“Hunter.” The softness in her tone, the way her eyes are hooded in desire. Fuck, it’s gonna be hard to keep my hands off her today. My lips graze hers, wanting to take this much further but knowing we shouldn’t until we talk.
“I want you, trouble, so fuckin’ bad my balls are achin’, but we gotta hammer a few things out, make sure we’re on the same page. Then, if shit is good, I’ll give you what we’re both after.” The light dims in her soft brown eyes, those flecks of honey surrounding them.
“Oh, okay.” She attempts to step away from me, but I don’t let her. Instead, my grip tightens.
“Nothin’ wrong. I’m going to let the club know there’s an us. I was dumb to think we could hide this. There’s no way. I don’t want to be able to wrap my arms around you, kiss you, or just fuckin’ talk to you. Not to mention, Shovel ain’t no idiot. He’ll figure it out, and by then, the consequences will be even worse.” I’m not telling Monroe about the look he gave me at getting to work early. He knows for damn sure that ain’t my normal routine, and now that we’re out here, all it would take is one drive-by for the whole club would to rain down on me, rightfully so.
“I’m kind of relieved. I hate sneaking around, and honestly, I know the club is going to be pissed either way, but I think if we both talk to them together, it’ll be much better.” Christ, I love the sweetness that’s inside of Monroe even if she doesn’t show it all the time, but there’s no fuckin’ way we’re doing this together.
“Know that, Monroe. Got another thing to talk to you about,” I end that conversation hoping she won’t keep at it.
“You’re full of news today. That’s good because when you’re done, I have news of my own.” Monroe nods her head, smiling at what she has to say.
“You can go first. Not gonna be ticked to hear about what has you smiling like the Cheshire cat.” I bite my lower lip, my thumbs sliding under the hem of her tank top, teasing her flesh, knowing by the way her body shivers that it’s getting to her.
“Okay, I’m transferring hospitals.” She throws it out there.
“Well, fuck, that might interfere with what I had to say next, but tell me why?”
“I love my dad, truly, I do, but the amount of pussy thrown his way while I’m in front of him is disgusting. He doesn’t ask for it and he doesn’t feed into it, but it’s there just the same. No daughter should have to see that.” I chuckle. Doc has always been a stand-up guy, but the way her face scrunches up in disgust is cute as hell.
“Get that, trouble. Maybe you can transfer to another area. You knew when you started he’s in the ER more often than not. Do you really want to transfer to the next town over and commute forty-five minutes both ways after a twelve-hour shift?”
“Ugh, why do you have to be so reasonable?” Monroe questions, but little does she know it’s for my own selfish reasons too.
“Just trying to let you see it all. Is there an opening in another department?” I don’t stop my ministrations on her skin, and if I dipped my head down just a little, my mouth would be on her sweet, smooth body.
“Maybe. I haven’t looked, but I will,” she compromises.
“Good, because I just put a lock on a builder to start on the house. Going to pick up a camper and stay here more than the club while it happens. Want you here with me, not driving a million miles a year when it could be spent here with me, you get me?” I declare.
“Yeah, I get you, Hunter.” I take her lips, sealing the fuckin’ deal, all while knowin’ I got some shit to take care of and Monroe might hate me when it’s done.
Six
Monroe
How I could ever think about making the transfer to another hospital while I’m with Hunter was dumb, plain dumb. Especially after what he declared. That’s why giving in was so easy. That and the way he’s going to claim me in front of the club, something I know definitely won’t be any type of fun.
“Hunter,” I moan against his lips. We are locked in a clench, knowing we can’t stay here too much longer, or the club will find out in the worst way possible. It’s not like this has been some big elaborate scheme that’s been going on for years. It’s only been a few months, but I haven’t even confided in Sadie, my one true friend after having gotten closer to her since that day a few months ago.