“Why does he need your help?”
“Good question. Says he needs his hands clean to avoid retaliation from Julio’s allies, but I can’t help think there’s more to this I’m not seeing.” My stomach grumbled with hunger and exhaustion washed over me as my mind continued to search for the answer that felt just out of reach.
King remained silent for a few moments and I imagined his mind also looking for an answer. “Bourne’s a sneaky bastard, for sure, but I can’t see how helping him on this could hurt you. From what I’ve learnt of Julio, he’ll work to gather allies in Queensland and eventually that could hurt you, so getting rid of him can only be a good thing. And to have Bourne owe you can never be a bad thing.”
This was the same conclusion I’d come to. “Thanks for looking into it,” I said before we ended the call.
“King had nothing new?” J asked.
“No.”
“Fuck,” J muttered. The three of us were in agreement over our distrust of Bourne and what his true agenda was, and we’d been hoping King would be able to shed some light on it for us.
“Yeah, fuck is about right,” I agreed as we headed inside.
Inside to Harlow.
Club members filled the clubhouse. Four o’clock in the afternoon signalled it was time to wind down for the day - time for a drink with your brothers before heading home to your old lady.
I pushed my way through the crowd, doing my best not to get side-tracked from my end goal, but fifteen minutes later and I was still stuck talking to some of the guys who were anxious to know how our trip had panned out.
Fuck.
My dick was getting as frustrated as the rest of me.
And then a loud whistle sounded and the voice that caused my dick to go from frustrated to hard in less than a second, sounded. “Boys, you’ve had your turn with my man, now it’s my time.”
Wolf whistles and dirty cheers erupted as my eyes finally landed on the woman I’d missed like fuck.
She came to me with a sexy smile and reached straight for my ass with both hands. “Next time you go away, consider taking me with you,” she said before kissing me.
No fucking arguments there.
Fuck, her lips and body were teasing me with promises of the kind of sex that six days away from your woman would lead to.
I ended the kiss and moved my mouth close to her ear. “Baby, I’m not letting you out of my sight ever again. And I hope like fuck that you’re ready for a long night.”
She moaned as I ground myself against her. “It’s a good thing I’m feeling better now.”
Thank God she was feeling better. I’d been concerned about her, but Mum had finally reported yesterday that she was doing much better. And who would have thought me going away would lead Harlow and my mother to bond in the way they had. Just another thing to add to my list of ‘Shit I’ll Never Understand, But Am Thankful For’.
I ran my hand over her ass and up her back. When I found her hair, I took hold and pulled her head back so I could dip my mouth to her neck. Fuck she smells good. I kissed her and as she moaned again, I added my teeth to the kiss, and fuck if she didn’t arch her back and press her front to me harder.
Pulling away, I rasped, “Jesus, woman, I need to get you out of here, otherwise your ass is gonna be planted on that couch and my dick is gonna be buried so far deep in you before you can stop me.”
Her mouth turned up in a grin, but she didn’t say anything.
“What?” I demanded.
“There is no way Scott Cole is going to fuck his woman in front of his club, but I love your enthusiasm. Personally, I think these guys are so involved in their drinking that we could probably have sex on that couch and none of them would even notice.”
I raised my brows. “You wanna see just where Scott Cole would fuck his woman? ‘Cause I’m happy to show you.”
Her grin grew. “I dare you, baby.”
Fuck.
She knows me too fucking well and she’s fucking playing me.
I kept my gaze trained on her while I pulled out my phone and called Griff. When he answered, I said, “You guys right if I head home for the night?”
“Yeah, brother. We’ve got it under control. Church is scheduled for ten in the morning and then we’ve got the re-opening of Trilogy tomorrow night.”
My gaze dropped to Harlow’s lips as she licked them, and my dick begged for that tongue. I raised my finger to her lips and closed her mouth, holding my finger there as I replied, “See you in the morning.”
Shoving my phone in my pocket, I growled, “I want you outside. Now.”
Her grin disappeared and gave way to a sexy curl of her lips. Without another word, she turned and began walking outside. My eyes dropped to her ass. The way it swayed under the tight fit of her short, black dress almost made me come in my pants.