can, I lean up onto my knees because I need to get out of this bed as quickly as possible and hopefully back to my room before he or Natasha wakes. I watch Grim, to make sure I don’t disturb him while I’m sneaking away. With the covers removed, I crawl slowly down the bed and see that one of Grim’s legs is hanging out of the covers and I think it’s kind of cute. I also notice that this leg is heavily tattooed, pity I don’t have time to take note of his chosen designs because I need to get the hell out of here. I can’t be here when he wakes up.
I make it off the bed with success and quickly manage to find my jeans and shuffle back into them. I tip toe to the door and just as I open it my good luck stops.
“Rushing off so soon?”
I freeze in my tracks and don’t even bother to turn around. “I gotta go.”
I run out of the door as fast as I can, running on bare feet and ignore his pleading to come back. I risk a glance back, happy to see that he’s gone back into his room but then I run right into someone and look to see its Drew.
“You ok?” She laughs but when she looks behind me her face turns from humorous to disgust. “Seriously, Lauren? My brother?” She shakes her head, still looking behind me.
I look behind me in shock, seeing Grim running towards us and he isn’t dressed. He’s still in just his shorts but now he has his boots on.
“Grim is your brother?” I ask, in total shock.
“Unfortunately.” Drew frowns at him.
“I told you to call me Brandon.” He growls from behind me.
I ignore him and watch as Drew looks between us both, trying to figure it out. “So why are you rushing away?” She then glares at her brother. “You slept together!”
“No!” I shout.
“Thanks.” Grim laughs, but again I ignore him.
“I just need to get back to my room.” I push past her, leaving them both arguing between themselves and only relax when I lock my bedroom door behind me.
Chapter 36
As soon as I enter my room, Natasha springs up from her bed in a sitting position like something possessed.
“Where have you been?” She asks immediately and I feel like a child sneaking home from a house party.
“I need a shower.” I mumble and run into the bathroom. The heat of the shower clears my head a little and I get my memories back from last night. I feel so ashamed that I let myself get that drunk, it’s been a while, but I didn’t think I would be that bad. Although, maybe the Vodka shots between the drinks weren’t such a great idea.
I make sure to stay busy, getting dressed and blow drying my hair to try and ignore Natasha’s persistent questioning about last night. While I’m applying some light make-up, because it still feels weird to wear it after my time with The Devil’s Spawn, I finally give in to Natasha.
“Lauren, I won’t stop. Tell me where you were last night. I know that you were drinking with two bikers.” She cocks an eyebrow, challenging me.
“Fine,” I heavily sigh. “Yes, I was drinking with West and Duke and I got so drunk that Grim had to help me go to bed.”
“But, you weren’t in your bed.” She points out and then realization appears on her face. “Holy shit, Grim took you back to his room!”
“Quiet!” I shush her. “Someone will hear you.”
“Did you?” Natasha does this weird thing with her fingers and I realize that she’s asking if we had sex.
“No.” I reply. “I don’t think I’m ready for that.”
“I understand.” She smiles. “I’m not either, not sure when I will to be honest.”
We both sit in silence for a few minutes and I decide I’m done with my make-up.
“So, what did happen?” She finally asks and I let her know exactly what I can remember happening. Including waking up to his delicious body and staring at it, a lot.
“Everything will be fine.” She assures me after I freak out about Drew and her finding us this morning.
In a perfect world, I would have spent all day in bed and have a Netflix marathon, hiding away. But obviously here I can’t do that. In a clubhouse full of bikers, who are actually very nosey, getting privacy is not something I will achieve.
So, when I enter the club