Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82798 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82798 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
“Now that the funeral is done, how much longer are you gonna wait to fuck her?” Kye asked.
I glared at him. “I’m not.”
“Can I ask why? Because, damn.”
“Off-limits. She’s living in this house for I don’t know how much longer. No making things uncomfortable with fucking. She’s too innocent.”
Kye groaned and went over to plop down onto the sofa. “That’s even sexier.”
“He’s going to lose his shit on you, and I want to be here when it happens,” Trev Hughes drawled as he walked into the living room, grinning.
Kye rolled his eyes. “Whatever.”
“You weren’t there at the last hit that Levi went on. They aren’t lying about his fucking temper. It’s like a switch. One minute, there is easygoing Levi, and the next, he’s this crazed monster. I like it.” Trev was nodding with approval.
“I’ve seen him underground. I just know it takes a lot to trigger him. He’s not Gage.”
“Hey, babe, you ready to go home?” Gypsi asked, walking up to Trev and wrapping her arm around his.
He looked down at her and winked. “Yeah, if you promise I get you all to myself for the rest of the day.”
She whispered something in his ear, and I looked away from them. They were fucking nymphos. I’d walked in on them fucking at the damn stables twice already. The bite marks on his chest were no joke. Bitch had a biting fetish.
They said their goodbyes and left—thank fuck. I saw enough making out shit with the other two couples around here. Made me need to go find a cunt to fuck most of the time.
“She’s a freak. I’d love to watch them go at it,” Kye said, grinning.
“Trev would slice your ass up. We’re gonna need to change his name to Blade if he keeps that shit up. Gage giving him the goddamn knife that one time might have been a bad idea.”
Kye chuckled. “He sure gets off on it.”
Of course he did. He was a Hughes. They all had it in their DNA.
Fourteen
Levi
The mornings all started to begin the same way. Aspen’s back pressed up against my chest. My arms wrapped up around her.
By the fourth morning, I just accepted it. Acted like it was normal. I didn’t jump out of bed and run for the bathroom. I stayed there until she started to stir, and then I released her and rolled away before stretching.
She sat up, her gaze locked on me, looking nervous. I grinned at her to ease her concerns.
“Seems like we are gonna continue waking up like this. Might as well enjoy it. You smell too fucking good not to,” I told her before leaving the bed.
After that, we just went with it.
We were on the ninth day of her sleeping in my bed, and I wasn’t sure if she was going to stop. I didn’t want to upset her and bring it up. She wasn’t doing it to try and have sex with me. The girl was really afraid to be alone. And I couldn’t stand the idea of her being scared. That was where we stood with the situation. Except I was now having to jack off in the shower every morning, thinking about her. I had a couple of detailed fantasies that I knew were never going to happen. Especially the one where she let me spank her round ass while she called me daddy. Yep, completely fucked up.
I’d been at the shop all day, handling family stuff in Huck’s office, but we’d all ended up at the house afterward because Trinity had made a full-on Mexican feast with a taco bar, enchiladas, and burritos. Gage and Shiloh had even come over. While drinking tequila shots and margaritas, Trinity had convinced everyone to watch a movie.
We were currently watching one of the many movies on the Best Movies Ever list the girls had made Aspen. I’d never thought I’d be subjected to watching The Titanic, yet here I was. Because we’d gotten just tipsy enough to agree to this shit.
Aspen was curled up under a blanket beside me. She wasn’t leaning on me or touching me really. It was definitely the first time I’d sat on this sectional with a female so platonically. Shiloh was in Gage’s lap on the other end, and Huck had Trinity in his lap in the chair.
The idea of pulling Aspen into my lap and doing what I was sure Huck was currently doing to Trinity under the covers appealed to me more than I wanted to admit. If I were the one person she trusted to take care of her, I might cave in and touch her. That body was tempting the hell out of me. Daily, I had to remind myself that she was naive, and if I let myself do anything, she would think we were something we weren’t.