It wasn’t just me either. My men had completely adopted Nic as one of our own. Maybe it was because she had been hurt by Irish? Maybe it’s the way she took two bullets to save me? Maybe it was the way she put her life on the line to protect me and to cover for the club? I don’t know. Maybe they are just as dazzled by her as I am. I couldn’t explain it, but it just gave me another reason why she is the one.
I smile as I see her in action now. It’s her first night home and the club is partying. Even the Twinkies are on their best behavior. Nicole cemented her place in this club by taking on Tasha.
Tasha is in the corner talking with a couple of the prospects, avoiding my woman at all costs. She has more brains than I gave her credit for.
Nicole is at the bar talking to the new prospect Six. I don’t know the kid that well yet, but he has promise. We hired him in as a bartender to take that fucker Irish’s place.
Crush passes a drink to my woman. She takes it, walks over to me with a sassy grin and I pull her onto my lap.
“What are you drinking baby?” I ask figuring her, Crusher and Six were up to something since they all have shit eating grins on their faces.
“It’s a new drink Six fixed for me.” She says looking back sideways at me and kissing me lightly on the lips. She turns back around and takes another sip of her drink. My fingers comb through her hair, my other hand on her thigh. This is the best I’ve felt in a month. That’s how long my woman has been in the hospital away from me. Three long fucking torturous weeks and finally she’s home in my arms where she belongs.
Her girl Dani was back in the kitchen. She wasn’t adjusting very well at all to the club. I wasn’t sure what her story was, but since the scene at the house she had been a different woman, showing none of the fire or life that she had earlier. I knew Nicole was worried about her, but Dani so far wouldn’t even talk to her.
“Did you hear me?” She asks.
“Sorry Mama was busy enjoying having you in my arms again.” She leans back against me with a happy sigh. “What’d you say?”
“I wanted to know if you were curious as to what my new drink is called.”
“Okay Mama, I’ll bite.”
“I hope so,” she chimes in. I shake my head and slap her gently on the thigh.
“Behave woman, you know what the doctor said.”
“That doctor is an agent of the devil. No sex for two weeks? I’ll grow cobwebs! Dragon did you get a look at the old geezer? He probably hasn’t ever had good sex in his life! He obviously doesn’t realize that sex releases endorphins that boost your immune system.”
“Is that a fact?”
“Totally! Why sex can speed up the healing process by over one hundred and twenty per cent.”
“I see you’ve been doing your research.”
“I totally have.”
“Too bad.”
“It is?” She asks confused.
I lean in close to whisper in her ear, “Yeah Mama, because I’m not giving you my cock until I’m sure you’re completely healed.”
“You suck.”
“I thought you liked it when I sucked on you,” I said, kissing the back of her neck.
“Hey there’s an idea.”
“What’s that Mama?” I ask holding her and just breathing in her scent.
She turns to the side and looks at me and right away I can see I’m in trouble.
“I could suck you off and let you cum down my throat. That way even if I can’t cum, I can still taste you.”
Fuck. She’s trying to kill me, or make me cum in my jeans—hell maybe both.
“Not going to happen Mama. I’m not getting off until I can make sure you do too.”
“Meanie,” she said sticking her bottom lip out in a pout.
“Now what are you drinking?” I’m trying to will my raging hard on back under control. It’s going to be a long month. I haven’t told Nicole, but even though the Doctor said she could have sexual relations after two weeks, I’m not going to touch her for at least a month. I will not put her life in jeopardy. It already bothers me that because of my failure to protect her she’s walking around with only one kidney. If something were to happen to it…to her…
“Crush said it was a drink made especially for me,” she said proudly finishing it off with a smack of the lips.
“And why is that Mama?” I ask intrigued now.
“It’s called, Dragon’s Balls!” She says with a sparkle in those damn blue eyes. I look up at Crush and Six who are laughing their asses off, obviously knowing she’s told me. I flip them off and then shift her gently so I pick her up and start walking back to our room.
“Did I mention that you have a tendency to pick me up and carry me a lot?”
“I seem to recall that.”
“Just checking,” she says resting her head on my shoulder.
I stand her in front of our bed and go back and lock our door.
“God I’m glad you’re home.”
“What has happened to my gruff Dragon?” She asks watching as I begin undressing her.
I unbutton her shirt first, my eyes holding hers.
“You saved him,” I said pulling the shirt from her arms and tossing it on the floor.
“I think he saved me.”
“He was the idiot who let you get hurt.” I say honestly and wait while she kicks her shoes off and I do the same.