Page 51 of Nitro

“I don’t buy it. He’ll try to get to you. I’ve seen this play out a hundred times before. You’re not going to be safe until someone teaches him a lesson in how to treat women.”

“Can’t we just let it go for now? You were so happy last night. Don’t let him ruin that feeling.” She wriggles closer. “Kiss me until you have to leave.”

I can’t resist giving her anything she wants. I’d find a way to steal the Hope Diamond if she asked me to. Nothing will stop me from trying to make her happy. Not even the guys. Untilnow, the club has always come first. It’s weird that things have changed so much in the last few days, but it’s undeniable. She’s become the most important person in my life. The guys are a very close second, but the hierarchy has changed. I don’t know what to think about that. If the guys knew how I felt, I wonder what they’d say.

Her lips brush over mine. I return her soft kisses, sinking into her warmth. Her breasts press against my chest, sending goosebumps across my flesh. She’s quickly making me want to forget Church so we can stay in bed all day. If I don’t stop this now, I’m going to be late for the meeting. Scar will have my ass for that. He doesn’t tolerate disrespectful behavior.

“Kitten…” I try to extract her from my arms, but she’s clinging to me like a sexy, lazy sloth, which is exactly how I feel too. “Babe, I have to go.”

“No. Just one more minute.” She’s using her gorgeous blue eyes to beg me to stay. Those eyes are kryptonite to my willpower. “Tell Scar he can be mad at me instead of you.”

“I’ll be back as soon as Church is over,” I promise.

She groans and pulls away. I tuck the blanket around her body to keep her nice and warm while I’m gone.

“I’ll be back soon.” I kiss her, then reluctantly leave the bed.

After putting on a black, long-sleeved shirt, I grab my cut and slide it over my shoulders. Holly’s molten gaze follows my every move. She’s undressing me with her eyes, and I’d give anything to see what’s going on in her head. I’m sure it’s hot and nasty and fun as hell, exactly the way she is in bed.

My cock’s getting hard again. Since I don’t want to walk around on three legs, I get the hell out of there before it turns to stone.

I’m starving after all that fucking. She’s probably hungry too, so I detour into the kitchen. Crystal’s standing at the counter slicing carrots for a pot roast.

“Sounds like you had fun last night,” she says, smirking.

Normally I don’t kiss and tell, but this bitch needs to be put in her place. “I did. Holly’s better than any woman I’ve ever had. She’s more exciting than you could possibly imagine.”

“I’m sure.” Her face twists into a mask of silent fury. I don’t like it one bit.

“Get used to hearing it, Crystal. Holly’s going to be around a lot longer than you are.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

There’s real fear in her eyes, but I don’t give a fuck. She’s been a pain in the ass since she got here. Scar needs to get rid of her. Soon.

“What’s for breakfast?” I ask, ignoring her question.

“Nothing if you’re going to be a jerk.”

“Cereal sounds good to me.”

I brush past her and open the cupboard. It’s full of every kind of cereal imaginable. Some of them are Scar’s, so I avoid those. He’s got this thing about cereal. All the guys know which boxes are his. The rest are up for grabs. Since I don’t know what Holly likes, I grab five different boxes. I try to choose a variety of options: granola, fruity O’s, the chocolate vampire one, healthy shit with raisins, and the leprechaun with colorful marshmallows. I also take the glass bottle full of milk, which was delivered this morning. We’ve got a deal with a local farmer. His kid brings us fresh milk every day. It’s good shit.

Since I’m running short on time, I walk into the bedroom and dump everything on top of the dresser.

“Breakfast in bed?” Holly grins.

“Yeah, but you’re going to have to pick what you want. I’ve gotta run.”

“Okay. Thanks, Cookie Monster.”

“Cookie Monster?” I raise a brow.

“Because you ate my cookie all night.”

I burst out laughing. She’s not wrong. I ate her sweet little pussy for hours. If she hadn’t begged me to stop, I would have gone all night long.

“Bye, kitten.”

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