Page 49 of Savage Brothers MC: Tennessee Chapter

“I don’t know how you date, but most people these days have to be together to date.”

“To date, sure, but they don’tlivetogether.”

“I don’t see anything wrong with that,” Wolf argues and the disappointed look on his face makes me smile.

“That’s because you’re a pig.”

“Hey, Tor!That’s not nice.Ilikeyou.”

I roll my eyes at him.“We should head out.I want to get started moving.”

“I thought we were going to try this relationship thing.How do you plan on doing that if you’re going to be moving the whole time?”

“Oh, but you see, this is how you show me what a wonderful boyfriend you are, Wolf.”

“I’m not sure I’m following,” he grumbles.

“You get to help me move and carry all the heavy stuff while flexing your muscles.”

“You’re a little crazy, Tor,” he laughs.“So, I help you move.What’s in it for me?”

“What do you want?And while we’re on the subject, why do I feel like I’m always making deals with you?”

“No idea,” he says with a smirk.“How about I get to sleep over?”He wiggles his eyebrows and that, combined with the smile on his lips, makes him look years younger.

“Oh no, not happening.”

“Tor, there has to be some PDA in a relationship.”

“PDA?How does sleeping over qualify as public displays of affection?”

“I was thinking of another P word…private.”

“I’m thinking of another P word too,” I tell him, sticking my tongue out.

“Dirty girl.I could show you that too if you want,” he says calmly.

“What?Oh!Oh my God!You are a pervert—which is a P word too, but I was thinking prick earlier.”

“I prefer it be called dick or cock, but penis is doable…”

“Can we stop talking about yourthing?We’re only starting to date so the most we’re going to share is PG-13 at best, mister.”

“What does one get in a PG-13 relationship?”

“Hand holding, snuggles on the couch or a bed occasionally.”

“Gee, all of that?”he says dryly.

“Andmaybeif you’re nice some kissing and a little bit of touching.”

“Tell me more about this touching,” he urges, but I stop talking—because out of the corner of my eyes, I see the one face I wasn’t expecting and he’s looking right at me.“Tor?”Wolf asks, and I hear him, but I can’t tear my gaze away from across the room.

Devil is over there with his buddy and he’s looking right at me.His gaze is so intense that it feels like it’s branding me.

“Is that the asshole who was bothering you last night?”Wolf asks, his voice hard.

“He wasn’t bothering me.”

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