In the kitchen, I find a bunch of crap out on the counter to make breakfast, but Olivia is nowhere in sight. I leave the room, having no choice but to check the club. I follow the sound of voices into the main kitchen. I come to a stop when I enter and see Olivia, Pink, my mom, and one of the regular girls Carla standing in the shared kitchen area.
They all turn to look my way. Everyone smiles at me but my girl. She hits me with a glare that has me rewinding last night in my head to figure out why I’m in fucking trouble.
Last thing I remember is eating her pussy. And I know by the way she was screaming my name that she has no qualms about that. Oh shit. I might have also told her I planned to marry and knock her up. I remember vaguely saying something along those lines. Would that piss her off? If anything, I would have thought it would make her run, but she’s here right now. She could have grabbed her keys and took off on me. Not that she would have gotten far before I dragged her ass back here.
Even last night when I told myself I wasn’t going to go to her place and drag her out, I still made sure someone was keeping an eye out. Everything that had gone down earlier in the day had left me feeling a bit uneasy. And everyone knows that my gut has never done me wrong. So I made sure I had eyes on Olivia.
“Morning, ladies.” Ignoring Olive’s glare, I snag her around the waist and pull her into my side. She melts into me, her hand coming to my chest. “You want to tell me where your clothes are?”
“Me?” She keeps the glare pointed at me. “I have a shirt on. Where’s yours?” Her fingers tap my bare chest.
“It looks like you’re wearing it.” It's a dress on her but still. Her beautiful, toned legs are on full display. I know she’s not wearing panties because I saw them on the floor. I slip my hand to her ass to check but find that she does have something under the shirt. “Stop that. Your mom is right here,” she hisses.
“Your mom is wondering why Olivia is here in the main kitchen searching for syrup. You invited a girl over, you should be the one making breakfast.” Now my mom is glaring at me too.
“I’ve been fucking the wrong men then,” Carla says, taking a sip of her coffee. Pink bursts into laughter.
“I enjoy cooking,” Olivia says, ducking her head. I have no doubt she is blushing.
“I’m guessing Pres doesn’t know the rules since he never has girls over,” Pink says, and I know I’m going to have to give her a raise.
I’m not stupid. Olivia isn’t from this world, and I’m sure seeing girls here running around half naked sometimes with some of the other men might have her thinking that I do the same. That she’s no different.
After last night and seeing that look on her face when she heard Arch in my office with Vee thinking it might be me, I know we need to have that talk. I want her to be really clear where we stand and the shit I would never pull on her.
“How about I make everyone breakfast then.” Fuck. I want to go back to bed and have her for breakfast. It’s Sunday, and neither of us have to be anywhere.
“Carla and I have plans,” Pink jumps in.
“We do?” Carla asks. Pink elbows her in the side. “Oh yeah. Plans. Very important ones that we can’t miss.”
“I’d love to stay and have some breakfast. Since my son has been hiding you from me.” Mom pins me with a look. She grabs the syrup before we head back toward my room.
I sit in the kitchen watching the two of them together. I knew my mom would get along with her, but seeing them together, I’m starting to think she might like Olivia more than me. Not that I can blame her. Olivia is an easy girl to love.
She might come from a different world than mine, but she has a knack for making people feel at ease. Any worry I have about her dealing with the members of the club washes away. She’s not judgmental or stuck up. She also has a backbone. I'm sure that comes from her growing up with brothers.
The only thing that scares me is she’s a bit naïve and too trusting, but those are also the things that drew me to her. She thinks everyone is sweet. Even with Carla and Pink, she’d invited them to have breakfast with us. While they are two of the good ones here, there are a few snakes around. I never gave a shit about that before, but things have changed.