Page 29 of Pedal to the Metal
He nods. “Yeah, I even talked to Prez last night. I wanted to have his blessing before moving forward.”
I laugh and he looks at me confused. Oh my god, he’s serious. Growing up, the guys at school avoided me because of who my dad and brothers are. I would have to date guys from two towns over and even then, it was hit or miss if they knew my family. I would start lying about my name just so guys wouldn’t run off. They always found out though— until I moved to Arizona. That’s a whole other story though.
“What made you ask my Pops for his blessing?” I ask him.
“Well, he’s your Pops and my Prez, and I respect him a hell of a lot. Also, because I have a lot of respect for you too and I wanted you to believe that I’m serious about this.” He motions between us. “I’m not the relationship kind of guy, but you make me want to be.”
I get up from my seat and move to sit on his lap. I wrap my arms around his neck at the same time he wraps his arms around my waist.
“No one has ever been that serious about me before. Not even the ex I was with for over a year.” Raze growls at the mention of my ex. I place a kiss on his lips. I feel his erection against my ass and hold back a moan.
“You know,” I say, lightly running a finger up and down his neck. He closes his eyes as I do, like he’s trying to hold back. “We don’t have to go too slow.”
I kiss the soft spot on his neck just under his ear and his grip around me tightens for a brief moment.
“But right now, I have to go to the clubhouse and see what we need for the BBQ.” I jump off his lap and he groans.
“Oh, Kitty. I’ll make you pay for that little stunt. Just you wait.” He has a fire in his eyes burning brighter than I’ve ever seen.
“Is that a promise?” I tease some more. He grabs my hand, pulling me back to his lap.
“You have no idea.” His lips crash to mine. My lips tingle at the intensity. His kiss alone lets me know how hungry he is for me. I’ve never been turned on so much from just a kiss. He slows the kiss before stopping and placing a kiss on the tip of my nose.
We clean up breakfast and go over to the clubhouse. As soon as we walk in, Candy— the head cut bunny, comes waltzing up to Raze.
“Raze, baby, did you miss me last night?” she draws out. I make a noise I’ve never heard myself make, but it sounds like a growl. I walk away into the kitchen. I hear Raze mumble something to Candy as the door closes.
“Where the hell have you been?” Rivet asks. Her face is lit up with a smile, knowing I was off with Raze for the rest of the night.
I grin at her. “Wouldn’t you like to know.”
She sticks her tongue out at me, and then looks behind me to the kitchen door opening. I already know it’s Raze following me in here.
“Kitty,” Raze stops when he sees Rivet. “Hey, Rivet.”
She waves to him then goes to check the inventory of the fridge. She busies herself and tries to play it off like she’s ignoring us. I know better. Rivet is always listening.
“Kitty, can we talk?” Raze has a trace of humor in his eyes.
“Nope.” I pop the p with some attitude. I’m not talking to him about Candy, or the fact that I growled at her. I move to the counter to get a pad of paper and pen out of the drawer. “I gotta make a grocery list for the prospects.”
He looks to Rivet, and then looks to me. “I’m going to shower and change. We’ll talk when you’re done.”
He winks at me and walks out of the kitchen. As soon as the door shuts, Rivet is by my side.
“Girl, spill.” I roll my eyes at her.
“We haven’t done anything but talk and kiss,” I tell her. She gives me a knowing look and I cave. I tell her about taking Raze to the pallet swing to talk. About falling asleep cuddled up to him on the swing. Then I finally tell her about our conversation over breakfast and running into Candy.
“I’ve never liked that bitch,” Rivet says. She’s a year older than us and was always such a bitch to us in school. All the guys fell for her sweet and innocent act— which is how she got the name Candy and ended up a cut bunny.
“You and me both,” I respond.
“I’m down to help kick her ass if you want,” Rivet exclaims.
I laugh and shake my head. “Nah, it’s okay. We’ll find a way to convince the brothers to get rid of her soon enough.”
We finish up our grocery list in record time. Now to find a prospect to assign to grocery shopping.
