She’s not wearing a cut, yet she looks a little like Blade. I mean, not the hair color but the facial features.
Swallowing, I open the car door and climb out as her words hit me as she sneers, “I will not allow this Blade!”
Blade scoffs, “Well, guess what, Mama? You don’t have a fucking say.”
Mama, as in…. ah crap.
The woman with light brown hair growls, and not wanting them to think I’m listening to their argument, I shut my car door, getting their attention.
The woman glowers at me as her head snaps my way, her light blue eyes darkening with anger, giving most of the brothers in the Furies a run for their money, making me want to flinch back, but I hold it down. Seeing Blade’s face soften, as he takes me in, a small smile etching his features. I’m suddenly happy I wore the sundress and ankle boots.
I give him a small smile as I wave a little like a dork, nerves hitting me, and I say, “I’m sorry to interrupt,” as I walk over to them.
“You’re not interrupting, princess,” Blade says, and I know my cheeks are heating at his nickname and the fact he’s using it in front of his mother, especially by the smirk he has stretching across his face, though I don’t miss the woman scowl at her son.
She doesn’t like me, and I’m beginning to believe their argument has something to do with me.
I shake my head, hold my keys out for him, and ask, “Are you sure you’re not too busy to do the cambelt?”
Blade rolls his eyes and takes my keys from me, our fingers touching, causing sparks to shoot up my arm. He states, “As I told you yesterday and the day before that and the day before that, it isn’t a problem. It needs doing, Luna,” like he didn’t feel anything, which I have to admit stings a little and I realize my feelings for him are deeper than I originally thought.
Leaving him is going to be hard when the time comes.
I wince and admit, “I know. I just don’t want to be a bother.”
He shakes his head with a sly smile and admits, “You being safe in a reliable car isn’t a bother, now stop fussing.”
My cheeks heat again when his mother clears her throat, and he sighs.
“Mama, go back to the clubhouse and do what you are best at, pissing off Dad and the prospects,” he demands gently, and the woman flinches but hides it and scoffs, “What, don’t want to introduce me to your girlfriend?”
My eyes widen at her words, but my heart, which has no right, soon drops when Blade replies, “Luna isn’t my girlfriend like I told you before she pulled up, we’re friends, now fuck off.”
The woman growls before walking past me, accidentally shoving into my shoulder in the process, and I have to bite mybottom lip to stop the cry that I wants to escape while she walks away.
Brock rammed me into the wall before he forced himself on me, and now it’s a little sore.
Blade sighs and mumbles, “I’m sorry about her, she has problems.”
I snort, “Most mothers do, don’t they?”
He grins and tilts his head, and I know he has questions, but I also know he won’t ask them. Instead, he grips my hips and pulls me into him as he drags me into his garage, and I giggle before his lips meet mine causing me to melt into him like normal.
As our tongues tangle, everything in me relaxes. His words, just moments ago, are forgotten until he pulls back, and we lock eyes.
Damn, I could get lost in those dark blue orbs.
It hurts knowing he doesn’t see me the way I see him, but I also know he never promised me more.
It’s just sex and now a car fix.
Needing to break his intense gaze, I turn my head and look around the shop before noticing the Chevrolet Dulux. I wince and mutter, “Uh oh,” and Blade groans, dropping his forehead to my shoulder and making me laugh.
“I swear that fucking car is going to be the death of me,” he mumbles before kissing my shoulder, sending shivers down my spine. I grin, move away from him, and walk to the dark green car.
“What’s wrong with it this time?” I ask as I look over the old car.
Blade sighs before I feel his arms wrapping around me from behind, and he rests his chin on my head and mutters, “This time, break failure and transmission issues because of its age. Three days ago, faulty spark plugs and last week was the electrical system. The car is a fucking menace, and I keep tryingto tell the owner to just put it in storage and buy something more reliable, but he won’t.”