Page 18 of Heir

He wanted to protect this girl, but no romantic feelings were involved?

I scoffed at that. I already figured out the man, and Blue liked to be needed. It was his kink. Nothing saidneedmore than a damsel in distress.

If they hadn’t fucked, I’d give them until the end of the month—

The door opened, and Blue and I turned to it.

The glare of the sun made it hard to see who had walked into the bar, but I assumed it was one of the brothers since we weren’t technically open yet. I didn’t know why I even took notice. Perhaps years of training from my old man, telling me to always be aware of my surroundings, but I was looking now.

The door closed behind the newcomer, and it took a fraction of a second for my eyes to adjust.

It was a fraction of a second too long—or maybe it only felt that way, I didn’t fucking know.

When my eyes adjusted, I was left with an uncomfortable feeling in my chest that I didn’t know how to get rid of.

It felt like my heart was being squeezed by an iron fist, and I didn’t know what to do.

Fuck. Me.

A tiny girl stood by the door timidly.

Jesus, but she looked like she was on her way to sell Girl Scout cookies or some shit—she looked that young.

But then she turned those huge brown eyes my way, and I realized she wasn’t as young as I had first made her out to be. At least my age and fucking gorgeous.

Curly blond hair that moved past her shoulders, pale skin, naturally red ruby lips—the bottom one was currently being abused by her teeth—slight figure, and perky tits that would be the perfect handful.

My cock jerked at the thought, and I had the sudden image of her writhing naked on my bed while I drove relentlessly into her.

Her wrists would be tied to the bedpost, and those out-of-this-world tits would bounce with every hard thrust against her.

I took a deep breath to calm the raging hard-on I was sporting, but my fucking control seemed to burn down to bits.

Her eyes widened slightly in surprise before she looked down at her Converse sneakers, and I felt bereft somehow.

Fuck, but what would I need to do to get her to turn those fuck-me eyes my way once more?

Burn down this world? Because I would fucking do it if that was what it took.

“Gemma!” Blue called from beside me before he stood and made his way over to the girl.

She smiled at him.

I resisted the urge to walk over to them and punch Blue’s pretty face as he wrapped his arms around her and picked her up, twirling her around and causing a slight squeal to come from her lips.

High-pitched sounds from women normally irritated the fuck out of me. It was usually a ploy to catch attention. Or it was just annoying as fuck. But this girl…

I shook my head. Fuck the way my brain had been fucked recently, because with her, I wasn’t annoyed. Andthatannoyed the fuck out of me.

Plus, I was irritated at Blue and was thinking of about a hundred different ways I could kill him and dispose of the body.

I could do it, too.

I was a smart man.

Surely being a part of the King’s Men MC had taught me a thing or two.

“How are you, sweet girl? Did you have trouble finding the place?” Blue asked.

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