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“No.” Jury shook his head. “We leave and they won’t. We’ve got an appointment.”
“Fuck the appointment,” Judge muttered, taking a step toward me.
Risking his arm’s wellbeing, Jury reached out and grabbed his brother. “You know I’m right.”
Judge glared at Jury, dropping his glare to where he held him, and then back up. Jury was smart enough to release his hold, but it’d served its purpose and Judge stayed where he was.
“Ready?” he asked me.
“Yup,” I said, going for chipper enthusiasm as though I wasn’t two seconds away from launching myself at him.
His sexy, knowing smirk didn’t help.
Once we were outside, I asked, “Where’re we going?”
“Gotta take the bikes in for a tune-up before tomorrow.”
I glanced down at my outfit.
Not what I’d have worn had I known I’d be sitting in a garage waiting room, but at least I’ll be the best dressed there.
Or I’ll look as out of place as Waldo in the Starry Night painting.
Either way.
I was cool to stand out, awkward or not, but when my eyes went from my skirt to the bike, a bigger issue hit me.
“I’ve gotta change into pants,” I said to Judge’s back.
He glanced over his shoulder at me. “No.”
“It’ll only take me two minutes, otherwise everyone’s gonna get a show when my skirt blows up around my waist.”
“Not happenin’.”
“Why not?”
He turned and held out a faded and cool as hell leather jacket. Giving him my back, he slipped it on me, but I didn’t have the chance to step away before he reached around and cupped one of my breasts. His lips grazed my ear as he admitted, “Been thinkin’ about you in that skirt since I saw it. Jerked-off picturing lifting the pretty fabric so I could see and taste your prettier pussy. Gotta go to the garage then get you the best cupcakes you’ll ever eat. But after, I’ll get something even sweeter on my tongue before I finally fuck you in this skirt.” His free hand splayed across my pelvis. “And, after last night, I know it’ll be a fuck-ton better than any fantasy.”
A rush of arousal crashed over me so strongly, I got lightheaded and wasn’t entirely sure I didn’t have a mini-orgasm.
I didn’t think I could get any wetter, but he proved me wrong by using his hold to press me against him, the thick, unmistakable evidence of his own arousal at my back. “And I’d never let anyone see what’s mine.”
He released his hold on me, and I whipped around, ready to climb him. Or maybe tackle him to the ground and reverse-cowgirl it. Before I could do either, the roar of bikes started, reminding me we weren’t alone. My cheeks flushed red hot.
At least we were facing away so they didn’t see me getting felt up.
And Judge is so big, they probably couldn’t see anything but his body.
His big, powerful body, curved around mine, all sexily and…
Giving myself a mental shake, I looked down at the jacket I was swimming in. The length of it covered everything needing coverage and the weight held the skirt in place.
It was perfect.
Plus, I looked badass.
He’s so not getting this back.
