Page 49 of Flame's Fight

“You should have.” Flame says.

I put my hand on Flame’s arm and then realize that he’s standing without his cane. “Where’s your cane?”

Flame glances at me, and then down at his legs before shrugging. “I forgot it in the SUV. I just wanted to get to you.” He pulls me close, and I let him.

“I’ll come to the precinct tomorrow and give you my statement. But I’m bringing Evie Buchanan with me.” I smile when I see Harding flinch.

He nods and leaves us, taking the elevator that Billings called.

“Let’s go get you packed so we can get to the clubhouse.” Flame suggests, leading me into my mess of an apartment.

I turn to Tanya. “I’m so sorry. Here I promised you a safe place…”

“Hey, don’t. Seriously. I think we’d both be better off at the clubhouse.” Tanya says, looking at Ghost for agreement. He nods.

“That’s a good idea. I already told Cole to take your stuff there.” Ghost says.

“I have space in the SUV for whatever you need to bring.” Axel says to me. “Then I’ll run to Home Depot and pick you up a new door. I’ll get it installed tonight.”

“Thank you, Axel.” I say, giving him a hug. I duck into my bedroom and try hard to ignore the mess. Younger didn’t have time to do too much damage, but he dumped all my clothes onto the bed. It made it easier to transfer everything to my suitcase. I shudder when I consider him touching my clothes. If I find a speck of semen, I’m burning the lot.

Once I’m done, Flame lifts the suitcase off my bed and uses the handle to pull it behind us. I let out a sigh when we drive through the gates and I see the clubhouse lit up in front of us.

“What’s wrong?” Flame asks me. “Do you not want to be here?”

I glance at him. “Of course I want to be here. It’s just frustrating because this is now the only place I feel safe.”

He gives me a soft kiss. “I know, and I’m sorry. We’ll get your apartment back for you. Unless…”

“I don’t want to live in the clubhouse forever.” I tell him. “Not that I don’t mind staying here once in a while, but it’s too much like living in a dorm.” I say as we walk through the doors and see a handful of bikers drinking beer and watching a football game. Some have scantily clad bunnies propped on their laps. I look at Flame to see him smirking.

“That’s what Tally calls it.” He admits. “It’s the reason Dante and some others are building homes behind the clubhouse.”

“I heard about that. Tally said her and Dante’s place is done and that they’ll be moving in after the wedding and honeymoon.”

“Have you seen it?” He asks me.

“I’ve seen some photos. She’s really excited about it. She mentioned Caitlin and Evie were also building homes.”

“They are. I think Chaos and Evie’s place is almost done. The guys are working on Caitlin and Scar’s place and they started on Grimm and Kingsley’s home.” Flame explains. “Reaper, Ghost, and I have picked out spots, but we haven’t picked out plans yet. I know Reaper wants Ashlyn to help plan it. I’m kind of hoping you’ll help me plan ours.”

“Ours?” I ask softly.

“Ours.” He says with a nod. “I want to marry you one day, Brooke. I’m not asking right now because I want all this bad stuff behind us. Besides, I have the proposal all worked out.”

I stop walking and drop his hand. When he turns to look at me, I see confusion and a flash of hurt. “Unless you don’t want…” He starts, but I shake my head before throwing myself in his arms.

“I love you. When you ask me, I will say yes. I want nothing more than to spend my life with you, to build a family with you. You’re the best man I know, Aaron.”

He captures my face in his hands and kisses me hard. “My room, now.” He growls.

I giggle, but then remember Tanya. “Tanya is in your room.” I remind him.

“Fuck.” Flame says, but he grabs my hand and drags me down the hall to the room where we slept the previous night. Once he slams the door shut, he stalks toward me. The hunger on his face has me backing up until my legs hit the bed. “Strip.” He orders, so I do.

I tear off my top and toss it to the floor, raising my eyebrow when Flame doesn’t move. He rolls his finger to encourage me to keep going, and I realize he’s planning on watching, so I give him a show. Reaching behind me, I unhook my bra, but don’t let it fall. Keeping my breasts covered as I slip my arms through the straps. I can almost feel the heat in Flame’s eyes as he focuses on my hands, waiting for the revelation. He shudders when I drop my bra to the floor. I lick my lips as I unbuckle my jeans and slowly unzip them. After towing off my shoes, I bend so my breasts swing as I slip down my jeans. After stepping out of them, I turn slowly so he has a full view of my ass. Hooking my fingers into my thong, I slowly lower them as I bend over. Giggling when I hear him groan. That giggle turns into a squeal when he tackles me onto the bed.

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE: FLAME

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