Chase’s eyebrows rise and then he bursts out laughing. “I was going to give you my leather jacket, will that work?”
“I guess it will do.” I smirk. Luckily I’m already wearing jeans and my combat boots with skulls on them.
We walk to the bike and he lifts me on to the Harley, puts the leather jacket on me, and a helmet. He gets on, and I wrap my arms around him, feeling his taut muscle. He is so freaking sexy. I groan, causing him to chuckle.
“Hold on tight beautiful” he rumbles.
He doesn’t have to tell me twice. We ride around for about two hours, and I keep singing Grease two’s ‘Cool rider’ in my head. When we finally get home, Chase pulls my helmet off and gives me such a heated passionate kiss, my insides melt. He winks at me, carrying me off the bike and into the house, holding me like one would a bride on her wedding night. How did I get so lucky?
Chapter Ten
Before I know it my classes start and Chase and I develop a routine. He drops me off at classes most days, if his work schedule is flexible, and then he will pick me up and take me out for dinner, a movie or we will stay in and I’ll cook for everyone. A lot of the times Chase will deal with his business on the phone so he doesn’t have to go in at all. Must be good to be king. We are all sitting around the table having a few drinks, the guys’ playing cards, the four of us laughing and carrying on. I’m sitting on Chase’s lap, while he slams his cards on the table, winning his third hand in a row.
“I’m pretty sure Layla is your good luck charm. Let her come sit on my lap so I can prove my theory.” This is coming from Kade, who is sitting there wearing jeans and a tight white V neck top, his hair loose around his face. His eyes are alight with mischief.
“Seedy much?” I banter with Kade.
Chase glances at him and scoffs. “Nice try, bro. But you are welcome to bring your own good luck charm next game.”
A smile traces Kade’s lips. “Too many choices, how do I know which one will bring me luck? Maybe I’ll bring a couple of hot girls next time, and have a different one sit on my lap for each game.”
Chase looks into my eyes when he says, “Oh trust me, you will know.”
James laughs, “Oh, how the mighty have fallen!”
Chase simply grins and nuzzles my nape, placing a few chaste kisses there. My phone rings, and I sigh as I see it’s my mother calling. “I better take this.” I get up to move off his lap but he holds me there, not letting me go.
“Chase let me up.”
“No,” he says as he wraps his arms tighter around me.
I sigh. Guess I’m taking this call in front of all of them.
“Hi mama.”
In a slightly accented voice, my mother replies. “Layla, are you too busy to call your own mother these days?”
“No I..”
She cuts me off before I can continue. “I have your sister on the other side of the world, and you, not even keeping in touch. How’s school? You better be studying Layla, and not partying with these men you live with.”
“Of course I’m...”
“We miss you. Will you come home soon, or shall we come there? I don’t mind coming there to see these men you are living with. I still don’t like it Layla, it’s not very proper.”
“I’ll come as soon as I get holidays from school.” I finally get a sentence in, and I avoid her last comment.
Chase is massaging my back seriously messing with my concentration.
“Okay mama I’m studying right now, tell dad I love him.”
“Okay Layla. I hope you are eating healthy!”
“I am I prom....” I can feel Chase’s body shaking silently.
“Good darling, you know you need to watch that figure..”
Someone kill me.
“Bye mama.”
“Bye sweetheart, remember that you don’t have to drink alcohol to fit in.”
I hang up and groan. And that would be why I moved away from home. I glance up to see everyone’s eyes on mine, then they all burst out laughing.
“It is not funny!”
“It is, you barely got two words in.” Chase chuckles.
“Yeah, I was too busy being lectured!”
James walks past and musses my hair. “I hope you aren’t drinking to fit in Layla.” They all chuckle and my face goes red. Great of course they heard that. “You’re mother sounds fun; I can’t wait to meet her.” Oh great, that is just what I need.
“Where is your mother? I’m sure I’d love to listen to a few stories about you guys.”
Chase grins, “She’s overseas right now. She travels a lot; when she gets back you can meet her. I’m her favorite, you know.” He looks smug.
Kade scoffs. “Bull shit. I am her favorite!”
James groans, “I didn’t wanna mention it, but she told me I was!”
I burst out laughing, while the three of them continue arguing. I’m pretty sure their mother is playing all of them.
******
Later that night I’m in bed snuggling with Chase, watching Game of Thrones.
“If you keep staring at him like that, I’m going to ban you from watching this!” He grumbles.
“As if you could!” I tease.
“Come on Layla, you are practically drooling! Right in front of me!” he complains.
By now, I’m trying to contain my laughter.
“If I ever see this Jason Momoa, I’m going to kick his ass!” He’s practically pouting.