Page 63 of Forbidden
He spends the rest of the drive telling me about himself and his journey to becoming a member of the MC. He’s been a prospect for a year but thinks he’ll be sworn in soon, especially since Gage has entrusted him with such an important matter. He winked at me when he said it and I just rolled my eyes.
He slows down and then turns into the Venetian Park Community. This. Place. Is. Gorgeous! Definitely for a more affluent crowd but still family-oriented. There are mostly two-story houses with high archways and doors with stained-glass windows. There are play areas at the end of every street, and a gym with a pool. He pulls into a driveway, next to a black BMW M3, and parks.
“We’re here.”
“Where exactly is ‘here’?”
“Come on. You’ll see,” he says with a grin.
We walk up to the door and he steps right in. It wasn’t even locked.Who lives here?
“Hey, boss! We’re here!” he calls up the stairs.
I look up and almost swallow my tongue when Gage appears at the top of the stairs. Shirtless.Baby Jesus in the manger, this man is sexy.Too sexy. He smiles down at me and throws a white T-shirt over his shoulder as he descends. Is it just me or does his body look different? He seems leaner, his stomach muscles tighter. Did he always have that V line?Fuck. Put your shirt on already. Goddammit.He thanks Ron and tells him he’ll call him later, but his eyes are glued to me. I don’t even realize that Ron’s left until Gage pulls me into his arms.
“Hey, baby doll.”
“Hi.”
“Did you miss me?”
“I…I…”
Words. I need to find words.How can I when his naked chest is inches from my lips and I just want to kiss it? His skin is cool from his shower and he smells amazing, as usual.
“Am I distracting you?”
“You know you are.”
He chuckles and releases me to put his shirt on.
“Better?”
Not really.“Better.”
“Come on. I have a surprise for you.”
He takes my hand and leads me through the house. It’s obvious no one lives here, because there’s hardly any furniture. Either they’re moving out or just moving in.
“Whose house is this?”
“Mine.”
“It’s nice.” It’s big for one man but still nice. It’s a family home, not a bachelor pad. “Not quite what I’d expect, though.”
“What did you expect?”
“Black, red, leather, reapers everywhere.”
“That’s why I bought it, to get away from all that. This is going to be my home.”
“I see. I like it.”
“Thank you. Wait ‘til I’m done with it. You’re gonnaloveit.”
I try to smile but I know it comes out weak. I won’t be around to see anything.
We step into the living room and my jaw almost hits the floor. The room is bare except for a blanket on the floor, laden with all kinds of food. The only light comes from candles scattered around the room. I survey everything in disbelief.He did this for me?The sound of music reaches my ears and I turn to see him in the corner. When did he move? He returns to me slowly and my breath hitches at the view. Gage by candlelight is a sight to behold.
