Page 25 of Craving Her

“Don’t try denying it. You even threw it up to the bouncer of the club when you carried me outside.”

“Let’s just get on the bike,” I grumble, because there’s not much I can say to that. She’s mostly right. In my defense, finding out I almost fucked a seventeen-year-old against the side of a building. It fucked with my head and in someways, it still does.

“Well, at least I won’t show everyone my ass now.”

“That’s my ass from this night on, Skylar. I’m the only man that will get to see it.”

“Says the man that was going to make me ride the bike with it hanging out for God and country.”

“I told you, it was dark no one would see you, quit pushing me. You needed to be punished for flirting with someone else. Now, I’ll figure out another way for you to make it up to me.”

“Do you even hear what you’re saying?”

“Oh yeah, I know,” I nearly groan.

“Freak.”

I take my cut from the seat of my bike and look at her. “Hold out your arms,” I order gruffly. She looks at me like she’s in shock but does it. I slide it on her.

“Torin, what are you doing?”

I slide my thumb back and forth across her cheek, staring at her and just drinking her in. I’ve missed her. God, I’ve missed her more than I ever allowed myself to admit. “I’m taking my woman to the clubhouse tonight. Freeze has made sure I have a room. I’m not bringing you in that club without a clear sign that you’re mine.”

“Torin, I told you I didn’t want to see?—”

I push the pad of my thumb against her lips to stop her words. “Hush, Peaches. I’ve made it clear to Freeze and he’ll make sure they all know I’m off the market. I want it just as clear that you are.”

“Why the complete one-eighty? What is actually going on here.”

“I told you already. You’re mine. I’m not letting you go. You’ve pushed me too far, and I’m tired of fighting this pull I have toward you. I just hope you’re prepared for what you’ve unleashed, baby girl.” I watch as she bites down on her lip, lean down and kiss her briefly to make her stop. Then, I hop on my bike and look over my shoulder at her. “Get on, we’ve got shit to discuss.”

“I can’t imagine what it would be,” she mutters. My woman likes to have the last word. At least she argues while getting on behind me.

Skylar might want to pretend we have nothing to talk about, but she couldn’t be more wrong. I have a whole list of shit we need to get clear. The first, however, will be discussing all the ways she’s going to take my cock. That thought makes me smile as I head out of the parking lot.

Chapter 13

Skylar

As we walk into the club, I can think of a million other places I’d rather be, like going to the dentist to get a root canal, a gynecologist to get a pap smear, or even a firing squad. I’d try to talk Torin out of it, but I’m pretty sure that would be akin to beating a dead horse. The stupid man seems to have his mind made up. I could fight it. Yet, the thing is, his hot and cold attitude is driving me crazy. There’s been a shift in how he’s treating me, and I want to see exactly what he has in mind. I wasn’t kidding; he was always supposed to be my first. Despite him being a jerk the last three years, Torin has made me feel more alive than any other man. I want him to make love to me. I always have. That doesn’t mean I’m going to fall in line. If he really is going to give into this attraction between us, I will indeed make him crawl and beg before I will accept being with him fully. He’s hurt me a lot over the last three years. Even if I still love him, I’m not going to be stupid and forget the past. That’s not the kind of person I am. I’m too proud for that. Besides, my dad would kick my ass if I let Torin get away with that.

“Joker!” the men call out, and I exhale, letting him hear my irritation.

“Joker, let me down.”

He turns his attention from Wheeler back to me. “I want you in my arms, Peaches.”

I roll my eyes and slap my hand against his chest. “You’re embarrassing me around my family. The last thing I want my family to think is that I amweak, you big doofus,” I grumble.

Torin huffs and gives me a look that tells me he’s not happy. However, he does put me down. He keeps one hand tight around my back, his fingers biting into my side. It’s not painful, but the intent is clear. The man wants me to stay right by his side.

“Kyla!”

I look up to see Trudy walking over to us. I pull away from Torin so I can hug her. “Hey, woman,” I laugh as she hugs me close. Trudy is like an older sister, only I’m probably closer to her than Thea. It’s not because I don’t love Thea—we’re just different people. Thea keeps herself closed off. The only people she’s ever let in are our parents, Mattie, Thomas, and Dom. She’s always been more comfortable around men. I’m the complete opposite. That may explain my current issues with Torin. Men make me uncomfortable. I’ve never really been interested in dating that much. The one time I tried, it was with Chad. I didn’t go out with him because I was in love—or even deep like. He was the school jock. All the girls wanted him, but he seemed to only want me. The attention was nice, so I agreed to some dates. Everyone said we were meant to be together. It just seemed like less hassle to continue dating him instead of breaking up and being pressured into going out with other guys that I had zero interest in.

Torin is the only man I’ve ever been physically attracted to. It never occurred to me to date any other man after I met him. I’m starting to see what a big mistake that was. Which, I suppose, is the main reason I’m thinking of going out with Carlos. He’s a great guy, always makes me laugh, our families are close, andhe’s been hung up on me for a while. Torin’s reaction to Carlos talking to me was shocking, though. I wish I could figure out what was going on in his brain. I shake that thought away and try to concentrate on Trudy.

“Girl, what gives?” she chastises.

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