Page 71 of Manny

“Got it in one,” Priest agrees. “Keep it in your pants, Bandit. We know you’re a little wet behind the ears still, but that’s how we do things around here.” I hear the warning.

None of them realize he’s barking up the wrong tree where their sisters are concerned. Hope is cute, but she’s not my type and I’m not interested in Sistine. Riot, however, has the right idea about me crawling into Lace’s bed.

“Got it.” I just say it for their benefit. I’ve already fucked Lace, so it’s not like I can take back going to Hell even if I wanted to.

Cash bangs the gavel down and we’re all dismissed.

I feel a little smug. Now I get to hang out with Lace without anyone being suspicious. Riot might be doing the big brother thing, but that shit don’t scare me. He just doesn’t want his sister getting hurt, I get that. I don’t want to ever be the one to do that. But we’re just having fun. Hopefully,a lotof fun.

Some of the guys stay back to eat the food, and I wander out, eager to get back to the workshop before I have to pick up Eli from school.

Then again, it may be an opportune time to let Manny know that I’ve been given the honor of guarding our girl. He kinda needs to know. Especially if I’m gonna be breaking his stupid house rules, because if he thinks I won’t fuck Lace in his spare bedroom, then he can think again. I barge into the kitchen, my eyes landing on his ass as he bends over, pulling something from the oven.Is this man ever not cooking?

I shouldn’t be looking, but my eyes linger.Fuck.I don’t know if it’s the pants or his tight ass, but my dick doesn’t shrivel up like it’s supposed to. He bounces around in my goddamn underwear like a teenager as I try to rein in the heat radiating off me.Really, fuck face? You gotta do that here?

My eyes lift just as Manny turns. “Oh, heyBeefcake,how’d the meetin’ go? Not that you need to tell me, I’ll find out later in the chat.” He smiles like the cat who got all the goddamn creamand I’m still reeling about me checking out his ass in those pants. I hope he doesn’t notice the sudden bulge at the front of my jeans.

And even though no ol’ ladies were present at the meeting, I have no doubt he’s telling the truth.

“Just came to say that Cash put me in charge of lookin’ out for Lace.”

Manny frowns. “Is she okay? What happened?”

“She’s fine. It’s to do with Shade.”

“Jesus, that bitch back in town?”

I shrug. “We don’t know. She’s not called Shade for no reason. So just got me thinkin’ about these dumb house rules of yours.”

He leans one hand on the counter. “I’m all ears.”

I palm the back of my neck. He has a little cream or something on the side of his cheek.I should tell him.

I divert my eyes back to his. “Well, in order to protect Lace, I need to be around.”

He narrows his eyes. “Sounds like any excuse to get into her pants.”

I smirk. “Like I need an excuse.”

“You’re right. Though, that kiss last night was epic.”

“You mean the one where she was wrapped around me?”

“No, the one where she was wrapped aroundmewhen we drove home.”

That hits me like a sucker punch to the chest. I don’t let any emotion show on my face. It’s easy to do; I’ve been practicing long enough. “Did you have sex last night?” The words are out before I can stop myself. I don’t like the smirk on his pretty face. It makes me want to…fuck.I don’t wanna smash it with my fist, I wanna smash it with my mouth.Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

He taps his nose. “Real men don’t kiss and tell.”

I step closer. To his credit, he doesn’t flinch. I don’t think he’s afraid of me, which is a first.

“Say that again?”

“What’s wrong,Jonah?Jealous?”

“Nothin’ to be jealous of.”

“Even when we were kissing?”

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