Page 16 of Ruined (The Knights of Ruin)

Mother fuck. If I wasn’t careful Keep was going to notice something else, because my dick was starting to think interesting things about why Cat might have been blushing. And why she’d suddenly pushed me away as if I’d burned her.

Why she’d been so weird about not wanting to discuss that blow job.

Christ. Getting a hard-on in the absence of any naked chicks, while sitting talking your president, wasn’t exactly a good look.

Shoving thoughts of her and how she’d felt in my arms away, I pushed myself out of my chair. ‘Nope. No problem.’

‘I’m sorry about Cat.’ Keep looked it, too, but he had the club as a whole to consider and I understood that. ‘We good?’

‘All good, Prez.’

And we would be. Because I’d made my decision.

There was only one way to protect her and Annie from her dick ex and that was to make her mine.

Cat wasn’t going to like it, but I’d talk her around. I’d convince her. This was all for Annie’s sake, and nothing was more important than making sure she was safe.

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