“I’m so tired now,” Grace said. “My arms ache.”
“I enjoyed spending time together.”
“Me too. It was fun.”
When he dropped her off at the apartment, he didn’t want to leave her, but he knew he didn’t have much of a choice. It wouldn’t be
long until he was with her again. Drake lived for their time together.
****
“Come on, Drake, don’t you think he’s the cutest thing ever?” Grace said, holding out the white fluffy puppy they had bought. It was a Saturday morning, and she was off again. Her days changed every other week. Earlier that week, he’d gone with all three women to get the puppy. Of course, all he’d heard was about their new little dog that they had all called, Fluffy.
It was cute, he wouldn’t lie.
“Look at that cutie face. You’re so cute.” Grace pressed a kiss to the pup’s head and held him close. She moved toward Drake and placed the pup against his chest. “Here, hold him.”
Drake held him in his hand, which was large enough for the pup to sit on. He held him close once Fluffy started to wriggle.
“Do you want a coffee?” she asked.
“I’d love one.” He followed her into the kitchen, and Fluffy kept wriggling, so he put the pup down, letting him wander around. “Do you have to stay here all day?”
“No. We can take Fluffy out with us, or we can leave him here, but it’s not really advised because he is a pup.”
“How is he settling in?”
“He’s so cute, and adorable. He’s perfect, actually. He goes to bed, and he doesn’t make much of a sound once he’s there. He’s a perfect little guy.” Grace poured them both a coffee. “Are you getting pup broody?”
“Nope. If I got a dog it would be a German Shepherd, or a Rottweiler.”
“Protection dogs?”
“You got it, babe.”
“Seems a sad excuse to have a dog. Are the Dirty Fuckers in danger?” she asked.
Just hearing her say the word “fuck” had his cock pulsing, pressing against the front of his jeans. He was going to have to see a doctor or something. There was no way it was natural how many times he was getting hard, and they were lasting. He’d beat his dick until he was spent, but it was still fucking hard. He was in pain with how damn hard he was.
“All clubs are in danger. We like to protect our own.”
She placed a coffee in front of him, adding sugar and cream just the way he liked it.
“I get that. I’ve seen some news about MCs in other towns. They’re not all good.”
“Some aren’t, some are, and it depends how the Prez wants to run the club. James, he’s a good Prez, and he has our best interests at heart. It’s not just about the money to him.”
“That’s good.” She sipped her drink. “So, what brings you here?”
“I was wondering if you’d like to come to the clubhouse for a barbeque. It will be above board, and I’ll bring you home before anything goes crazy.”
“When?”
“Tomorrow. Teri’s going to be there, a few of the guys in town, obviously the brothers.”
“Can Suzy and Chloe come?”
“You’ve gotten close to her, haven’t you?”