Karma (Kings of Rebellion MC Book 1) - K.T Fisher Page 0,52
but laugh, and I laugh so hard that I should have fallen off my stool if it wasn’t for Grim standing right behind me. He grabs me by the waist and gently helps me down.
“Grim!” I squeal in shock.
“Are you drunk?” He asks me and I try to not look drunk, which is a hard thing to do.
“What?” I shrug my shoulders as if I don’t know what the hell he’s talking about. “No.”
He glares up at West and Duke. “You got her drunk.”
“I’m sorry VP, we thought she was ok.” West apologises.
“Don’t say sorry to him.” I point at Grim. “I’m not his property.”
“If you were, you would be in big fucking trouble,” Growls Grim.
“Then it’s a good fucking job I’m not then!” I shout back.
“You better fuck off out of my sight before I knock your fucking lights out!” Grim growls.
“What?” My heart pounds in my chest from his words.
Grim’s face softens and he places his hand on my cheek. “No, not you, babe.” He then looks behind me and I see that Duke and West are no longer sat at the bar.
“Come on.” Grim picks me up, holding me against him and carries me back to my room.
“I can walk.” I remind him.
“I know.” He smirks.
“So, you can put me down, we look silly.” I see everyone staring at us and sink deeper into his arms.
“This is the nicest thing I’ve done for anyone, so shut up and enjoy it.” He replies, and when I see the intensity in his eyes, I do as he says.
My eyes start to get heavier and heavier as he carries me, like I’m being rocked to sleep like a baby and I fight to keep my eyes open. We enter the hallway that leads to all bedrooms and my eyes flutter shut again. When Grim opens the door, he wakes me and I quickly notice that this isn’t the door to my room.
“What are you doing?” I slur.
“Just relax, I’m being a gentleman.” Grim answers as he closes the door behind us and lays me down on the bed.
The alcohol starts to catch up with me and the room begins to spin. Shit, I shouldn’t have had so much to drink. I hold onto my head and groan.
“You going to be sick?” Grim asks and I shake my head in reply. As soon as I do, I regret it and moan again.
“My head hurts.” I whimper and I’m sure I hear the prick laugh.
“I’ll get you something for your head, just hold on.” Grim walks away and as I wait, my eyes become heavy again and I can’t fight them anymore.
Chapter 35
Oh god my head kills!
That’s my first automatic thought when I wake the next morning. The second is, I need some water and when I open my eyes they sting, but I don’t bother to notice because all I can think about is where am I?
I’m not in my room! I roll over and have to hold back the loud shriek that almost falls out of my mouth when I see what is next to me, or better yet who. Next to me lays Grim, who is very much shirtless and again, lying next to me in bed. I take a mental note that my jeans are missing but my underwear and top is still very much in place.
Shit I can’t stop staring at his naked chest!
And it’s a very nice chest. Wow his body is delicious and I almost want to lick him but I obviously don’t. I take this opportunity to look at his tattoos. He has a large crown on one peck with the words, The Kings’ of Rebellion, underneath. It’s a powerful tattoo, and after adoring it I follow more of his tattoos down his stomach. Getting dangerously low until I stop at his shorts, that is only just covering his pubic hair. I marvel at his V shape, pointing downwards and see he has The Kings of Rebellion written across the deep ridges. He really loves his club. The longer I stare, the hungrier I get and I worry if the hunger is for food or something else completely. The feeling that spreads inside feels foreign to me, and I have to look away. I look up to his face and take in his great looks, that strong jaw that’s decorated with his black stubble. His eyes are shut and I smile at his quiet snoring and realize this still isn’t helping.