Hyde's Absolution (Sydney Storm MC 4)

“What, with my kissing abilities?”

“No, with your restraint. You’ve got your hands all over me, your mouth on mine, your dick almost inside me, and yet you’re offering me food.”

“Jesus, woman, don’t tempt me.”

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nbsp; She grew quiet. “I know you’re doing it because it’s the first morning we’ve woken up together in your home, and your daughter is close. And that impresses the hell out of me.”

“How do you know all of that?”

“It’s the only explanation that makes sense, because you’re not a man to walk away from a sure thing like this.”

I struggled against the desire to flip her on her back and fuck the hell out of her. That pussy of hers called to me. But she was right, Charlie being in the house changed things. I dropped my lips to hers and gave her one last kiss before smacking her ass. “Time to move this ass, sugar. You’re gonna make me bacon and eggs.”

She arched a brow, an amused look crossing her face. “Oh, am I? You’re fucking dreaming out loud this morning, tiger.”

I chuckled as she rolled off me and watched as she reached for her clothes. I’d never get enough time with my eyes on Monroe’s naked body. Her curves drove my dick wilder than it ever had been.

Once we were dressed, she came to me and took my hands in hers. Looking down at my bruised and cut knuckles, she asked softly, “How are you this morning?”

That she didn’t ask about my knuckles or my face, but simply accepted that shit had gone down, meant the fucking world to me. “I’m fucking lucky to have you, Roe.”

She looked up at me. “Well, yeah…” She paused with a smile before continuing, “But that doesn’t tell me how you are.”

I slid my arm around her waist and pulled her close. “I know that you know I’m in a dark place, and I’m fucking grateful that you’re in the corner with me, fighting for me to be a better man. I’m done with yesterday, and I’m moving forward.” I bent my face to hers, and my lips grazed her ear when I murmured, “Thank you.”

Her eyes misted with tears. “I’m always here for you.”

I wiped away the few tears that escaped. “Don’t cry, sugar. We’re gonna beat this shit. And we’re gonna get that paternity test and prove that Charlie is mine.”

She smiled and nodded. “Yes, we are.”

We.

I fucking loved it more than I ever thought possible.

Smacking her ass again, I said, “Right, kitchen, now.”

She bit her lip. “Umm, is Tenille gonna be out there?”

“Fuck no. I kicked her out yesterday.”

Her eyes widened. “Really?”

“Roe, there’s something you need to know about me. I’m loyal to a fucking fault, but I’m not a man to be crossed. Tenille will always be the woman I loved first, and it’ll take me time to move past that shit, but I had to remove her from my home for her safety more than anything else.”

She let out a long breath. It was like she’d been holding it for a long time. “Thank God. I didn’t like her. And honestly, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to hold my tongue if I saw her again. Maybe even not my hands.”

My lips twitched. “Going to battle for your man, huh?”

She fired up. “You fucking bet. No one messes with you and gets away with it.”

Fuck.

She really was something else.

We found Charlie in the kitchen a few minutes later, pulling eggs out of the fridge. Guilt flooded me as I watched her. She’d been awake when I’d arrived home last night, and we’d spoken briefly, but the fact I hadn’t stayed with her yesterday proved to me that I had a long fucking way to go while learning how to be a good father.