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“When I kissed you, Hugh, I wanted to prove my feelings for you, that you meant something to me. That I wanted something more. I’ll be honest, I never saw my dad do stupid shit, though I know it was done. I thought his little pissants would do it.

“My dad never defended me, so I thought he was all talk with his guys about staying away. I wanted you, so I thought it was the best course of action. I waited for you to make a move, but you never did. I’m sorry. Really sorry, because I didn’t think about the consequences. That wasn’t me being young, that was just me being naïve.”

“Oh, Babygirl,” he whispered, his hand cupping my cheek, bringing me closer so that his lips could connect with mine. I clutched onto his shirt, never wanting to let go. He was more than just my everything, and I so badly prayed he would see that, that he would accept the gift I was offering. “I know. You don’t have to be sorry. Do you think I would have changed anything?”

“I don’t know.” Even I could hear the heartbreak in those simple three words.

“No. I knew there was going to come a point where I couldn’t fight my feelings, Brandi. That was the night. You just took the control out my hands.”

He wrapped his arms around me and hauled me on his lap.

“If I didn’t want it to happen, you have to know I wouldn’t have kissed you back.”

“I do suppose that’s true.”

I felt his lips brush the top of my head and I couldn’t help but smile. It was such a simple, sweet, endearing action and I wanted more of it. More of him.

Hugh might have been a biker, but he wasn’t some mean, rough, tough, son of a bitch. Okay, he was, but he wasn’t an asshole. He was kind, caring, and even sweet. At least with me.

“Are you cold?”

“Yeah, the sun is dipping down.” I pulled away slightly to look at him. “Can we play pretend and do a very couplish thing?”

He lifted a brow but smirked.

“You don’t think we have been?” I smacked his chest, and he laughed. “What did you have in mind?”

“Can we sit on the couch, have some soda, and watch a chick flick or something?”

Chapter 6

***** Demon *****

“We don’t have to pretend.” The words were out of my mouth faster than I thought they would be, but I didn’t regret them.

She might feel I was hung up on things, but I wasn’t.

What more could her dad do to me? He already killed me once. And if he happened to come upon here, he’d only swear he was seeing a ghost.

So, in my eyes, I didn’t need to pretend.

I also felt far too old to call someone like this beauty a girlfriend.

But she wasn’t mine yet to call old lady with either. And before anyone gets all hussy over it, it’s a term of endearment. Find me a biker chick who doesn’t like that name.

I had no problem giving this woman anything she ever wanted, including me.

“Chick flick coming right up,” I told her, carefully standing with her in my arms and carrying her in, bridal style. She didn’t need to be walking anymore. And I could tell that sitting the way she was starting to hurt.

I sat her on the couch and handed her the controller. “Netflix is there, so is Hulu. Help yourself. Or you can buy something on Starz. I’ll grab some drinks.” I walked into the kitchen, grabbing us some sodas and then walked out, grinning at the start of the movie.

“Thanks,” she said, taking the can.

“27 Dresses, I think, was always your favorite.”

“It’s cheesy, and yet classic. The whole way they fall in love is great.”

“Maybe, but it’s corny.”

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