Locked Hearts (Chained Hearts Duet 2)

“Why the look of disappointment?” she asks from the doorway, scanning the room and nodding toward the bathroom. “He isn’t in there, is he?”

I shake my head and she steps inside. Her eyes glance around the room again before she jumps on the bed, landing on her stomach, then picks up a fry from my dinner. “He never lets us in here.” Her eyes come back to me. “I mean, I’ve seen it from the doorway.” She points to the door and rolls over to her back.

“How did your night end?” I ask.

She gets up, checks on a sleeping Wren, then climbs into his spot under the covers and lays her head on my shoulder like we’re best friends. I haven’t had one of those for a long time. So this right now—it’s all weird to me.

“He fucked my pussy with his mouth before he fucked it even harder with his tongue,” she says in awe.

“TMI,” I say, laughing and shaking my head.

“I think I might see him again. I mean, if you find a man who can make you come… not once but twice with his mouth and cock, girl, you are on a winner.”

Dillan could never do that but Keir can.

“What’s that look for? I bet you’re dreaming about my dear cousin. He makes you come. I’ve heard many unwanted stories about him. He did fuck half my friends growing up.” She laughs and my face scrunches at her words. “Don’t pull a face, he only seems to have eyes for you now. Trust me, I know.”

“Get the fuck out of my bed.”

Both our heads whip around at the sound of Keir’s voice coming from the doorway. He’s no longer naked, which is a plus, because I’m sure his cousin would not appreciate seeing that.

“We’re bonding,” Piper whines.

“Yeah, well… where were you last night when Romarc came to her?”

“Romarc?” She sits up on the bed and looks to Keir, then to me. “He was there?” she asks. I nod and she shakes her head. “Last I saw him he was gushing at how he was going to fuck you out of your position.” She shakes her head. “Like that could ever happen.”

“Did you find him?” I ask Keir.

He shakes his head and steps into the bathroom. “You better be gone when I come out, Piper.”

“I know where he is,” Piper states, pulling herself up from the bed to stand and walks toward the door.

Keir spins and stomps over to her, getting right in her face. “You what?”

“I know where he is,” she says again.

“How the fuck would you know that?”

Piper rolls her eyes and leaves the room. “Wait there,” she calls out.

Keir turns back to me, noticing the food on the bed. “I see you had the day you planned.”

“I did.”

His stare is intimidating as it punctures right through me and he says nothing, just stares.

“How was your day?” I ask.

Keir turns away from me, facing the door, and rubs his chest. “Would have been better spent inside of you.”

Before I can respond, Piper walks back in, her cell in hand.

“You have got to be kidding me,” he states as he checks the app she has pulled up on her screen.

“Nope.” She smirks. “He is a dumb shit. I’ve been telling you this for… well, ever!”

Keir looks up at her with admiration. I see the smile—a real one—form on her face. It must be hard for her, being who she is in this family and given no credit. I glance at my daughter and wonder if she will have the same kind of life—being never good enough. No, that will not happen, because I will make sure she’s always good enough, no matter what.

“Anyway, I can take you there.”

I wait for his answer.

Keir doesn’t say anything at first, taking a moment to think, then he nods. “I’m showering and then we’re leaving. You need to get out,” he tells Piper, then turns to me. “I need you to shower with me.”

Piper doesn’t argue, which is surprising, as she leaves and shuts the door behind her. I make no move to follow his directive as he stalks his way to me. He pulls back the blankets, then looks over to Wren. “How long has she been asleep?”

“I just put her down.”

He reaches for me. “Good. I don’t have to worry about fucking you hard and fast then.”

I smirk up at him. “I think I’d like some hard and fast—”

“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” he says, picking me up from the bed as I laugh at his words. I stop when I feel his stare on me. Always with the eyes. Luckily for him, those eyes make my stomach weak and my pussy flutter. Yes, that’s totally a real thing.

“I have legs,” I say.

“And I have a cock that wants inside of you. Your point?” He walks us into the shower, turning it on with one hand while holding me with the other. The water sprays over us and he has no care in the world that our clothes are getting soaked. I mean, he’s wearing no shirt, but I am still fully dressed.