Page 44 of Bound By Redemption
“She’s beautiful. You did a great job with her.”
Ensley’s cheeks blushed. “Not gonna lie. It’s hard as hell.”
“Let me shower, and we’ll talk.”
Ensley nodded as I took off into the bathroom that was attached to the room. Ravage sure as hell thought of everything when they designed these rooms. My bet was the ol’ ladies had a lot to do with the design. Lord knows my dad would stay away from it like the plague.
The warm water was nice, but there was no lingering, not with my two girls in the other room. Doing what needed to be done, I got out, toweled off, and wrapped the towel around my waist.
Stepping out of the bathroom, Ensley was sitting on the bed, ankles crossed and back against the wooden headboard. Her head popped up as soon as the door opened, our eyes connecting.
This pulse hit me square in the chest like nothing I’d ever felt before. It was poignant and filled the room, causing the air to throb, almost as if it were a tangible thing one could touch.
Ensley sat up like she felt it too, but she remained on the bed. “Hey.” Her voice was almost timid like she didn’t know what to expect. Hell, I didn’t know what to expect at this point, except that she was absolutely beautiful. Her red hair hung down and gorgeous eyes called to me.
“Hey.” I felt the towel start to tent. On a smirk I moved over to my bag and tossed on a pair of shorts, letting the towel fall to the floor. I joined her on the bed, laying on my side and propping my head on my hand.
“You can’t tell me what happened, can you?” The resign was plain as day, but I couldn’t tell if it was something she could live with or if she was steadfast against it.
“No. You okay with that?”
She inhaled deep then let it out. “I don’t like secrets, Micah. Grew up with them all around me, and it was hard knowing when the other shoe would drop. I don’t want to live my life walking on eggshells.”
I moved wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her down to lay next to me, but not letting her go. Our faces were only inches apart.
“I understand that. Our lives will not have secrets. You will know exactly how I feel every moment of everyday. But the club stuff I can’t tell you. Just know that everything I do is to protect you, Remy, and this club. I always think about the consequences of my actions before engaging.”
She said nothing but swallowed deep. “Our lives?”
“Yeah. Our lives. You, me, and Remy. The only shit I won’t tell you is club business. Everything else is on the table.”
“We don’t even know each other, Micah.”
“Then we take the time to learn. Day by day. Step by step.”
Tears shimmered in her eyes. “Why the tears?”
“Really, I don’t know. It’s a mix of emotions that I can’t quite put my finger on. It’s like all of this is going so fast, and my head is spinning.”
Reaching up, I cupped her face. “Love how you are with Remy. Admire how you saved our daughter and yourself. Respect how you are with the members of this club. The way you are with your sister is something you should be proud of. What’s more to know? Been through hell and back, babe. I’ve seen war, I’ve seen death in ways that only taught me life is precious and every minute counts. You said trust my instincts with Remy as a dad. Well, I try to trust my instincts in life in general. My instincts say this could be the best thing that’s ever happened for both of us.”
Ensley surprised me by moving in fast and pressing her lips to mine. That was all the invitation I needed as I rolled her onto her back, taking over the kiss and deepening it. Fuck, she tasted good. The memories of our first night together came flooding back, pulling me and driving me to grow the connection between us. To make it solid and unbreakable.
It was true. I didn’t want secrets. I didn’t want anything between the two of us. Nothing. She was mine, and I was hers. And it wasn’t because she was the mother of my child. So much more was there with Ensley. Compassion, fierceness, fire, caring, loving, I could go on and on with all the ways she turned me on.
Pulling away, we peered in each other’s eyes, something inside clicking between the both of us. Like the snap of that final puzzle piece you didn’t know was missing but found it all the same.
Needing to taste her again, I lowered my lips to her, taking then giving. Her breathing became heavy, and I broke away, looking over at where Remy slept. “Will she wake up?”
“I don’t know,” she replied breathlessly. “I’ve never done this with her in the room.”
“Is that weird?”
Ensley smiled. “Not if we get under the covers and don’t make too much noise.”
Quickly we were both under the covers, and Ensley was in my arms. “You think you can be quiet?” I asked her teasingly. The last time we were together she was not quiet one bit.
“Don’t know that either. It’s been over two and a half years, so I’ll probably explode with a touch.”
