Cora glanced over her shoulder and shook her head. “Why would I do that?”
“We just spent the whole of the afternoon fucking.”
“So?”
“I figured I’d buy you dinner.”
She laughed, swirling a plastic spoon in her coffee. Throwing it in the trash, she turned toward him. “I don’t need a babysitter. I never have. I can pay for my own food.”
“A guy offering to buy you food is not babysitting you.”
“We had some fun. It’s okay, James. I’m not expecting anything.” She tapped his chest, expecting it to be over. He surprised her by capturing her hand, stalling her.
“I want another day.”
“What’s going on?” she asked.
“The afternoon with you wasn’t enough. I want to fuck you regularly.”
She glanced over his shoulder to see Pixie watching them.
“I’m not interested in whatever shit you’re trying to pull.”
“I’m not pulling any shit. This is for real. It’s me here, on the line in front of my brothers.”
Cora had enjoyed the afternoon with him. She didn’t have to play the good girl to be with him. He knew exactly what she was offering. The whole experience was rather refreshing.
“Okay. I’m not interested in talking with your club about what we suddenly are. I’m going to eat with Stacey, and we’ll go back to my place.”
“You don’t want to come to the club?”
“There’ll be time for that, big boy. I’ve got to keep my wits about me.” She gave him a wink before making her way back toward their table.
“What’s going on?” Stacey asked.
Her friend had been staring back at her, waiting.
“Not a lot.”
“Please, he’s giving you fuck me eyes.”
Rolling her own eyes, Cora smiled. “We had sex.”
Leo and Paul turned, giving her their attention. She ignored them. It didn’t matter to her that they were listening.
“You fucked James? The prez of the MC?”
“It’s not a big deal—well, his dick was a big deal. I wasn’t disappointed, and it just proved to me that waiting can make things just as amazing.” She took a sip of her coffee, picking up the menu.
Doing something with her hands stopped her from constantly looking toward the man who’d taken her to new heights of pleasure a few hours ago.
“We hit the jackpot,” Stacey said.
Leo and Paul were chuckling to themselves.
“Is anything going on between you three?” Cora asked but low enough so only Stacey heard.