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“That was... wow,” I manage to reply, still trying to catch my breath. “Best sex I’ve ever had.”
“Yeah?” He grins, looking pleased with himself.
“Yeah,” I confirm, snuggling closer to him. “You set the bar pretty high.”
“Good,” he says, his tone serious now. “Because I meant what I said earlier. I’m not gonna hurt you, Jordyn. Not ever.”
“I know,” I reply, looking up into his ocean-blue eyes. “I believe you.”
And in this moment, wrapped in his arms, I realize something.
Maybe, just maybe, this could be the start of the best relationship I’ve ever had.
CHAPTER SIX
Bama
Fluttering my eyes open, and I’m met with the familiar sight of the cracked ceiling in my room.
The morning sun filters through the blinds, casting slanted stripes across the bed.
Jordyn lies next to me, her chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm, still lost in whatever dreams she’s having.
Her dark hair spills over the pillow like a chocolate river, and for a moment, I just watch her sleep.
She looks peaceful, almost as if the chaos of our world doesn’t touch her when she’s here. But I know better.
We all carry scars, visible and invisible. Hers might not be as obvious, but they’re there, carved deep by the life we all live.
I ease myself out of bed, careful not to wake her.
She stirs slightly, mumbling something unintelligible, but doesn’t wake up.
I grab my jeans from the floor, pulling them on quietly.
My shirt comes next, followed by my boots. Each movement is deliberate, almost ritualistic.
The snake tattoo on my chest catches the light as I reach for my cut.
It’s been with me through thick and thin, a reminder of why I do what I do.
Why I fight. Why I protect. And right now, it feels like it’s burning, a premonition of the storm that’s brewing.
Jordyn shifts again, rolling onto her side, her face half-buried in the pillow.
I can’t help the small smile that tugs at my lips.
She’s tough as nails, but there’s a softness to her, a vulnerability she rarely lets anyone see.
I’ve been lucky enough to catch glimpses of it.
I lean down, brushing a soft kiss against her temple.
She sighs in her sleep, and I pull back, making my way to the door.
There’s always business the club needs to handle, and I can’t afford to be distracted, no matter how much I’d rather stay here with her.
As I step into the hallway, the weight of responsibility settles onto my shoulders.
