“Hi, Hunter,” Kelly said as she stood up and walked over to me. I reached out to touch her side and she caught my hand as she turned back toward Grace. “I was just telling Grace here about the awful mess I found myself in last night and how you got me all sorted out.”
I looked down at Kelly and forced my hand onto her side. I didn’t give a fuck what her friend thought. This was my fucking girl and I would touch her if I goddamn felt like it. Hell, I’d take her into the bedroom and pound her so hard we broke the bed if I wanted to.
Grace looked up at me with judgmental eyes.
“Yes. It seems you have quite a knack for getting my Kelly out of trouble. Or at least, she always seems to find trouble when you’re around. Which is it, young man?”
I won’t stand for your shit for long, lady. Watch that mouth.
“Grace, that’s enough,” Kelly said.
Grace shifted in her seat but kept talking. “I’m just saying is all. I call them like I see them.”
I could feel my hands balling into fists and I was starting to breathe heavily. Kelly must have sensed that I was about to fucking go off and she slid herself around my side, tucked her body under my arm, and placed her hand on my chest.
“Grace. Please. There’s no reason to be like this. If it wasn’t for Hunter, those guys at the diner might have gotten what was on their filthy minds. If it wasn’t for Hunter, I could have been stranded on the street in the middle of the night. I think we owe him a little more respect than this.”
I just stared at Grace, doing my best to convey that I was seconds away from snapping her neck and Kelly was the only reason I wasn’t. She wasn’t picking up on it though.
“Well, maybe so, but it seems to me he’s got just what he wanted out of the whole situation,” Grace said, motioning to Kelly hanging off my side. She gave a disapproving look in our direction. “I don’t know what your intentions are here, Hunter, but you’ve got a long way to go before I think you’re good enough for my Kelly.”
Between the kid and Grace, I was about to lose my fucking mind. I kept looking around the room for something to throw, but my gaze found Kelly’s eyes and I could feel myself calming down. This girl was better than any pint of booze I had ever drank down, and twice as intoxicating.
Kelly turned back to the judge and jury in the fucking nightgown.
“Grace, he’s just here for breakfast. Put the claws away, please.”
“Young lady. I don’t know what has gotten into,” Grace protested, but Kelly cut her off.
“Please. It’s just breakfast. Right, Hunter?”
She turned her head up and gave me a look like she wanted to drop to her knees and swallow my cock right on the spot. I thought twice about letting her do it and then lifted my head toward Grace.
“Yes, ma’am,” I said through my rising anger, “just breakfast.”
Grace shuffled in her seat a bit and then finally walked over toward us.
“Fine. Breakfast. You smell like you could use a good meal anyhow. Get into a little drink after saving the world last night, did we?”
She patted my shoulder and made her way to the stove. She was driving me nuts.
“Yes, ma’am, I’m afraid I did. It was a hell of a day and a friend passed through town. We blew off a little steam.”
I fucked the shit out of this sweet young thing next to me as well. I can give you a play by play if you think that little heart of yours can handle the thrill of it all.
“Well, I think that’s a ridiculous way to spend one’s time, but that’s just me. There’s some coffee over there if you haven’t quite woken up yet.”
She started puttering in the fridge and I was thrilled she had shut the fuck up. Kelly smiled at me and ran her hand across my cock as she moved to the coffee pot and poured me a cup.
Goddamn you, woman. I’m going to fuck your brains out as soon as I fucking can.
“Yeah, what’s that smell?” the small voice piped up from behind me again. “Kelly, Grace, what’s that smell? It stinks like Dennis when he comes to church on Sunday morning.”
“Why don’t you ask our guest, Lucas?” Grace said smugly from the fridge.
I looked down at the kid as he passed.
“Adult things, kid. Nothing you have to worry about.”
What a fucking nightmare.
Grace getting in my shit, this fucking kid eyeing me up and down like some overprotective father, how was I going to get through it without smashing something?
What in the sweet fuck had I gotten myself into?
A circle of bastards surrounding me with guns drawn felt more comfortable than this. I walked over to the breakfast table, pulled out a chair, and sat down. I wished I had a bottle of anything with a kick.
Why the fuck was I here and what in the fuck made me think it was worth it?
Then it hit me. Or, more accurately, swayed her sexy hips toward me and sat her round ass down on my cock, wiggling her way into it as her brother and Grace went about their business not knowing any better.
Chapter 38
Kelly