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He rubs his bearded chin with his other hand and smiles. “Just trying to figure you out, darlin’.”
I place my mug down and turn to face him in my chair. “What is there to figure out?” I ask.
He shakes his head. “Who you are. One minute you are this timid little girl that quivers from my touch.” As if to prove a point, his thumb strokes along the top of my shoulder, causing my skin to break out in goosebumps. “Then you’re this fiery woman attempting to play a dangerous game with a man you really don’t want to provoke.” He says this in a low warning, so no one else around the table can hear.
I don’t react. I reach for my coffee and take another sip. “How old are you?” I ask, changing the subject.
“Old enough to know I shouldn’t be tempted by a siren,” he answers.
I raise my brow at him. “A siren?” I scoff, rolling my eyes. “Are you too old that you don’t want to answer my question? Are you scared if I find out your real age, I won’t find you attractive?” I counter, trying my best not to smirk, but I can’t help it. I’m having too much fun.
Beast smiles, his eyes alight. He is enjoying the flirtatious back and forth banter as much as I am. “I’m 35 darlin’, and I’m not worried. I know you find me attractive, or you wouldn’t have given me that little show this morning, and you wouldn’t have sat next to me now.”
I shrug. “You didn’t give me a choice to sit anywhere else,” I point out.
He leans in close. “I gave you an order, and you had a choice to either abide by it or ignore it.”
I open my mouth to argue, but Queenie in that moment enters the room. “Breakfast is ready!! Need some hands to bring it in,” she yells before placing down a huge pan of bacon.
“I got you, darlin’,” Beast says before he stands to help her, leaving me sat there, my mouth opening and closing like a dumb fish because couldn’t think of a comeback. I grab my coffee and take a large glug, and as I look down the table, I see Star watching me, giving me a weird smile. I place my mug down to be polite and I smile back.
All of the food is insane; bacon, pancakes, eggs, hash browns, and fruit. There is even a big pot of porridge. I watch as Beast eats a bowl of porridge, then 8 rashers of bacon, 4 pancakes, 4 fried eggs, and some hash browns. He finishes eating and looks at me, then down at my now near empty bowl of porridge and fruit.
“That all you going to eat?” he asks.
I look down at my bowl and nod. “Yeah, not that hungry,” I answer.
He raises a brow. “Not even a pancake and syrup?” he asks.
I look down at his plate and see some syrup left on his plate. I reach over and swipe my finger through it, before I place my finger in my mouth. I quietly moan, and his eyes alight at the sight. I must admit that I enjoy getting that reaction from him, watching his pale blue eyes electrify with a vibrant blue.
Beast shakes his head. “Dangerous,” he says before biting down on his bottom lip.
“How is me enjoying a bit of syrup dangerous?” I ask, acting all innocently.
“Because darlin’, hearing you moan while sucking your finger makes me want to see how loud you moan while choking on my dick while my mouth is devouring your pussy,” he says abruptly before standing and turning to the rest of the table. “So, we going to see his lordship or what?” he yells to the rest of the table. I try to regain some composure, even though my cheeks are burning.
“You okay, Belle?” Star yells from the other end of the table.
I nod and give a small smile.
“Daddy!” I smile as he pulls me into his arms. He places a kiss on top of my head before he stands back, keeping me at arm’s length, looking me up and down.
“You good?” he asks.
I nod. “Yeah. The guys helped me out of a situation.”
My father looks behind me to the guys in question.
“A guy wasn’t exactly listening to her wishes when we found her,” Beast vaguely explains.
My father’s eyes turn murderous, a look I’ve seen all too often. “I hope he was dealt with,” he snaps.
Beast nods. “Nothing like a bullet in the dick to remind you how to treat a lady.”
My father nods and gestures for us to sit. Beast, Hawk, Spider, Cash, and Ghost all sit down with us. The few other brothers stand around protectively, looking around the prison at the other inmates. My father keeps hold of my hand the entire time.
“So, I want her at the safe house. I want her protected and watched 24 hours a day, 7 days a week,” Father demands.
