Page 37 of Redemption

Axel

After our fun morning ofarguing with the girls, the guys and I spent time coming up with a plan for tonight. It was the longest afternoon of my life. Spending it with my brothers was not how I envisioned today going. I wanted nothing more than to grab Kelsey, bury myself between her thighs all day long and fuck our frustrations of this whole situation away. Much to my disappointment she was with Charlee doing girlie shit all damn day, not that she would let me near her anyway. I think it was also part of a tactic to avoid me and any chance of discussing what happened last night.

Now, we’re at the bottom of the stairs waiting for our women and Asher looks like he’s ready to jump out of his skin. Zane’s leaning against the wall without a care in the world. At least he finally did something with his fucking hair tonight.

“What is taking them so long?” Asher paces back and forth, tugging on the buttons of his dress shirt with the third cigarette he’s had in the last thirty minutes hanging out of his mouth.

All three of us are dressed in dark button down shirts and matching slacks. Not our choice, but we lost that vote when we let the women come along. My body is aching for a basic pair of jeans and a simple t-shirt right now.

“It can’t be that hard to just throw some shit on and call it a day.” Asher rubs a hand along his face.

“Clearly, you still know nothing about women.” I chuckle and blow a cloud of smoke in his face.

He stops in his tracks and clenches his fists with an unspoken message. The meaning clear as day. If we weren’t going out tonight, then I’d be sporting one hell of a black eye and a fat lip. “I know plenty, dickhead. It shouldn’t take this long.”

“Tell ya what—why don’t you go tell them that and let me know how that works out for you?” I point to the stairs, hoping he takes the bait. Nothing would make me happier than to see this.

Zane stays against the wall and doesn’t say a word, but the knowing stare he gives me says enough. I’m right. Asher is wound way to fucking tight tonight.

A short while later we hear the sound of heels hitting the wooden floor on the stairs. Charlee comes around the corner wearing a short black dress that fits her like a second skin.

“What do you think?” She spins around giving him a complete view and the second he takes in the fact that the back barely goes to the top of her ass his whole body tenses up.

“Charlee?” Asher’s voice comes out strained as he shoots her a look that would make most men shit themselves, but not Hellcat.

She meets his gaze head on and doesn’t back down. “Nope. Don’t even say it. I finally got a sitter after months and it’s my night to have fun. You are not going to throw a fit about what I’m wearing and ruin it for me. I like it and think I look damn good, so deal with it.”

Damn, I’ve got to hand it to Hellcat. She just handed my big brother his balls on a silver platter and that was the best thing I’ve ever seen.

“That’s the problem. You look too fucking beautiful and I can’t do what I need to do if I’m worried about protecting you from other assholes all night.” Asher pleads his case one last time, but he should know better. Our women are stubborn as fuck and never take no for an answer.

“Good thing I’m prepared for that.” She lifts the hem of the dress revealing what would look like a garter belt to anyone else except for the pistol strapped to the outside of her thigh. “See.” Her dark red lips spread into a wide ass smile as she catches the looks on our faces. “And Kelsey has one too.”

“Is it weird to be turned on right now?” Images of Wildcat with that strapped to her thigh has my mind reeling with all kinds of fun ideas for later.

“Shut up, Ax.” Asher smacks me upside the head, but doesn’t take his eyes off Charlee. In a matter of seconds a whole range of emotions fall across my big brother’s face from annoyance to reluctance to finally acceptance. He grabs her face and plants one on her in the middle of the living room. “I’m sorry for being an ass.”

“It’s okay. You’re my ass and I’ll keep you.” She toys with the buttons of his shirt and lightly taps his cheeks.

Kelsey’s footsteps draw my eyes into the direction of the stairs and I damn near swallow my tongue. A few stray red curls frame her face, drawing attention to the makeup on her face. Whatever dark shit she put around her eyes makes them pop even more and the light pink on her lips only has me fighting the urge to suck on them.

My gaze travels down the rest of her enjoying the view the whole way down. Her strapless emerald dress fits her like a second skin leaving little to the imagination. Nude heels show off her long lean legs. I will be deep inside her while she’s wearing nothing but those later. The longer I stand here admiring the view the more my jeans tighten. All my blood is flowing south with one goal in mind and if tonight wasn’t so important I’d say to hell with it all to spend my night fucking her until she couldn’t walk.

“You look sexy as fuck, Wildcat.” I whistle. A blush colors her face only making me crave her even more.

“Thanks.” Her teeth dig into the bottom of her pink stained lips as she returns the favor and takes in my appearance. Blue eyes darken the longer her gaze lingers on the seam of my slacks. I keep still making sure she gets an eyeful of just how much I’m appreciating the view. “So do you.”

A small thump echoes behind us and Asher grunts.

“What was that for?” He rubs his shoulder.

“Why can’t you be more like him when I dress nice?” Charlee shakes her head and storms off to her SUV, leaving him standing there with a frown on his face.

A few beats goes by as he stares the space she occupied seconds ago. “What did I do?”

“If I have to tell you that, Ash, then you have an even bigger problem.” Zane plays with the ends of his beard, taking the whole scene in.

“Shit.” The light bulb finally goes off and he hauls ass out the door after his woman.

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