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If only she would realize that my heart beats for her and only her.
I cup her face in my hands and shake my head slowly, knowing my gaze is hard and unyielding. That’s what she needs otherwise she’ll continue to run. I’ll chase her, no fucking doubt about it, but she hasn’t admitted that to herself yet.
“You’re not a burden or an obligation to me, Sioux.” She huffs out a breath, her blue eyes widening with my words. I close my eyes and tip up my head, the memory of her laying on the ground as her blood pools around her still so fucking fresh in my mind. “Taking care of you is an honor and I’m a lucky bastard because you didn’t fight me too hard on it.”
I look down at her and watch her perfectly pouty lips lift into a sly smirk. She fought me. We both know it. Fuck, how this woman fought me. Everyday was a battle in the beginning, one with little victories and hard-won ground.
When Sioux snorts out a laugh, her lips tug into a smile that pierces my chest. She has such a beautiful smile and I love seeing it.
The first night I met my firefly, she was smiling. I sure as fuck wasn’t the only one of my brothers who noticed her in the clubhouse, but I made sure that everyone knew she was mine. There was no way I was going to let any of my horny brothers make a move on her. No fucking way.
She was smiling and laughing with Wrenley, and I just knew. It was just that simple. When she turned her smile towards me the first time it felt like I was on the back of my bike and cruising down the road with the sun on my back and clear blue skies as far as I could see.
Pure fucking freedom.
After we spent our night together, she tried to hide her smiles from me. I didn’t allow that shit and made sure to put myself in front of her without a single bit of regret or remorse. There was no way she was getting away from me.
Then she was shot, the smiles were harder to come by. I know it was because she was in pain, but I hated it. I needed her joy and her sunshine. Even in the darkness.
That’s when I decided I was going to be that for her, as much as I could, while she pulled herself out of the pit she was in. She sure as fuck wasn’t going to take my hand and allow me to help her. I understood; it was something she needed to do for herself.
Now I look at her and can see how far she’s come. I don’t think she sees it all the time. Probably because she’s too close to it.
“That’s sweet,” she admits begrudgingly.
I press against her, molding the hard plans of my body to her softer ones. “It’s not sweet,” I husk. “I just know what I want and that’s you. You’re right where you belong.”
I watch her throat as she swallows hard before my eyes snag on her lips. I remember how they felt wrapped around my cock. Fuck, I want to feel that again. Need it.
“I have my own place,” she whispers.
“You belong here,” I insist before I dip down and kiss her forehead.
I’ve pushed her enough for today. I know it even though I want to push her a little bit more. Desperation tugs at me to get her to admit what we both know is true.
She won’t.
Not yet.
I step back and reach around her to unlock the door. She turns so quickly the end of her ponytail slaps my chest. The movement has her subtle floral scent wrapping around me; I swear it strokes my cock with how fucking hard I get.
“I need to shower,” she murmurs before darting away from me and up to the guest room she’s been staying in.
I let out a soft groan because the image of her upstairs in the shower, naked and sudsy makes my cock throb. It’s so fucking clear in my mind and it takes all of my willpower not to trudge up the stairs behind her.
If she thinks she’s going to go back to her place, back to her life before me, she’s mistaken. She’s almost fully healed and that’s what I’ve been waiting for before coming for her. Strong.
Sioux is mine and it’s about time she lets me in.
CHAPTER 3
SIOUX
The bell ringing is jarring, but also has my body relaxing. I’m glad I only have one more class until lunch. The day isn’t even halfway over and I’m exhausted.
It didn’t used to be this way, I don’t think. Or was it? It’s hard to remember since it feels like the months since I was shot, while I’ve been in recovery mode, feels like such a big portion of my life. I know it has really been just a drop in the grand scheme of things bucket. Still, the initial pain and then how much effort I’ve put into PT, how much rest has been required, and how I’ve had to change my routine have made it feel so much bigger.
I’ve been in a tunnel for so long. I could have sworn there was no light at the end of it, but now I can see it. Hell, I can feel the warmth of the sun warming the air of the darkness around me. That’s how close I am to being at the end of this journey.
