Savor (Bad Boy Rockers 4)

I hold too much respect for her to expect her to wear my ring while playing the waiting game. But she will one day soon. I don’t even need to worry about her decision because I know without a doubt what her answer will be. Perhaps I’m too confident, but I see the love she has for me in her eyes, which reflects right back at her from mine.

I’m hoping this whole thing with Brittany is over with soon. I haven’t heard from Ryan over the past few weeks so I guess a call to him is in my future. Evan hasn’t let me know how she’s doing either, so I’m not sure whether that’s a good thing or bad thing.

But I’m sure as hell not going to tempt fate by asking. I can’t lie and say that Brittany hasn’t been on my mind. I worry about her, which is only natural after seeing the state she was in when I visited. I don’t have feelings for her, I’ve never lied about that, but I guess my conscience keeps getting in the way. Part of me felt, and feels, like a bastard for asking her for a divorce when she is getting sick.

She doesn’t deserve any consideration after the lies she told in the beginning, but I can’t get her pallor out of my head. I’d have been good if she’d have been her usual self but she looked frail . . . defeated.

I’m going to drive myself crazy with these thoughts, and I can’t see Dahlia being impressed if I told her what I was thinking. She’d probably think I was regretting being with her, which is so far from the truth.

“What’s got you so distracted,” Reece sniggers, “or should I ask who?” He drops his ass into a seat at the bar.

I pass him a longneck. “She isn’t far from my thoughts.”

“I’m glad she’s found someone to look out for her.” He takes a gulp of his beer. “I’m still surprised at how quickly she let you close. It’s never happened before.”

“I’m certainly not complaining.” I grin, taking a gulp of my own beer.

“Can you not grin like that while you’re thinking about my sister . . . it’s not right!”

I roar with laughter as Dahlia appears.

Dahlia walks around the bar toward me.

Her arm goes around my waist and her head rests against my chest.

This woman leaves me speechless. I bend and kiss the top of her head and pull her in close to me.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, but later I have a dinner planned that you need to make sure you’re on time for . . . and that you’re alone,” she whispers.

My dick certainly perks up hearing her words.

I turn, pulling her against my body so she can feel what she does to me, and reply, “That can be arranged.”

Her fingers slip into the back of my jeans and shorts while she lightly scrapes her nails over the naked flesh of my ass. Shudders rack my body as I harden against her.

I’m seconds away from tossing her over my shoulder and carrying her somewhere private when I hear a throat being cleared.

“You haven’t forgotten you have an audience, have you?”

“You still here?” I reply, only half-joking.

“You can make out with my sister anytime you want, just not in front of me.”

“Reece, lighten up.” Dahlia grins at her scowling brother. “I have to watch you all over Callie, I mean come on.”

I’m glad for Dahlia’s sake that Reece is okay with me being with her . . . even if he’s trying to hide his grin behind a scowl right now. Dahlia, until recently, relied heavily on Reece so having him objecting to our relationship would have played on Dahlia’s mind. She’s strong willed so I have no doubt that it wouldn’t have prevented us being together, but I’m glad he’s cool now.

No doubt, Dahlia had something to do with persuading him everything was good. She’s definitely strong enough to push her point with anyone . . . even Reece.

As I turn to whisper into her ear, I spot Jace standing just inside the entrance to Kix. I’m surprised. He’s only been here once or twice in the beginning and as he looks around at the business I’m proud of, I realize this is the first time he’s seen the finished bar. He’s eaten here a few times, but only ever used the back entrance.

The last time he was here, Kix was practically bare and like a builder’s yard, but now it’s mine. I made it mine.

“I can’t believe this is the same place.” He grins and moves closer. “You’ve done well, little brother.”

“Thanks.” I try to hide the delight I feel at his praise.