken his eyes off of me. With a look of awe on his face, he places his hands on my bare middle and glides them up my side to just underneath my bra strap.
When he releases the clasp and my bra slips down my arms, it’s as if it comes undone by magic the action is so swift and smooth. He reaches to pull the right strap from my arm before he pulls down the left and removes the bra from my body without removing my shirt.
My nipples pebble against the soft fabric of my T-shirt. I lick my lips and bite the bottom one as he drops his hands to my ankles. I promise you, my skin melts under his touch as he slowly drags his warm hands up my calves, to my thighs, to the band of my panties. Tugging the fabric back down my legs, he caresses my flesh with his fingertips with the action.
I step out of my panties as he commands me to do so with only his eyes. It’s honestly like I hear his gaze talking to me.