Page 56 of Bombshell

“Sit up,” he instructed me. “Let me pull the covers back.”

I did so, helping him get them out from under my butt, then slid beneath them as he climbed in beside me. I was unsure what it was he needed me to say. I wasn’t sorry we’d had sex, and honestly, the sight of him shooting his cum onto me wasn’t one I wanted to ever forget.

Micah slid his knuckle under my chin and tilted my head back to look at him. “You’re not on any birth control, are you?”

I hesitated, then shook my head.

“I was just tested two weeks ago. I’ve been with someone else since then, other than you. I used a condom though. I always use a condom. You’re safe. I promise, but I’ll get checked just to give you some reassurance.”

Again, I should be concerned about the STD thing, but I wasn’t. Not when he had just admitted to sleeping with some other woman. I was more focused on the when. Had it been before us or in between our two times? I felt a sick knot in my stomach and wished I didn’t care.

“Say something, Tink,” he urged.

I blinked up at him. What did I say? I’d just had the best sexual experience of my life—not that I had many to compare it to, but I seriously doubted it got better than that—and he wanted to discuss his sex life with other girls and getting tested for sexually transmitted diseases.

He brushed his thumb over my bottom lip. “I can see your brain spinning. Your eyes give you away. Just talk to me.”

Okay. Fine. Just be blunt. He sure is.

“Have you had sex with another woman since we slept together?” I asked.

The right corner of his mouth twitched slightly. If I hadn’t been studying him so closely, I would have missed it.

“That’s what has that unhappy frown puckering your brows?” he asked with an amused tone.

I started to turn away from him, angry that he was going to tease me about this. He’d asked, and I had been honest. Now, he was going to make light of it.

His arm clamped down over my waist, holding me in my place. “Oh, no, you don’t. Stop getting all worked up into a snit.”

I glared at him. “You asked me, and then you made me feel like an idiot when I told you the truth.”

He leaned down and rested his forehead against mine. “That wasn’t what I meant to do. I’m sorry. I just hadn’t expected that to be what you were worried about. The answer is no. I’ve not touched a woman or looked in her fucking direction since you were in my bed. I swear.”

“Oh,” I whispered.

He kissed the corner of my mouth. “We need to get you on birth control,” he said softly, then pressed a kiss to my chin. “Because now that I’ve had you raw, I’m gonna need it every time.”

I shivered as his hand slid over my stomach where his cum had been.

“Every time?” I asked.

“Mmhmm,” was his reply as he began to trace circles over my skin. “As much as I liked seeing my cum on you, I want it in you more. The thought of knowing you’re walking around with damp panties from my cum makes me feel some strong shit I’m not ready to put a name to just yet.”

Oh good Lord. How was I going to survive this man?

27

Micah

The Hendricks was known for two things: the place to get any fix you needed and prostitution. It paraded as a strip club, but had been raided and shut down several times over the years. New “ownership” would take over, and it always seemed to go undetected for a while until the DA got wind of it, and then it happened all over again.

“You sure this is where Canyon is hiding out?” I asked Levi Shephard as we stepped down into the underground entrance to the club behind Gage Presley and another one of the family members, Huck Kingston.

Liam had called and said Blaise was ready for this to be finished and was sending his top three men. Once we were inside, The Judgment members that we’d brought along would surround the parking lot. However, I was the only one going inside with the Mafia. That had been Liam’s call.

“I put a tracker on him three days ago. I’m positive,” he replied.

Of course he had. These men were on another playing level when it came to shit like this. Where we would barge in with our guns and demand shit, they would have things already set in place to ensure it went their way. It was smart, but rarely did we deal with this kind of thing. They were experts at getting what was owed to them.

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