“What’s that?”
“Talk to me like you did last night again, and I’m gone.”
He nods once, slowly. His eyes harden at my threat, but he manages to hide his anger. “Noted. I lose my temper sometimes, but I’ll always make it up to you.”
“Is that your apology?” I ask. It might need a little work.
He grins and says, “I guess it was.”
“Now take me home and feed me,” I demand.
He laughs and does as he’s told.
Chapter Fourteen
When Dex and I walk back into the clubhouse, there are people everywhere. He wasn’t joking about the party. The place is filled with bikers I haven’t met before, and Dex explains to me that they are Wind Dragons from other chapters. He stops to greet a tall, burly-looking man.
“Long time no see,” the man says, slapping Dex on the shoulder.
“I know, how you been?” Dex asks him.
“All good,” the man replies, staring at a woman who walks by.
Dex laughs. “You enjoy yourself, you hear?”
“You not sticking around?” the man asks, looking down at me as if finally noticing me. “Maybe we could share this fine little thing.”
Dex stiffens. “No can do, bro, she’s mine.”
The man doesn’t look pleased. “When you come my way, I let you have any bitch you want.”
Dex nods. “This one’s different. No disrespect, but no one touches her but me.”
The man nods in acceptance but still doesn’t look happy. I keep my mouth shut, knowing this is not the time for me to speak.
Dex says bye, and we continue on. The place is swarming with beautiful women, and I don’t miss the looks they shoot Dex. My fist clenches as I see one in particular, staring at him as though she’s already had him. When Dex steers me away from her, I assume she has. Before we can walk down the hall that leads to our room, a stunning redhead stops in front of Dex and puts her hand on his chest.
Oh, hell no!
“Sin, long time no see,” she purrs.
Dex pushes her hand off, which I appreciate. “Not interested.”
“That’s not what you said last time,” she replies, licking her lips. She has wide green eyes and hardly any clothes on. I can’t even lie—she’s a knockout. If I swung that way…
“It’s what I’m saying now. Now get the f**k out of my way,” he says in a voice so cold, even I cringe.
“You’ve never turned me down before,” she says, now frowning and finally looking to me. “Sin…”
“He said no. Have some f**king self-respect,” I say before she can start begging.
She opens her mouth to say something when Dex eventually grabs my arm and walks around her, leaving her standing there with her mouth hanging open. He locks the door behind us as we enter the room and puts all the shopping bags on the bed.
“Well that was interesting,” I say slowly. “An old friend of yours?”
“Babe,” is all he says. Like that’s an answer!
“And who was that man?” I ask.
Dex grins. “Good thing he backed down or we would have had a problem. And you stayed quiet, good girl.”
“I’m learning,” I say dryly. “At least with the men.”
He laughs at me. “Good to see.”
“What did you want to show me?” I ask, sliding my shoes off and sitting on the bed.
“Oh, right,” he says, opening a drawer and pulling out four books.
“Books?” I ask, my eyebrows reaching my hairline.
He sits down next to me on the bed and spreads them out. Two are baby name books, one is a book about pregnancy, and the other is about labor. My throat starts to burn at the thoughtful gesture and the proof that he’s serious about this. “This is really nice.”
He shrugs it off. “I want to be prepared. Soon we can move into my house, and the baby will have his own room we can fix up.”
“Your house?” I ask, feeling confused.
He winces. “I have a house babe, it’s getting renovated right now. It will be ready in a month. I don’t expect you to stay here forever, especially not with the little one.”
Well thank f**k for that.
I open one of the baby books. “I like this name.”
“What is it?”
I point to the name and show it to him.
“Gertrude?” he asks, snatching the book from me. “Nice try Faye.”
I giggle. “Fine, what names do you like? Since you’ve now said no to Sirius and Gertrude, which were both excellent ideas I might add.”
“Maybe we should make a list,” he surmises.
“I’ll find out the sex at the appointment on Thursday,” I tell him, lying back on the bed.
“Really?” he asks. “I think it’s going to be a boy.”
“Think you’re that lucky, do you?”
“Well if I have a girl who looks like you, I’m going to be screwed, don’t you think?”
I blush, looking away from his intense gaze.
“Can I?” he asks, touching the hem of my top.
“Yeah,” I whisper as he lifts up my top and runs his hands over my small belly. When he places a kiss right below my belly button, I stop breathing.
“I’m gonna see you soon little one,” he murmurs to my stomach, placing one more kiss before pulling my top back down. I look away so he doesn’t see the tears gathering in my eyes.