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The twinkle in her eyes revealed that she knew what I was thinking. She glanced back at Ella and Val. “I guess I’ll see you and the others tomorrow night then.”

“What’s going on tomorrow night?”

“Girls’ night,” the three of them said simultaneously.

“Leona hasn’t been to The Animal’s Den yet, so we thought we’d start there,” Ella explained.

Thank fuck it wasn’t a Friday night. When the girls got their drink on, they sometimes participated in the dance competition. Ella had taken lessons once, and she’d taught the others how to dance on the pole. They all had killer bodies, and when they were tipsy, they lost their inhibitions and sometimes went a little too far. Their antics had caused a fight or two when some drunk got too handsy or mouthy and we’d had to step in. I exchanged knowing smirks with my brothers, suspecting that we were all thinking the same thing.

“Tell Aunt May ‘hello’ for us.”

“Will do, Prez.”

I led Leo outside to my bike, pushed her up against it, and kissed her. Any chance I got, I had to touch her in some way, and her mouth was just too fucking tempting, especially with that light gloss she liked to wear. As soon as my lips covered hers I tasted strawberries and cream, but when she opened her mouth, and our tongues collided, it was all her. I groaned as everything inside me came alive.

I pulled away and whispered against her mouth, “Jesus, you make me want to fuck you right here. Right now.” I thrust my hard-on against her.

Her soft laugh echoed into the darkness surrounding us. “What’s stopping you?”

“Fuck, darlin’.” I looked around us to see who else might be there. Some of my brothers were clustered around and smoking not far off. I sucked in a shaky breath. “You’re going to pay for this.”

Even in the darkness, I could make out her startled expression. “What did I do?”

“Teasing me when you knew my brothers were there.”

“I’m innocent,” she insisted with humor in her tone.

I laughed, pulled her away from my bike, and gave her ass a slap. “Let’s go.” I slipped my brain bucket over her head and did up the straps, then climbed on first because I knew it would be easier for her to climb on. Once she was behind me and snuggled against me tightly, I started my bike and took off.

I looked forward to having dinner with my aunt on Sunday nights. She always made my favorite meals and usually sent me home with enough leftovers to last a couple more days. But tonight was different. I had something more to look forward to after I got Leo home and in my bed.

Chapter 34

Leona

I was anxious to meet Eagle’s aunt, but also nervous. What if she didn’t like me? Would that change how Eagle felt about me? I reminded myself that I wasn’t exactly sure what Eagle felt for me. I knew what I felt for him though, and the more time I spent with him, the more I began to care for him.

He pulled up into the drive, and the light on his bike revealed a small, white house. I could tell from the design that it was a wooden structure with a metal roof and that it was an older home. The front yard was fenced in, and I realized why when a huge sandy-colored Pitbull came running up to the gate to greet us.

“Coco is friendly, babe.”

“You mean she’s not a guard dog?”

Eagle took my hand and pulled me inside the yard. “Oh, no,” he said, latching the gate and greeting Coco by rubbing her head and letting her get in her licks. “She’s a vicious guard dog, that’s why Aunt May has her. But you’re with me, so she knows you’re okay.” He rubbed her head. “Don’t you, baby?”

When Coco turned to me, I offered her the back of my hand and let her sniff. Soon she was seeking affection from me as well, and I gave her a few pats. “You’re a pretty girl,” I cooed.

“I hope you brought her something.”

I glanced up to see an elderly woman standing in the open doorway with the light behind her. There was a welcoming smile on her face, and the old-fashioned bun on top of her head and her long, floral dress reminded me of Aunt Bea from The Andy Griffith Show.

“Of course I did.” Eagle reached inside his pocket and pulled out a piece of rawhide. Coco wasted no time snatching it from his hand and running away with it.

Aunt May laughed. “She remembers you teased her last Sunday.” She watched us walk toward her, her smile never wavering. “You must be Leo.”

I gave Eagle a look, because he was the only one who insisted on calling me that. “Leona,” I corrected her. “But it’s okay if you want to call me Leo.” I offered her my hand, which she accepted, but not in a traditional handshake. She palmed my hand and covered it with her other one. “It’s nice to meet you.”

“Likewise, dear. Come on in.”

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