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“I will shoot Ghost a text and tell him to grab you some stuff.” I pause. “In the meantime darlin’, it’s one of my big T-shirts and a pair of boxers for you,” I say, gesturing to the drawers.
She smiles. “I’m going to look a mess.”
I shake my head. “Impossible,” I say before giving her a soft kiss. “Now go and get dressed before I decide to fuck you again,” I demand.
Her eyes light up. “I mean, that sounds more like a reward than a threat.” She beams.
A deep growl rumbles in my chest as I fight every urge of my being not to toss her on that bed and fuck her. “Beautiful, don’t test my restraint,” I warn.
She giggles. “If it wasn’t so important that we have to leave right now, I think I would really enjoy testing your restraint.”
I reach around and grab her hair tightly in my fist. I yank her head back and lean in close, my face lightly brushing against hers. “Do as you’re told, darlin’. If you think fucking you is a threat, wait until you find out what my reward is for doing as you’re told,” I growl low against her ear before I take her lobe between my teeth, nipping her. I feel her shiver against me. I smile and release my grip. She looks up at me aroused and slightly stunned. It’s a look I am more than happy to produce from her again.
“Okay,” she whispers.
“Good girl,” I praise. Her eyes flicker with excitement at my words. She steps back, her tongue slowly moistening her bottom lip as she swiftly drops the towel in a pool at her feet. She stands there, daring me.
I groan, taking her in. “Fuck, you’re beautiful.” Any restraint I have leaves me, and before I know it, I’m lunging for her. She squeals as she laughs and tries to run off, but I’m too quick for her. I grab her and fuck her against the wall.
“What took you so fucking long? I managed to hire a fucking truck, pack everything, including things for a baby, and I still get here before you,” Ghost snaps as I unload the truck.
I give him a look, and he rolls his eyes. “You bring stuff for Belle?” I ask.
He nods. “Yeah, already in your room. How bad was my truck?” he asks.
I wince. “It didn’t look good. I called recovery, and they are going to go pick it up and drop it at the garage, so when this shit’s over, we can assess the damage. I will cover the cost,” I state.
Belle comes over, looking nervous. “Ghost, I am so sorry for screwing up your truck. I swear, I didn’t mean to. The ground was just too slippery, and once I lost control, that was it. I will pay for the cost of repairs. I have some savings that I can use. I am so, so sorry,” she apologises, again and again.
Ghost holds up his hand. “Darlin’, don’t worry yourself about it. It’s just a truck. As long as you’re not hurt, that’s the important thing. Just next time you want to run around after this dickhead, you come tell me first, and I will drive you,” he states.
Belle sighs with relief. “Deal.”
Star calls her and she jogs over to her. “Man, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you be that nice. Especially as she totalled your truck,” I point out.
“Fuck you, I’m still a prick. Just not to women.” He shrugs, walking off.
“Hey, you not going to bother helping me with the fucking bags?” I yell after him.
He just flips me off over his shoulder as he walks up the steps to the house.
CHAPTER TWENTY
BELLE
“So, what do you think is going on for them to make us stay here again?” Maggie asks while we are all sat outside, enjoying the sunshine. It’s a vast difference to the weather I drove in the night before.
“No idea. Ghost played the club business card, but I’m guessing it’s to do with who they have been looking for these past few weeks.” Star shrugs as she hands Enzo some strawberry to munch on. Him and Maisy are sat in a little pop-up baby tent to shield them from the sun. Star looks over at me, lifting her sunglasses. “But that isn’t what is important. We need to know how last night was?” she asks, smiling wide.
I smile and tuck my hair back behind my ear. “It was incredible,” I admit.
“Incredible, wow. Beast must have pulled out all the moves.” Josie laughs.
“I’m not sure about moves, as I have nothing to compare it to, but whatever he did, it was absolutely amazing.” I sigh.
“Wait, what do you mean you have nothing to compare it to?” Maggie questions. Her eyes go wide, and her mouth hangs open. “Oh my god, were you a virgin?” she presses.
“Maggie, that might be arsenal to her, you can’t ask her that,” Dixie argues.
