Page 24 of Finish Line
“Thanks for helpin’ me out, ladies,” I chuckle.
“We all gotta stick together,” Sienna tells me. “Plus, someone more important has had his eye on you since he walked into the room.”
“Oh?” I ask. I already know she’s talking about Bull. I can feel his gaze on me. Not to mention, I’ve stolen a couple of glances out of the corner of my eye.
“Don’t act like you don’t know!” she playfully shoves my arm.
“You should go talk to him,” Marley suggests.
“What? No! I’m not sure what you two think, you know, but I can tell you he’s not interested in me like that. He’s just trying to keep me safe,” I explain to them.
“Girl, you are so in denial,” Sienna tells me. “Bull hasneverlooked at a woman the way he looks at you.”
“I’ve never even seen him give a cut bunny the time of day,” Marley adds. “You’re new around here, so let me break it down for you. The men of the Savage Menaces . . .”
“And Riders . . .” Sienna cuts her off.
“Right, right. The men of the Savage Menaces and Riders are the most alpha men you’ll ever meet. Damn near cavemen,” Marley laughs. “When they want a woman, everyone around them knows it. Even if he hasn’t verbally admitted it. The way his eyes are glued to you every time y’all are in the same room says it all.”
“Mmhmm,” Sienna agrees. Her smile stretches from ear to ear. “So, go! Talk to him. Make the first move!”
“Oh shit! Yes! Go get your man,” Marley encourages me.
“Okay, okay.” I laugh. “Both of you are crazy, but I’ll do it. I’ll take a shot.”
I turn around to walk toward Bull as both Sienna and Marley squeal behind me. Bull, of course, already has his eyes on me. I give him a small smile and notice him grinning. I walk toward him, but instead of saying anything to him, I wave down the prospect who’s bartending tonight.
“Can I get a Malibu and pineapple juice, please?” I ask him. He nods and goes about making my drink.
“And here you had me thinkin’ you were comin’ to talk to me,” Bull says. There’s a hint of humor in his tone.
“Oh? Did you?” I ask coyly, turning to face him. “I was feeling a bit parched. I thought it was time for a drink.”
His eyes drape down my body. His tongue darts out, wetting his lips as he slowly drags his eyes back up. “Damn it, Goddess. You’re really testin’ my strength tonight.”
“How so?” The prospect sets my drink down and quickly moves away.
“The things I would do if you were mine . . .” he growls out.
A chill runs down my spine and his words leave me aching between my legs. “So, take me.”
His hands resting on his knees clench into fists as if he’s holding himself back.
“Is that what you really want?” he asks.
I nod my head with a smirk. I’m not sure where this newfound confidence is coming from, but I’ll take it. “Yes, Jase. It’s what I want.”
His arm wraps around my waist and he’s pulling me between his legs. “You’ve gained some confidence in the short week you’ve been here. Are the Ol’ Ladies rubbin’ off on you?”
“Possibly.” I shrug my shoulder. Bull tucks a strand of hair behind my ear.
“It’s fuckin’ sexy,” he whispers in my ear, his lips brushing against the shell of my ear.
His eyes come back to mine and he cups my face in his hand. My eyes dart to his lips, then back to his eyes and he lets out a light chuckle. His thumb caresses my bottom lip just before he brings his lips to mine. On instinct, I drape my arms around his neck and lean into the kiss, parting my lips slightly to let him in. His tongue brushes across my lips, then he slowly breaks the kiss.
“Fuck,” he hisses out. His hand drops to my hip and he gives a gentle squeeze. “That was better than I imagined it would be.”
Heat rises in my cheeks. I reach up and run my fingers through his beard, lightly grabbing it. His eyes roll back and a soft growl escapes his lips.
