hung from his arms. His heavy breathing tickled her neck. She closed her eyes, not feeling any better but sexually exhausted.
"Don't push me away," he whispered against her ear.
"You had five years in prison to tell me how you were feeling and why you'd made the decision to keep me away from you." She sniffed. "I've had almost two years believing I'd lost you. You didn't only hurt me, Dutch. You destroyed me."
His cock slipped out of her. She pushed against him, needing to step away.
Her heart couldn't heal with a few chosen words and having sex.
Not even for Dutch.
Chapter 28
FALCON GAZED AT THE pool game playing out in front of him. Dutch sat across the table from the Moses Lake Chapter president, lifted his beer, and bided his time.
Over the last week, he'd let Marla Marie have her space. He'd refrained from using his key to gain access to her when she locked the door. When she ran across the field after showing up at the pool hall on her day off and found him there, he'd let her run away.
She was going through her rebellious stage.
He wouldn't be surprised if she had a quarter ounce of pot in her purse and got drunk every night, shut up in the house alone. It was how she'd coped as a teenager when things weren't going her way.
But things were different now. She was an adult.
She could mope and cause all the hell she wanted. Nothing was going to change his mind. He was never going to let her go.
What he'd said at the prison was to get her to live her life instead of stopping. Instead of going out and partying like other girls, leaving their teenage years behind, she'd stepped right into adulthood—becoming a homeowner, working a full-time job, and supporting herself.
Falcon eyed him. "You look like hell."
"I've been better." He finished his beer, turned his head, and yelled, "Marla Marie."
Thirty seconds later, she brought him another beer. He hooked her waist, bringing her down on her lap.
She pushed against his chest. "I need to work."
"Take a break." Falcon fought a grin, backing Dutch. "How are things going?"
"Fine." She held herself stiff on his lap.
Dutch rubbed her thigh, letting his fingers slide up the inside of her bare leg. He wouldn't be against taking her out back and letting her work off some of the hostility she held on to so tightly.
"You missed a good time at the rally." Falcon lit a cigarette. "I talked to your mom and dad. They asked how you were doing."
She whipped her gaze to Dutch. "Do they know you're here?"
"Yeah."
Her shoulders fell before she turned back to Falcon. "Maybe I'll go next year."
"You will," muttered Dutch for her ears only.
There was no reason for her to distance herself from the family. Next year, he planned to go to the rally, if for no other reason than he wanted to do something that he knew Marla Marie enjoyed.
Seeing as he was the reason why she missed out on what she enjoyed doing over the last five years, he wanted to make it up to her.
To start, he had a surprise for her that should arrive at any time.
"The older I get, the more I hope I'm around in a year." Falcon tilted his head back and blew a stream of smoke up into the air.
"You're not that old." Marla Marie tone softened. "Dutch is old."
"Hey." He spanked her ass, making her jump on his lap.
Secretly glad she was taking her shots at him. Things were moving right along the way they used to.
She turned to him. "Who's older?"
"Falcon." He brought her closer.
She rolled her eyes. "I need to go back to work."
"Give me a kiss."
She scooted, and he brought her back. "Dutch, I'm working."
"So." His hold on her softened. "Do you think Falcon is going to say I can't take you out back and slip my cock in you?"
"He'll fire me."
"He ain't going to fire you," he said.
She pursed her lips and leaned in. He put his finger on her chin. "Open."
Her mouth relaxed, and he took a kiss from her. His balls constricted at the way she took his bottom lip.
The only girl...the only woman who'd done that to him before.
She nipped him with her teeth and jumped off his lap, catching him off guard. He ran the back of his hand over his mouth and stared at the swing of her ass as she went to help Rubble.
He'd like to take her