“Not used to men thinking about fucking you while taking a shower?”
She shook her head.
He threw his towel into the bathroom and then dropped the one around his waist. She quickly averted her gaze as he moved to the other side of the bed and slid beneath the sheets. She didn’t know if he’d put on a pair of shorts or boxers.
“Look at me, Callie.”
She glanced at him and looked away.
“Come on. You know me.”
She finally looked at him. “Do I?”
“Everything about me is the same. The only part of me that has changed is me being part of the Straight to Hell MC. This club is my life. It’s my family. I didn’t want to lie to you in the beginning, but I didn’t want to let you down. You’d made your assumptions. Like everyone does. I had no idea where this was going, and why would I want to mess it up?” He reached out to tuck a stray curl behind her ear. “You’re beautiful, perfect, and most importantly, you’re all mine.”
His possessive nature shouldn’t arouse her, but it sure as hell did.
She tentatively touched his cheek. She stroked her thumb back and forth. He hadn’t shaved, and there was some stubble growth.
“I’m all yours, Callie,” he said.
She wanted that to be true. She’d never wanted anything so much in her life. “People always leave me.”
“Not me. I’m not going anywhere.”
Chapter Seven
Three weeks later
His world felt complete. Callie was safe under his wing, and there was no need to hide their relationship from Lord. Brick couldn’t be happier.
Callie was taking a shower, so he was killing some time outside. Being in the next room, knowing she was naked and sudsy only feet away, tested his control too much. They’d celebrated their three-month anniversary recently. It was the longest he’d gone without passing first base. He usually fucked them and left them on day one, but until Callie, no woman had ever mattered.
He was shining the chrome on this bike when he noticed the set of black boots stop next to him, a bit of dust whirling up.
“Our guy at city hall said the Skull Nation just got utilities hooked up at their new clubhouse,” said Copper.
Brick was VP, so despite his obsession with Callie, he still had a job to do.
“They build it, we tear it down,” Brick said. “Rally the boys. We’ll do a ride by then go hard and heavy tonight. We’ll burn them to the fucking ground. It’ll be déjà vu for those motherfuckers.”
“I’ll let them know.”
He’d likely take Reaper and Tarmac with him for the first run. Brick wanted to scope out the area and get a feel for what they were dealing with. That little pussy, Jeff, had squealed like a pig when he’d paid him a visit, giving away a lot of Skull Nation secrets.
“Hey,” Brick called as Copper walked away.
“Yeah?”
“Any progress on Lord’s rat? You know how much he hates them, and he’s riding my ass.”
“Somewhat. There’s a signal from inside the club—a camera, tracker, phone tap, something.”
“And?”
“Well, it’s not as easy to pinpoint the exact location. I’m working on it.”
Brick massaged his temples. “If the device is in front of you, would you know?”
Copper shrugged. “I could use a scanner, well, build one, but—”
“Do it. As soon as you’re done, you let me know and I’ll get all the boys in church with their phones. We’ll try to root out whoever’s selling secrets.”
“Will do.”
Brick tossed his rag and headed back upstairs. He wanted to spend some time with Callie before he rode off on business again.
He opened the bedroom door just as she walked toward the bed, a towel wrapped around her hair and another around that curvy body. The room smelled like lavender and vanilla. He’d bought her everything she’d requested weeks ago. It was important for her to feel at home and have everything her heart desired.
“You startled me,” she said. Her smile always brightened a room. Callie was his shining star in the club, and her sweet innocence had a healing effect on him.
“I have to head out in about an hour, but I won’t be long.”
“Something wrong?”
He shook his head. Brick never wanted her to worry about anything. That was his job.
“Will we still be able to go to the river?”
Brick had promised to take Callie on a hike to the river a few miles from the clubhouse. He’d often head down there when he needed to clear his head. She wanted to get closer to him, and as hard as it may be, he had to open up to her more.
“If not today then tomorrow, for sure.”
She sat on the edge of the bed and towel dried her long hair. Even fresh out of the shower, she was perfect. Brick watched her, completely mesmerized by her beauty. He couldn’t stand women with a face full of makeup. Callie was all natural, in every way. A few times her towel would slip, and she’d tuck up back up under her arms.