Page 58 of Paradox
Toni wraps her arms around me, kissing my cheek. “Happy birthday, my love. Hope it’s everything you wished for.”
Glancing over at Gage, I smile to myself. I have everything I need. “Thanks, hon.”
The next couple of hours pass by in a blur of birthday wishes, cake, food, and dancing. This is the best birthday ever! In the middle of a conversation with Aunt Nita and Ellen, Chopper pulls me away, leading me to the dancefloor.
“Having a good time?” he asks.
“The best! I can’t believe everyone did this for me.”
“Why not? You’re one of us now.”
“Not really. It’s not like I’m Gage’s old lady or anything.”
He throws his head back, laughing. “Don’t worry about that, lil darlin’. You’re family.”
“Thanks, Chopper.”
I rest my cheek on his chest, and we rock to the music until a voice interrupts us.
“Can I cut in, Pop?”
I turn to Gage in shock. Did I just hear right? Is Mr. I-Don’t-Dance actually going to dance with me? Chopper steps back and Gage takes my hand, pulling me close.
“I thought you didn’t dance?”
“It’s a special night. I decided to make an exception.”
Deciding not to question it further, I lean into him, breathing in his scent. He lazily trails his fingertips up and down my back, making me squirm.
“Need something?” he asks, humor in his voice.
“Yes. You.”
“Well—”
His phone goes off in his pocket, and as soon as he silences it, he starts dragging me toward the exit.
“What was that?”
“My alarm.”
“Alarm for what?” I ask.
“It’s time to go, Raven.”
***Gage***
As we’re heading for the exit, smart-ass Alla begins to play “Let’s Get It On.” Everyone cheers, some of the men whistling. Any other night, I might be annoyed but not tonight. Nothing’s spoiling this for me. I’ve waited too long. Raven giggles behind me, jogging to keep up. Within seconds, we’re on the way back to my place.
“Gage,” she whispers breathlessly. “Hurry.”
Fuck. As my dick hardens, I press on the accelerator. She doesn’t even wait for me to open her door when I pull into the driveway. Meeting her in front of the car, I tug her to me, needing to taste those sweet lips. She moans, opening up for my tongue. I sweep her up into my arms, taking her inside. When I start climbing the stairs, she kicks off her shoes, and pulls at my tie.
Laying her on my bed, I stare down at her, wanting to savor every moment. She watches as I shrug out of my jacket, dropping it to the floor. Her breathing accelerates with each piece of clothing I remove. When I’m down to my boxers and undershirt, I climb on top of her.
“Are you sure you want to do this?”
She nods. “Positive. I want you, Gage.”
