Page 89 of Torn In Two

Maybe as VP they wouldn’t say it to my face either.

But they’d talk about it behind my back. Question everything they knew about me. My authority. My position here. My intentions every time I was alone in a room with them.

I didn’t fucking want them all staring at me.

Just like the three sets of eyes staring at me from the corner of the room.

“Oh Jesus fuck! What are those?” I skittered back on the bed.

Kara peered around me and laughed, dropping to the floor to unlock the crate and let the three kittens out. “They’re Hayden’s kittens.”

I squinted at the furry creatures who wandered past Kara and straight over to my legs, winding their way around them and rubbing themselves against the scratchy denim.

Kara grinned. “They love you.”

“Yeah, well, the feeling isn’t mutual.” I shifted my legs to the side, trying to escape them, but they followed, insistently meowing. I stood, moving to the other side of the room, but the little fuzzballs followed. “Yeah, okay, that’s about enough of that.” I twisted the doorknob with one hand and swept the kittens out into the party with the other, before closing the door so they couldn’t come back in.

Kara frowned at me, her white teeth digging into her pink, plump bottom lip.

“What?” I asked her.

“You just sent Hayden’s kittens out into a clubhouse full of bikers, half of whom look like they swing cats by their tails for fun…” She stared up at me worriedly. “I don’t want—"

I got where she was coming from. But I also knew my guys better than she did. “Just wait.” I held up a finger.

Outside, shouts of excitement and squeals of delight lit up the party.

“I claim the black one!” Ice shouted.

“Ginger one is mine!” That was one of the women.

“Oh my God, it’s so soft! Hello, sweet baby. Come to Daddy.”

Pretty sure that last one was Aloha.

“I presume the kittens have been noticed.” I laughed at Kara visibly relaxing. “You didn’t really think they’d hurt them, did you? You trust those people with your child.”

“I know, but I just thought…because they’re Hayden’s and nobody here likes him…”

I didn’t say anything.

“Except you,” Kara said softly.

I lifted my head to meet her gaze, but the last thing I wanted to do was examine whatever the fuck it was between me and Hayden. “I like you.” I pulled her to her feet so I could tip her chin up and kiss her sweet lips. “I like you a whole fucking lot, Little Mouse. Especially when you take your clothes off and get on your knees for me.”

Heat flared in her eyes.

She took half a step back, then bold as I’d ever seen her, dropped the thin straps of her dress down off her shoulders.

I leaned back against the wall, undoing my fly and releasing my newly interested hard-on.

She tugged the bodice down, revealing a strapless bra struggling to contain her full tits. She reached behind her back and unclipped the clasps, slowly drawing away the cups until her pert pink nipples drew my focus.

She went to get down on her knees, but I caught her hand, keeping her standing. “Take that dress all the way off.”

“My stomach…”

“Is just one of the places I want to come.” I slid my hand across her belly, lowering the dress so it settled around her hips. I’d told her to get on her knees and blow me, but it was me who dropped to the floor and kissed the underside of her breasts, the rolls on her stomach, the curve of her hips. I dragged the damn dress to the floor, taking her underwear with it.

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