Page 15 of Honey Trapped

“Jesus. Both of you pain in my ass.”

“You think everyone is a pain in your ass,” Gianna sasses.

“She’s got you there.” Stud chuckles.

“Whatever. Sure if it’ll get you out of my hair quicker.”

“What hair? You ain't got much left from what I see, brother.”

“Smart ass.”

“Way cool. I’ll let her know. Honey, I’ll need you to move Lennon’s car seat into my car for me please. I’m going to go on and take her home with me so Norah can get ready.”

“You got it, babe.”

“This is why I’m single and plan on keeping it that way.” I shake my head.

“And that’s why I’m not.” Stud motions to the swing of Gianna’s hips as she saunters back inside.

“Touché.” The brother is pussy whipped. Met Gianna and he knew then and there she was what he wanted. Staked his claim and that was it. Moved her in and knocked her up. Simple as that. If only shit had been that easy for me. Instead, I got locked into a gold-digging cunt.

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Still don’t know why I let Stud’s Ol’ Lady rope me into this or why she thinks setting Norah up with Chaser is a good idea. Man is still hung up on Jelissa. I know it. Hell, the whole club knows it. He fucked up but I thought they were going to work it out.

He came home one day, and she’d packed his shit and sat it on the porch. Told him she couldn't forget what he did.

Like Chaser but can't say I blame her. He’s the last brother Norah needs to get involved with. She’ll get hurt then I’ll get stuck hearing about it because we’re neighbors.

But knowing that here I am with her arms wrapped around me on the back of my bike. First woman to ride with me since I split from Eileen. Forgot how damn good it feels to have a sweet piece pressed up against me. Only she’s not mine and never will be. One she’s too damn young and two she’s a mom with baby daddy issues. I’ve had enough drama in my life. I’m not looking to add more to it. I shut off my bike and wait for her to climb off before doing so myself.

I hang her helmet from the handlebar. “You going to be good on your own?”

“What? You’re not coming?”

“Babe, you walk in with me, it’ll look like we’re together. Don't want to cramp your style.”

“I don't care about that. I only came to get out for some fun.”

“Thought you came because Chaser is hot.”

“There is that, but I’d be good just having a beer and listening to some music. You’re not too bad to look at if you keep your mouth shut.” She smirks and my lungs constrict.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Don't know if anyone has told you this but I'm just going to come out and say it. You’re a wet blanket. A grouch. A Grinch.”

I cock a brow at her. “A Grinch?”

“You know big green meanie who steals Christmas.”

I bust out laughing. “You know how to stroke a man’s ego.”

“That’s not all I can stroke.”

“Jesus,” I mutter.

“What?” She leans in close, her breath fanning up, smelling all minty like her toothpaste. “You think just because I’m a mom I can't cut loose and have fun. Flirt.”

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