Chapter Eleven
“Be careful with that body,” Brick said with a growl under his voice. One prospect put a white sheet over the body. With that task done, he and another prospect carried it to the van. Brick returned to where Rose was, sitting on the sidewalk and hugging Stefan next to her.
“Let’s head home,” Brick told her. “Don’t worry, we’ll make all the proper funeral arrangements for your brother.”
Brick helped Rose to her feet. He kissed the top of Stefan’s head, and the baby cooed at him. He already knew Stefan would grow up to become a strong man someday.
“Thank you,” Rose said in a soft voice.
She wore a distracted look on her face, even when they returned to the clubhouse. Once inside their room, Brick took Stefan, placed him in his cot, then ushered Rose in the bathroom. Splatters of Donny’s blood remained on her dress. Brick convinced her to take it off.
“I need to take a shower. I don’t feel clean,” she said with a shudder.
Brick nodded. Ten minutes later, she emerged from the stall. Brick was ready with a towel. He helped dry her hair and body.
Once Rose was dressed in new clothes, she looked a lot better. Brick guided her back to the bedroom. A quick check showed him Stefan had gone back to sleep, and Brick returned his attention to Rose. He opened his arms, and she stepped into his embrace. Brick held her tight.
“He’s really dead,” she whispered, then started to sob uncontrollably.
Brick said nothing, letting her weep. He couldn’t believe it either. When that enemy biker came around the bend and pointed that gun at Rose and Stefan, he’d never been more afraid his entire life. Donny might’ve been a piece of shit, but he finally did one good thing in his life by sacrificing himself.
“Donny was a terrible brother,” she finally said, lifting her head from his chest. “But he redeemed himself in the end.”
Brick didn’t know what to say about that. One good deed didn’t cancel out a lifetime of sins, but he didn’t point that out loud. He led her to the bed, and she cuddled next to him.
“I hardly knew him,” she said. “Donny did whatever the hell he wanted. I still can’t forgive him for leaving me and Stefan as bait.”
“Deaths in the family can be hard,” he murmured, thinking of his sister. “But I’m right here with you, sweetheart. You’re not alone in this.”
“Thank God for that,” she said. “What would I do without you, Brick?”
They said nothing for a few moments. Brick knew it would be better if he gave her some time after everything that had happened, but he also nearly lost her today. “Rose,” he said, taking a breath. “I know this isn’t the appropriate time, or maybe it is…”
Rose looked at him curiously. “What’s going on, Brick?”
He fished out the ring in his pocket. She gasped as he got off the bed and knelt. “Today, I could’ve lost you and Stefan,” he began. “That made me realize how much I love you. I can’t live without you, Rose. Marry me?”
Rose swung her legs off the bed and stood, eyes wide and mouth slightly parted. He’d get to kissing those tempting, beautiful lips as soon as she told him yes.
“Rose? I don’t hear an answer,” he said. The tension was killing him.
“Of course, it’s a yes. I love you so much too, baby,” Rose said.
Brick rose to his feet and slid the ring into her finger. “It belonged to my mother,” he told her.
Rose held the diamond ring to the light, then sprang at him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he leaned forward to plunder her lips. Sweetness exploded on his tongue. He could never get enough of Rose, and soon enough, she’d be his in every sense of the word. His old lady and his baby mama. He deepened the kiss and edged her toward the bed again.
She parted from him. Flashing him a knowing smile, she climbed into bed and peeled her shirt off, exposing her pert nipples. Brick noticed she hadn’t bothered with panties. Growling in approval, he climbed on top of her. After pinning her arms above her head, Brick started kissing her again.
Keeping one hand over her wrists, Brick unzipped his pants and pulled his dick out. In one smooth motion, he slid inside her pussy, knowing she was already wet for him. Rose gasped against his mouth when he released her. He loved the feel of her nipples rubbing against his shirt. He knew she loved it when they fucked like this, with her naked and him still dressed.
Brick moved in and out of Rose, loving every moan he wrangled from her lips, which were still a little swollen from their earlier kiss. How could he have lived his entire life without his woman? No time like the present to enjoy her and cherish her.
“Brick,” she said, and he loved the sound of his name on her lips. He released her wrists and groaned when she raked her nails down his arm. Fuck, that was hot. Brick’s cock felt like a steel pipe between his legs. His balls tightened as he fucked her good and deep.
Brick made sure his cock brushed against her sensitive clit each time he hammered her, and Rose clutched the sheets above her. He rammed into her one last time. She shattered, crying out as her pussy muscles clenched his shaft, and he growled as the pressure inside him broke. Brick filled her with his seed, then collapsed next to her.
Through a tangle of sweaty hair, she smiled at him. She reached for his fingers, and he clasped them tight.
“Wow,” she said softly.
“Yeah,” was all he said. Brick tucked her body next to him and inhaled her scent. Fuck, he had the rest of his life to enjoy this, to enjoy her.
“Love you, sweetheart,” he murmured in her ear.
“Right at you, Brick,” she answered back.