Page 42 of Property of Grifter
He shakes his head.“Hell no.It’s the only home I’ve ever known.But you’re Grifter’s old lady, and if I make you uncomfortable, I’d rather move on.You deserve to be happy.”
“Where would you go?”I ask, confused.It’s not like Dreary is that big, we’d still run into one another.
“I don’t know.Maybe Kentucky.They have some good MC’s there.That’s why Grifter is there right now doing business with the Devil’s Blaze while getting a car worked on for us to sell.I’ve heard they’re looking for new members.Someone mentioned the Savage Brothers has a Tennessee chapter near Cherokee Lake.I’d find somewhere.I just really wanted you to know how sorry I was and that I truly want you to be happy.You deserve that more than anyone I know.”
I study him and shake my head slowly.“Alex, I don’t want you to leave The Kings.The club is Griffin’s family.If you’re part of that, it would upset him for you to leave.Besides from the things he’s said, I know you guys need all the manpower you can get right now while you rebuild.”
He lets out a small laugh.“I think as long as you’re beside him, Brushes, Grifter can handle anything.”
I blush.“I’m not sure that’s true.”
“Not sure what’s true?”That voice — low, rough, and warm.My heart flips.I turn and look over at the door to see my man standing there.
“Griffin!”I exclaim, jumping up without a thought and running into his arms.I don’t care.He’s back, all muscle and masculinity andmine.It doesn’t even bother me that he has road dust stilling clinging to his clothes.I just need to touch him.The minute he wraps his arms around me, everything is better.I smile, my brain completely ignoring Candyman who is beside him, smirking.“You’re back from Kentucky!”
Griffin’s mouth curves into a grin as his arms wrap tightly around me.I relish the feel of them, strong and sure, and screaming of safety.I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to how perfect it is.I give up wondering about it when his lips find mine and he kisses me—deep and intense—like he’s been starving for me as much as I have him.The whole diner disappears for me.
When he finally pulls back, his thumb brushes my cheek.“I missed you, Georgie,” he purrs softly.
“I missed you, too,” I confess, glowing under his stare.“I’m so glad you’re back.”
“Nothing would keep me away,” he murmurs, “not even C trying to start a club war.”
C raises a hand from behind him.“Haven’t started one yet.But give me time.”
“But I thought you were just taking a car up there for Beau’s Customs to paint?How would you start a club war doing that, C?”
I arch an eyebrow, when no one answers, but Griffin shakes his head.“Later,” he says.Then, his gaze sharpens on Alex.“Now what’s going on with you two?”
“Nothing is going on with us,” I say, swatting his chest because his phrasing annoys the crap out of me.“Alex just wanted to apologize for something that happened a long time ago.We’re good now, aren’t we, Alex?”
He nods quickly.“Yeah.I just wanted to tell her how sorry I was.Brushes deserves to be happy and clearly you do that for her, Prez.That’s why I offered to leave if I made her uncomfortable.”
“Leave the club?”C says with a whistle.
Alex nods.“Yeah, but Brushes told me if I was part of the Kings, I was family, and you wouldn’t want me to leave.I told her you wouldn’t care much, as long as she was beside you.”
Griffin’s expression softens.“You’re both right.Glad to see my faith in you wasn’t misplaced, Alex.”
Alex smiles faintly.“I’m glad you were smarter than I was, Prez.Brushes is a good woman,” he says briefly smiling at me.“I guess, I’d better get moving.Ollie and the others are cleaning out the garage for the renovations coming up.I just came to grab food when I saw Georgia.”
Griffin nods.“We’ll head back soon.I just want some time with my woman first.”
“I’ll ride out with Alex,” C says, tipping his chin at me.“Later, Brushes.”
“Later, C,” I reply, grinning.
Griffin watches them go, then turns to me.“You eating?I’m starved.”
“I’m in the back with Tony and Lara.I’ve eaten, but my pie’s waiting.You can eat while I enjoy the dessert my hips don’t need.”
He slides an arm around me, his hand finding my hip, squeezing lightly.“I happen to love your hips, baby.”His hand moves around to my ass and squeezes the right cheek, bringing me close to his body from his hold alone.“And your ass.”
“Griff,” I hiss, using the name I call him mostly in private.I find myself blushing as Naomi shoots me a knowing look from the counter.
He chuckles, brushing his nose along my temple.“Also love your tits.Later, if you’re a good girl, I’ll show you why,” he whispers against my ear where only I can hear him.I do a whole-body shiver, my knees going weak.I lean on him as he guides me back to the booth.Tony grins, Lara blushes, and the whole world feels lighter just because Griffin’s home.
Actually, for the first time in days, everything feels right.Griffin’s back and my pie’s still warm.
