Page 77 of In the Midst of Chaos

My heart squeezed when I realized that I would never again have to stop myself from claiming her mouth or any part of her because I was too much of a pussy to create some chaos in our lives. She was my girl.

“Weird how?” I asked as my tone dropped because I was dying to kiss her again.

“Like we shouldn’t be like this. Like it’s still forbidd—”

It felt good to cut her off with a kiss. She looked at me perplexed and then smiled shyly at me.

There wasn’t much I didn’t know about Fin, but this sweet side was one I wasn’t used to. And, quite frankly, one I fucking missed.

“Too bad. Get used to it,” I told her as I plopped down next to her.

She rested her head on my chest, and I put my arm around her.

“He’s going to hate you,” she said.

“Maybe at first,” I said. “But once he realizes that for me it was always you, and for you it was only me—”

“Hold it there, cowboy, it wasn’t just you,” she teased.

I gently grabbed her chin and tipped it up.

“Baby, you forget I’ve had you soaking wet for me.”

She rolled her eyes at me. “Don’t be nasty.”

I laughed. “I’m not being nasty, I’m just proud.” I gave her a shit-eating grin. Then I rubbed my nose against her cheek, and she smiled at me again, and there was no way I was getting used to that shit anytime soon.

“First thing I’m going to do when Doc gives you the okay is sit you on the top of my bike and eat your pretty little pussy until you cry.”

“Nash,” she hissed, her eyes going glassy.

“Second, you’re going to wear that fucking outfit you wore when you came back, and I’m bending you across the sofa in my father’s office and fucking you raw.”

Her breath hitched.

“Third, you’re going to make yourself come grinding on your bike, and then you’re going to kneel and suck me off.”

When I saw the want all over her face, I had to stop myself from patting my own back triumphantly.

“Now I’ll stop being nasty,” I said as I smiled against her neck.

She took hold of my hand, and I cherished the way she felt against me. How someone so fragile and breakable could be as strong as she was?

“I love you,” she whispered. “But I’m scared, because it’s going against my father’s wishes.”

“I know, baby,” I said as I held her closer. “But at one point we have to stop living for everyone else and start doing it for ourselves.”

* * *

A few hours later,I carried Finley to my father’s office where a nonofficial meeting was taking place. My father was already there as well as Gunner, Nate, and Andre.

I took a seat on the same sofa I was sitting on the day Finley walked back into my life. That day it had taken everything in me not to get up and claim her as mine. I had to keep away because I knew I would tell her everything, and the last few years trying to protect her would have been in vain.

The last to walk in were Riley and Ace. She strutted in not wearing her usual tight dresses, and Ace had a shit-eating grin—something all of us noticed. The only one that mentioned it was Nate’s dumb ass.

“You took some of that pu-tang?” he said loud enough for Riley to hear.

Andre hit him in the face before my father could.

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