Page 76 of Thornhill Road

Instead, my breath caught as a zing sparked in my belly.

He wasn’t finished.

“Only you, baby,” he muttered softly. “First and last, I get my way.”

All the air in my lungs left me in a whoosh.

I no longer wanted to be in a room full of people anymore.

“Mustang?”

“Right here, Tess.”

“I’m going to need you to take me down the hall. Like, right now.”

He chuckled as he started for the hallway, and a thrill raced up my spine.

He made quick workof two orgasms, and I prayed no one heard me enjoy either of them.

Then again, if they did, they’d know only that my man knew how to get the job done.

Mustang was pulling his jeans up over his hips when he looked back at me and asked, “This the thanks I get when I paint, what do I get if I build you somethin’?”

I only grinned coyly in response before I got up in search of my scrubs.

“I’m gonna hit the can then pull your car in the garage.”

“Oh, uh—I left my bags on the floor in the front passenger seat. Will you grab them for me?”

He jerked his chin in acknowledgment then instructed, “Meet me out front. When I’m back, we’ll roll.”

I nodded and he tagged his shirt off the floor, grabbing his kutte from its hook on his way to the door.

After I’d dressed and straightened myself out as best I could, I left to return to the main room. Maverick was now seated at the bar with a bottle of beer in his hand, Bull keeping him company while Twister sat with his own beer on the nearest couch. I hadn’t noticed the other two when I’d arrived earlier—but I’d been distracted.

Playing it cool, I went to say hello.

Before I could say a word, Maverick teased, “He didn’t do it alone.”

Twister chuckled and added, “Yeah, what do we get as a sign of your appreciation?”

I felt myself grow flush, heat crawling up my neck as I smiled sheepishly. “Well, I, uh—”

“Don’t pay them any mind,” interrupted Bull, totally resucing me. “You’ve done your part.”

Frowning in mild confusion, I stammered, “I—I have?”

Bull nodded slowly, piercing me with his blue eyes as he explained, “Known him a long time. Never seen him so content. Only girl who’s ever made him happy is his own. Until you. That’s not nothin’, darlin. He’s our brother, means a whole fuck of a lot. Woman like you comes along, makes one of us content, gives us something else to fight for—another reason to keep our shit clean—makes you one of us.

“As I said, you’ve done your part. You keep doin’ it. No need to thank us. You’re family now. Don’t you forget it.”

In a profound way, it felt like he’d just hugged me.

It felt nice. Better than nice.

I wanted to reciprocate the feeling, but I wasn’t sure what to say.

I didn’t get a chance to find my words before Mustang came back for me.

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