Page 44 of Going Home

"Sorry, back up. She took a bullet?"

Smiling, he knows he's piqued her interest, and he recounts Lex getting shot in the shoulder her first night back in ten years. Then he tells her about how she took Lane's place when she was kidnapped with Gracie and him and sneaking them out the window to get help.

"You're lying!"

"Ask her to see the scar in her tattoo, if you don't believe me. Went right through the eye of the eagle on her shoulder. It's kind of awesome."

Her eyes stare at him, wide and unblinking. "No way."

"Way. She's a Drifter by blood, and it's obvious. Too much so, sometimes. Which is probably why she was crying in the kitchen and hasn't told Colt whatever it is she was asked to keep secret. She takes that shit seriously. And she loves just as fiercely."

"They threw this huge birthday party for Noah last week. You'd think he was turning sixteen or something."

"Lex goes all out for birthdays. Her brother ruined hers growing up, so I think she makes it a point to ensure her kids have the best experiences with theirs. She'll do the same for you and Lucas."

Leaning back, Hailey rests her elbows on the top step. "I don't want a big party."

"You might not have a choice. Look, they're good people. Bikers get a bad rap because of the shit on TV, but we're not like that. Well, not totally like that."

Hailey doesn't say anything, and he turns to look at her. He expects another question, maybe something about the club he can't answer, but instead, she grabs his face and kisses him. The moment their lips touch, he can't control himself. His arms wrap around her waist and pull her onto his lap. His tongue slides into her mouth as soon as she parts her lips to grant him access. Her fingernails scrape along his scalp as her fingers run through his hair, and she doesn't stop him when he slides his hands up her shirt. He tests his boundaries and slips her tit from the cup of bra.

Her hips grind against his hard cock, and he moves to kiss her neck. "I wasn't sure if you liked me."

"I haven't quite decided if I do," she says and tilts her head to give him more skin to suck and nip. "But that doesn't mean I don't find you hot as hell."

The comment makes him smile, and he twists his fingers on her nipple beneath her shirt. Having the cups pulled under tits like he has them can't be comfortable, but she doesn't seem to mind, which makes him confident she does like him as much as he likes her. "Fuck, you're sexy."

"You feel like you have a lot to offer a girl in the bedroom," she murmurs in his ear before sucking his earlobe into her mouth.

The sensation makes him imagine her mouth on other parts of his body, and he gasps. "I'd give you everything you could ever want," he whispers.

"I'm not having sex with you today," she says, pulling back to look into his eyes. "As much as I may want to, I don't know you that well yet."

"What do you want to know?"

Smirking, she bites her bottom lip while his hands continue playing with her chest. Perfect little palmfuls. "How many women have you slept with?"

"Three."

Her eyebrows lift disbelievingly. "Three?"

"I was in a relationship with all three of them. I told you that I don't just go out to fuck anyone who will let me. If I wanted that, I'd need a standing visit at the free clinic because I'd be with a club bunny every night."

Giggling, she runs her fingers through his hair again. "Take me on a couple of dates, and then we can re-evaluate things."

"When are you free?"

"Tonight," she says, her lips gingerly touching his.

"I'll find a way to get free."

Her mouth moves to his ear, her tongue flicks his earlobe. "Even though I don't plan to fuck you, I'm not exactly opposed to other forms of getting off."

"Fuck me," he groans, his hips lifting to press his need against her to prove how much desire he has for her.

"I turn eighteen in a week."

"Well, that's good to know," Lex says from behind Hailey's back, and they both jump.

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