Letting Her Lead (Ghost Riders MC 3)

I laugh a little, relieved that it wasn’t anything serious. I pull her to me. “No, baby. I’m sure there will be other opportunities to watch if your dirty little heart desires. I’m ready to get you upstairs and make our own main event. You look sexy as fuck tonight, and now that I’ve made it clear you’re mine, we’re not doing this bouncing around shit anymore.”

“What do you mean?”

Taking her up the stairs to my room, I don’t answer her until we get inside and I lock the door behind us.

“Strip off slow, baby. I want my own little show.”

She gives me a wicked smile as she grabs my hand and leads me over to sit on the edge of the bed. When she takes a step back from me and slips off her shoes, I explain.

“I want us together all the time. I’ve got this place here, and I’ve got my house in town. I think you should sell your house and live with me.”

She pauses, her hands at the bottom of her shirt, taking a second to register what I just said.

“Elizabeth, I want us to have it all. And that starts with you being at my side at all times.”

15

Izzy

Lucias drops me on the bed, coming down over me. “I remember a while back, before you came into my life, Savage had his last fight. It was over his wife, Julie.”

“He had to fight over his own wife?” I ask, looking up at him as he looms over me.

“Yeah, long story short he did it just to have it over with. Knocked the guy out cold in one hit.” He smiles like he’s enjoying the memory. “Anyways, the fights can get a little wild. Kind of like the club downstairs. Open sex, drinking, and so on.”

“Please don’t tell me you’re going to talk to me about you having sex with—”

His mouth lands on my mine, silencing me. He pulls back, and his eyes narrow on me. “That was not what I was going to fucking say. I don’t like you thinking that shit.”

I just nod, biting my lip to keep from smiling because he looks fit to be tied.

“Told you I haven’t been with anyone since I met you and I hadn’t been for a while.” He raises his eyebrows, daring me to disbelieve him. When he sees I’m not going to, he continues with his story.

“After the fight, Savage was so worked up he took Julie right there. Probably pumped up from the adrenaline. Anyway, that shit’s so common around the fights that it doesn’t really do anything for me anymore, but I found myself watching them and getting turned on. Like I’d never seen two people fuck before. Then it hit me. It wasn’t the sex that was getting me all worked up. It was how hot they were for each other and how much they needed each other. I was jealous and I wanted it. Wanted it real fucking bad. Then you stumbled into my life.”

“I think you stumbled into mine,” I tease, now smiling up at him.

“You know I had to buy a new dog just to make up excuses to come in and see you?” he growls in return.

“Don’t growl about that.” I reach up and touch his face, running my fingers through his day-old shave. “I used to get so annoyed you kept trying to ask me out, but I was just lying to myself. I checked every day to see if you were on the appointment schedule, and days you weren’t I’d get sad thinking maybe you gave up.”

“I’d never give up on you.” He leans into my touch like he’s savoring it.

“I have to tell you something. It’s kind of why I rushed over here to begin with. You know, before Bulldog got in the way.” Lucias sits up, pulling me with him so I’m now straddling his lap. I make a move to try and get up, but he just grips me tighter. I want to stand and pace, not look him in the face when I tell him my silly mistake. Someone who works in the medical field should not be this stupid. But I was.

“You’re scaring me.” He grips me even tighter, like I’m going to bolt from the room or something. I didn’t think Lucias could be scared.

“I’m on the pill,” I blurt out, making him frown at me. I don’t want him to think I was trying to get pregnant on purpose.

“I’ve never seen you take that shit.” He sounds angry. Maybe he’s mad that I hadn’t been taking it when I should have been. His anger makes this so much harder.

I don’t know how to respond to that, so I don’t because, well, I did forget. But it was partly his fault with the whole kidnapping thing. Still, I should have known better. I should have remembered that I hadn’t been taking my pill, but in my defense, I only ever used it to keep myself regular. I wasn’t super strict about it because there wasn’t a reason to worry. Until now.