Jesus.
“Fucking hell, Shy.” I swallowed roughly. Rubbed my hand across my mouth. Wrapped my arms around her waist. “Don’t know what to say.”
“I wanted to give you a leg up too.”
“Very funny.” Cranking her up to me, I kissed the hot hell out of her.
Her low moan filled me with roaring need. Her swiveling hips jerked me higher. And her answering tongue uncaged the wanna fuck animal inside me.
Too bad we kept getting jostled by people raiding the table for Retribrewtion beer.
“I think it’s a hit.” Boomer elbowed me.
“Righteous name, dude.” Coletrane cracked open a brew.
“The label is sick.” Tail inspected the black, red, and white logo based on the MC colors with the scales of justice balanced by bottles of beer.
Shy slid her hand up my chest, and my heart pounded, my dick was capable of pounding, too. Pounding her to the mattress. Or a wall. Pounding her sweet cunt.
“Okay. We’re going home now.” I grasped Shy around the waist and started leading her to the doors.
“Wait.” Stalling me, she laughed with seductive amusement that filled all the way up to her eyes and all the way up to my heart banging inside my chest. “We have to stay for at least a little while.”
“How long.” I hit her with a narrowed gaze.
“Two hours.”
“Fucking seriously?” The beast inside my pants whined. Not me.
But anything for Shy.
Hell yeah.
Even if it meant I’d likely be hurting by the time this shindig was done.
Figured Shy had one more surprise in store for me, which I found out when she led a certain tall, slim young woman toward me.
“Maddy?” I asked, nearly losing my grip on my beer when I spotted my sister.
“Max! Holy shit. Look at you!” She squealed when I picked her up off her feet. “Put me down, you’re going to ruin my dress, you big ape.”
Laughter rumbling from me, I set her on her feet.
Then I slanted my eyes at Shy. “You did this?” I pointed at Maddy, whom I’d been alienated from for too many years to count.
Shrugging one shoulder, Shy smiled at me. “Maybe.”
“You’re not just bossy. You’re a busybody too, huh?”
“I don’t think you really mind that much.” She kissed me on the cheek before strolling away.
“Maddy, Jesus.” I swiped both hands down my face. “I thought you kind of—”
“Hated you or something?” She snorted. “You didn’t really give me a chance, Max.”
My head hung low, I whispered, “Think you can forgive me for—”
“Being an epic douche?”
“Uhh. I was gonna say for being out of touch.” I tugged on one end of her silky hair. “You’re still a pain in the ass, by the way.”
“At least some things don’t change.” Dimples pressed into her cheeks when she smiled up at me.
“Fucking troublemaker.”
“Love you too, big brother.” She threw her arm around me. “About forgiving you though. Maybe if you give me a job at this—”
“At my brewery, which isn’t even open yet?”
Her brown eyes, the same light rum color as mine, danced with laughter. “I could help with that. I have mad skills.”
“Christ. You’re even more annoying than I remembered.” I grinned.
“That’s what sisters are for.”
“No wonder I forgot.”
“That was mean.” Maddy pouted for all of a second. “So?”
“What?”
“The job?”
“I hire you and create more bad blood between me and our folks?”
“They miss you.” She squeezed my arm.
My shoulders stiffened. “Well, they shouldn’t have paid me off to keep me out of their lives then.”
“You don’t want to talk about it?”
Understatement of the century.
Maddy patted me on the cheek. “Fine. We won’t. Besides, we’ve got much more important matters to discuss.”
I glanced at her. “We do, do we?”
“Of course.” She swung a punch and hit me on the arm. “You and Shiloh?”
I rolled my eyes, but my cheeks started heating up.
“Oh hell yeah, big brother. I can’t believe it. You’re blushing!” She laughed hysterically.
“Yeah. Yeah. I’m blushing. Whatever.” I leaned against the counter. “I like her.”
“And she always liked you.” Maddy wiggled her eyebrows—for such a pretty girl she sure could be ridiculous.
We’d always had an easy relationship, until I fucked everything up. Maybe we could get that back somehow.
I drew an arm around her shoulders. “I missed you, sis.”
“Missed you too. So don’t be a stranger anymore.”
“Try not to.”
For the next few minutes, I introduced her around. She knew a lot of the downtown Charleston set, but she hadn’t met my crew before.
“Should’ve known you’d be in a motorcycle club.” Her eyes widened when we approached Boomer, Tail, Cole, and the others.
“Why’s that?”
“The speed thing.”
“Dayum. You picked up another cherry, Handsome?” Tail almost growled at me. “I’m tellin’ Shiloh on you.”