She smiles at me, and it takes my fucking breath away. “That was fucking hot.”
I grin and kiss her cheek. “It’s always fucking hot with you.”
Her phone rings, and we both turn toward it. Completely naked, she rushes to the kitchen and grabs it off the counter. “It’s my mom,” she says.
I nod, grabbing my clothes off the floor and slipping them back on.
“Mom?”
She listens, nodding her head. I know I don’t know much about love but looking at her right now has my pulse racing. She looks like an angel, and that’s what she is. My angel. While she struggles to learn the life of my club, she’s guiding me toward love and acceptance.
“Okay, I’ll call you back in five minutes,” she says, hanging up.
I hand her the pale-yellow sundress I pulled off of her, and she slips it over her head.
“What did she say?” I ask.
She pulls her hair out from the dress and adjusts the thin straps. “She said she’s just crossing into Vegas now. She wants to know where to meet me.”
I pull my phone out and text Z and Kace. Once they get back to me, I’ll be able to tell her something.
“I’ll let you know in a few minutes,” I say, lighting a cigarette.
She smiles and chews her lip. I lift an eyebrow, and she says, “She sounded happy. I haven’t heard that carefree voice since everything happened.”
I wrap my arm around her and kiss her temple. “I’m so glad, angel.”
She pulls back and searches my face. “Angel?”
I shrug, taking a step back. “You’re my angel. A bright light in my darkness.”
She wipes away a tear, and I tilt my head. She laughs, shaking her head. “You just caught me off guard with how romantic you can be. One minute you’re fucking me. The next, you’re saying the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard.”
I smash out my smoke and grin. “I’m a man of many sides, angel. And you’re the only one who gets to see them all.”
She wraps her small arms around me, and I leave a protective arm around her as I dig out my cell phone with the other. Zane says it’s all clear.
“Tell your mom to come here,” I say.
She pulls away with a huge smile on her face. “Really? She can stay here?”
“Yeah, she can.”
She kisses me quickly before calling her mom. She gives her directions, and I watch while she laughs at whatever it is her mom says. It allows me to see a side of her I’ve never seen before. A carefree side. I want to see it more.
She continues to talk as my phone rings. I grab it and grin when I see it’s Gillian.
“Hey,” I answer.
“Hey, I heard Mia’s mom is coming. Just wanted to check and see how you’re doing,” she says.
“I need a drink, but I’m doing alright,” I say, chuckling.
She laughs, and I can picture her head back as she does it. “Meeting the parents is no joke, but you already have the love and respect of Porter, so that’s huge.”
I can hear she’s at the club and a part of me wants to run there and be with them. Be around familiar things and family, but I can’t do that to Mia. So, I grab a beer out of the fridge and hope it helps a bit.
“I’ll be fine, Gillian. Go enjoy everyone,” I say, tipping my beer back.