Page 51 of Brandishing Beginnings

Safety first

I smiled, seemingly not surprised by his response—they were bikers, after all. From my years growing up in Creekton and driving past their clubhouse down on Main Street, I knew they valued their privacy and security. The clubhouse was covered in cameras on the outside, and it only made sense that any home they lived in would be the same.

Maya:

I wish I had stayed too. My mom’s in a tiff.

Nico:

Should just move in, Little Dreamer.

Jason:

It would have been nice to be able to check in on you throughout the day. Would have kept you naked, so I could watch you play with yourself all day.

A shiver ran down my spine as a blush colored my cheeks. Glad I was safely behind a closed door as I giggled softly. I still couldn’t believe that all three of them wanted me, that three men in general were OK with sharing like this. Desire and lust poured through me. It was a heady feeling and I was enjoying every minute of it.

I wasn’t sure how long they would last, if the three of them would grow bored with me, but I wasn’t going to worry about it. I was young. I was going take life by the horns, and have my cake and eat it too. I’d been the responsible adult. I’d gone to college, gotten my degree, and graduated. I was starting my new job in two days. I’d done everything I had needed to without the support of my parents. I was allowed to have fun now.

Maya:

That sounds hot.

Marcos:

We’ll get you a key tonight.

I didn’t know how to respond to that declaration, so I chose not to. Instead, I changedthe subject.

Maya:

Jason, what are we doing on our date tonight?

Jason:

Shooting.

My mouth dropped open in shock. I had never fired a gun before. I had never even been around guns before. I knew my guys valued safety and security, but was teaching me to shoot really necessary?

My phone rang a moment later, Jason’s name flashing across the screen. “Hi,” I answered immediately, knowing that’s what he expected.

“Hi, Darlin’.” His voice was a gravelly growl in my ear, that sent my heart racing. “You ever shot a gun before?”

“No,” I murmured, blushing.

“That’s good. That means I can teach you the right way, and you don’t have any bad habits that need correcting.”

“I think you enjoy correcting me,” I said, and I immediately regretted the words the moment they left my lips.

His laugh was deep and rich, it was fucking music for my ears, sending my heart racing and butterflies fluttering in my belly. God damn. “Oh, baby girl. You have no idea how much.”

“What should I wear tonight?” I asked, coyly.

“Jeans and boots if you have them. Nothing fancy darlin’, we’re going shooting and maybe dinner,” Jason said dryly.

I couldn’t help but smile at his matter-of-fact tone. “Sounds good to me.”

“Pack a bag too. You’re staying with us again tonight. I’ll pick you up around five.”

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