Page 4 of War

CHAPTER TWO

ORA

Three Weeks Later

I’m putting the icing on a batch of red velvet cupcakes, daydreaming about Levi and the night I spent with him. He fucked me all night, making me come over and over again. I’ve only slept with two other men—exes of mine—and I didn’t know it could be like that. Just the flashbacks with Levi alone make me wetter than I ever was with Leo or Mason.

The things he did to me.

My cheeks heat as I remember me on all fours and him behind me with his mouth on me, telling me to touch my clit for him. There isn’t an inch of me he didn’t see that night. I woke up early and left the hotel, sneaking out before he woke up. I wonder if he’s spent any time thinking about me like I have about him.

The bell to the bakery chimes, letting me know a customer has walked in. I’m the only one here in the afternoon since it’s not usually busy after the breakfast and lunch rush.

“They have the best cinnamon rolls here that I’ve ever tasted,” I hear a woman announce, which makes me smile because I’m the one who makes the rolls using my own recipe.

“Hello,” I say, smiling in welcome at the woman first, a tall blonde wearing a tight dress and leather boots. But then my smile drops when I notice whose arm she is on. Because standing in Lu’s Sweet Treats is none other than Levi, with his arm around the blonde’s waist. His dark eyes flare as they land on mine, the two of us freezing.

And yet another surprise?

Levi is wearing a cut. A Serpents of Chaos MC cut, to be precise.

My eyes drop to the VP patch he wears.

Vice President.

Second only to my biological father.

The man I thought was passing through clearly lives here.

How come I haven’t seen him at any of the charity events?

How has the hottest night of my life come to bite me in the ass?

Fuck me.

Or not because that led me to this moment.

The blonde prattles on, oblivious to the tension in the air that is suddenly suffocating me. “Oooh, they have some of the cookie and cream slices left over too.”

I don’t miss Levi dropping his arm from around the woman, instead crossing both of them over his chest and watching me with a slightly narrowed gaze.

The bell chimes again, and I’m thankful for the reprieve—another customer to keep me busy and avoid staring at the man I was just daydreaming about, who is now here with another woman?Oh God, is this his girlfriend?He didn’t cheat on her with me, did he? Is that why we went to a hotel?

Forcing a smile, I turn to the door, only to see two more bikers.

Twins.

I’ve seen them at the charity events. Both are identical—tall, lean, and muscular with blond, shoulder-length hair and blue eyes. They are wearing tight white T-shirts underneath their leather cuts, and they grin when they see me. They even have the same enforcer patch on their leather.

“Well, what do we have here?” the one on the right purrs, flashing me a charming smile I’m sure many women have lost their panties to.

And then the other twin blesses me with a slow-spreading smile of his own, giving me a once-over, lingering on my boobs a little too long to be considered polite. “I think I’ve suddenly developed a sweet tooth.”

“No, Bones, you haven’t,” Levi barks, and my attention returns to him and his girlfriend.

She gives him a funny look, then turns to me. “Could we get two rolls and two slices? Oh, and two of the chocolate croissants.”

“Sure,” I reply, packing up her order and placing it on the table. Levi comes to stand in front of me, his gaze on my face like a physical touch.

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