Trick - By Lori Garrett Page 0,63
do. I remember every time since then, too.”
Harlow swats at me playfully. “You do not.”
“Like hell I don’t. You’re the first good thing in my life, Harlow. I remember every damn thing.”
A smile spreads across her face and she buries it in my bare chest. “I love you, Gunner.”
“Love you, too, baby,” I say. I’ve got this gorgeous girl that I love the hell out of, naked on my floor, and I’m about to ruin it. “As much as I want to stay right here, we’ve got a whole spread of food out there. Let’s go enjoy it.”
“I’d rather enjoy you. Again,” Harlow purrs.
I cup her perfect ass, and pull her in closer. “Plenty of time for that, kitten,” I say. I kiss her forehead. “Come on, let’s at least go try some of that Hummingbird Cake.”
“Fine.” She pushes herself off of me and reaches for her clothes on the floor. “Are you coming?”
“Yep,” I say, I can’t keep my eyes off of her, though. Part of me wonders if what I’m about to do will make this the last time I’ll see Harlow stripped bare.
Fuck.
No, it’s not going to be like that. This is for the best, it’s going to be good.
She pauses, holding her dress in her hands, ready to pull it over her head.
“Gunner, are we going to be okay?”
“Course, kitten,” I say. I hope to god with everything in me that it’s the truth.
CHAPTER 15
HARLOW
“That was incredible,” I say, licking the last bit of frosting from my fingers. “I’ve been so stressed the last few weeks, I don’t remember the last time I had a real meal. Thank you.”
“Good, I’m glad,” Gunner says. He leans back in his chair and pulls his eyebrows in. The two actions, one relaxed, one contemplative, are totally contradictory.
I get still suddenly, sensing something isn’t right. “What’s going on?”
“We need to talk, Harlow,” he says. He tips his chair back toward the table, the legs hitting the floor with a thud.
My palms start to sweat. “Talk? Talk about what?”
“Don’t look so scared, baby. It’s a good talk,” Gunner says. He flashes me what I think he hopes is a convincing smile. Too bad I know Gunner, inside and out, and that smile is forced. He sees my doubt, reaches across the table and clutches my hand. “I love you. You know that, right?”
“Of course. I love you, too, baby.” I pull my hands back and ball them under my chin. “Please don’t make me guess, cause I’m coming up with some scary stuff in my head right now. Gunner, what’s going on?”
Gunner sucks in a deep breath, then exhales slowly. Dragging out the seconds as long as possible. Torturing me.
“You know my brother, Greyson—”
“The asshole?”
Gunner lets out a low, sexy chuckle. “Kitten, my family is full of asshole dirtbags, and Greyson is no exception. But he was able to help me out with something pretty amazing.”
“Uh huh,” I say, cautiously.
“He used to date this girl, Cassie for a while. They were on-again-off-again—”
“Seems to be a trend with you Hunt boys,” I smirk.
“Ha ha. Anyway, she had major daddy issues, and Greyson has major issues not fucking around on his women, so they finally called it quits. But not before Cassie moved to Chicago and they did the long distance thing for a while—”
He never talks this much, and I hate to interrupt him. I usually love hearing even the smallest details about his life. But this is killing me. “Gunner, please, I’m begging you. Where are you going with this?”
“I’m getting there. It’s just a little backstory is going to help when I get to the point. On one of Greyson’s trips over there, he met Cassie’s new roommate, Kayla, who is a dancer,” Gunner says.
I raise an eyebrow.
“Not nearly as talented, or even close to as beautiful as you, though, kitten. Greyson is a sucker for a dancer's legs—that must run in the family, too.” Gunner smirks, and reaches under the table to pull one of my legs onto his lap. He runs his rough hand up the length of it, and I feel myself relax under his touch. “So, anyway, he started fooling around with Kayla.”
“How romantic.” I dip a finger in the last bit of Hummingbird Cake on my plate and love the way his eyes follow it to my mouth.
He swallows hard and shakes his head as I suck the frosting off slowly. “Only one dancer for me, baby. And even after he and Cassie ended things