Royally Chosen Christmas (Royal Sons MC #7) - Elle Boon Page 0,43

of yours off the street.” He could see Cosmo’s big rig keeping up behind them with Frog, the crazy bastard, following. Where he’d parked the trailer with their bikes, he had no clue, but Frog was solid. King was going to make him a brother in the coming weeks, which Hollywood was proud as hell to have the man at his back.

“I know you’re mad, but I swear, I had it under control.” Talena took a deep breath, turning in her seat so she was facing him.

“Ah, sweetheart, the last fucking thing you had was shit under control. I promise, if you think you did, you were sadly mistaken. Now, if you like sitting down without feeling as though a thousand needles are lighting up that fine ass, I suggest you sit and think about what you are going to say. Think really hard and remember I don’t like liars.” He took his eyes off the street for a moment, letting her see the fire burning in his gaze. Some say he had icy blue eyes that changed colors depending on his mood. Those people would say they were positively arctic right now, because he didn’t think he’d ever been so angry, scared, and turned on at the same time in all of his adult life. Shit he was sure he’d never felt the way he did in the last couple hours, ever.

“Mom wouldn’t like it if you hurt me,” she whispered, her lower lip trembling.

He gave a laugh void of humor before he answered, “Mom would hate it even more if she had to plan her daughter’s funeral. Mom would loathe it even more if she had to identify the child she’s loved, from the moment she laid eyes on her, at the morgue. You want me to repeat the story she told me of when she was given you? She said that even though you were not of her flesh she felt a connection every bit as strong as the one she had when she had me. That’s right, little girl, our mother loves you every bit as much as she loves me. So, don’t you think for one minute you can wiggle your way out of what I plan to do to you by using her to minimize shit.”

A tear rolled down her cheek. “I didn’t mean...I’m sorry. I’m such a mess.” She swiped her hand over her cheek.

He reached over, taking the fingers she’d used, bringing them to his lips. “Ssh, we’ll talk when we get to my place.”

If she expected him to apologize or tell her it was okay, she’d be waiting a long damn time. What he would do was kiss her ass, not like a little pussy, but his lips would be caressing every inch of skin on her sexy body. Hell, his cock twitched beneath the fly of his jeans, damn near bursting the metal thing.

He heard her gasp, but this time, he didn’t look over to see what the fuck caused the reaction. His control was too flimsy as it was. If he saw her full lips tremble or another tear leak from those beautiful blue eyes, he was sure he’d pull her fucking car over and say to hell with decency and have her on his lap, his dick in her pussy right then and there. He was sure Cosmo and the others had been there, done that.

“You realize you’re acting like a...a caveman, right?” Talena’s voice was like a lightning strike in the air, setting his blood on fire.

“Ah, baby girl, you’ve no clue just how close to the truth you are. Big difference between me and cavemen is the fact I got a lot better equipment to make sure my ole lady can’t escape.”

They drove for another thirty minutes, hopping back onto the freeway toward his place, both staying silent. He didn’t mind the quiet. It gave him time to work out his next steps. All his life, he’d been a planner, ensuring he had an idea of where he was going next and a backup plan in case that route was blocked, with a backup to the backup. From what life had dealt him and his family, he’d learned to never just go with the flow. The flow was nothing but shit waiting to blow up in your face.

His beachfront property was the closest, and one that Talena had never been to with the house built into the side of a hill. He had bought it because