Chapter Twenty-Three
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Harper
“Well look what the cat dragged up.” Diablo didn’t even turn as he fiddled around with the heavy green bag on the kitchen island. The house was full of men, each in his leather cut who seemed to be milling about aimlessly.
I ducked my head slightly but Jett just laughed , his arm tightened around my shoulders as he lead me into the room fully. All evidence of lasts nights party had disappeared. It was like it had never happened. And they all looked bright eyed where my mouth felt like something had crawled into it and died. What ever had been in the drinks Sarah had given me was potent and I was definitely feeling it.
“You’re lucky I am even here , I had a lot better invitation you know.”
Jetts teasing had me blushing , and my cheeks only got hotter as Diablo turned, his eyes knowing. “Glad you kids kissed and made up.”
“Thanks man. Now where’s breakfast?”
“You can make your own breakfast. We leave in fifteen so be quick.” Diablo turned to leave the room, muscles bunching as he shouldered the heavy bag.
“I can make breakfast.” I moved forward. At least it was something I could do, instead of just sitting around. “Oh no you don’t.” Jetts hands slipped round my waist, his hand flat on my stomach under the t-shirt of his he had given me to wear. “You are staying right here. I don’t need food for breakfast.” He turned me, trapping me between stools as he claimed my lips.
“No, what do you need?” I couldn’t believe how easy it was to fall into the part of his woman. It seemed the most natural thing in the world. I snaked my arms around his neck.
“More of this.” His lips lingered on mine. “More of you, and to know you will be here when I get back.”
“I don’t even know where you are going?”
In answer he slipped his tongue into my mouth and for a moment I forget everything.
“Is just a little business, I’ll be back in a few days. Sarah is going to stay here with you. Honestly don’t look so worried Harper. It’s just a monthly meeting. A few of my brothers will stay behind to make sure everything is safe. Bat will be here somewhere. No one will bother you and if they do,” He shrugged “if they do I will deal with them when I get back.”
“I’ll miss you.”
“I’ll miss you as well, will you stay in my room when I am gone? I’d feel better knowing you were sleeping in my bed?”
I nodded mutely. Truth was I would rather sleep in his room. Surrounded by his things with his sheets smelling of his skin. It would make me feel safer.
“Come and see me off?”
I followed him. Did he really want me to kiss him good bye at the door in front of everyone?
“Are you sure ? It won’t ruin your street cred?”
“He doesn’t have any street cred Harper, so don’t worry about that” Bat came flying down the stairs. A mischievous look on his face.
“Now kiss your man good bye, so they can get out of here and we can have all sorts of fun whilst the boss is away.”
Jetts growl was sarcastic but he wrapped me in his arms anyway. Kissing me full on the mouth , he claimed my lips like there wasn’t an audience cat calling us.
“There’s clothes in your room ok but if you don’t like any of them ask sarah to take you to exchange them.” He rested his forehead on mine. “Please don’t go anywhere without back up though Harper. I hate leaving you so soon.”
“I’ll be fine.” And I had to be. It was only a few days right? What could happen in a few days? “Go, stay safe ok.” I stepped back and felt Bat come up beside me.
“He will be fine Harper. This is just a routine meeting. And he could do with the run, I mean ride. You know to help him keep his head.”
How could I tell him it wasn’t Jett I was worried about?
But I would be fine for a few days right?
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