I hope we do because if we don’t, I’m going to lose my shit if I don’t find my mate.
We’re just about to finish our meal when I receive a text. King has come through.
“We have an address.”
SIENA 6
Today, it was easier to get Lee Ann out of bed, and during our walk, she has been participating in the conversation. I know that with depression there will be ups and downs until she’s finally recuperated, but she’s trying, and that is good enough for me.
“Who’s your first patient today?” she asks.
“I have Mr. Thomas first. I hope he’s in a better mood today.” Mr. Thomas is eighty-two. He fell down the stairs at home and broke his hip a couple of weeks ago, but he’s one of those people that doesn’t accept help from anyone. Therefore, his treatment has been slow with a lot of arguing from him. “I forgot to tell you; I have organized for someone to see my patients this weekend.”
My sister looks at me with a smile that still doesn’t reach her eyes, but at least it’s there. “That’s nice.”
“No, what’s nice is that we can go away somewhere for the weekend. Maybe you can find somewhere for us to go?”
She sighs, telling me without words that that’s the last thing she feels like doing. She’s not looking for a getaway.
We turn onto our street and then stop when we see that a couple of motorcycles with the riders still on their bikes in front of our place. It looks like they just arrived because their helmets are still on. One of them has his back towards us and I can see that on his jacket are the words Wolverine MC.
“Who are they?” Lee Ann asks
“Don’t know. Maybe they are waiting for someone that lives in one of the other houses?” One of the men gets off his bike and turns to look directly at us. From where we are, we can’t see their faces with their helmets on. The man starts heading our way while he pulls off his helmet. Strange… why would a biker be… oh my! Oh my! I can feel my stomach knotting when I recognize Blue. He found me.
“Siena.” His deep sexy voice flows over my skin like a cool breeze, which has goosebumps rise in reaction.
“You found me.”
“You are Blue Strada!” Lee Ann says in surprise, her eyes wide, her hand on her chest as if holding her heart in place. “I have been to so many of your shows.”
“You seem familiar,” Blue says with a frown. Their conversation gives me time to compose myself.
“I was at an after party once where you were.”
He nods, but I can see he’s still trying to place her.
“Why are you here?” I ask.
“Why did you leave? Why didn’t you wait?” He has taken another step towards me and is now just a foot away, which has me looking up at his deep blue eyes, and admiring his chiselled jaw covered with his usual stubble. His long, light brown hair hangs loosely to his wide shoulders.
“Why don’t you go inside? I will be right in,” I say, glancing at Lee Ann to see her raise her eyebrows and then sigh.
“Nice meeting you, Blue,” she says as she makes her way home.
“Nice meeting you, too,” he replies as he folds his arms across his chest and continues looking at me. It is clear that he isn’t going to budge until I give him an answer, and after the way I acted last night, it’s only right that I explain myself to him.
“I’m sorry,” I start, feeling like a fool. Everything I was going to do last night was just so wrong. “It wasn’t right of me to leave without saying anything, but I was confused.”That is a good way of saying it.
“I know that you felt the same intense passion that I did. It is understandable to be afraid, I guess.” Suddenly, one of his hands is sliding around the back of my neck and the other is at my waist. He pulls me against him, and before I can complain, his lips are over mine and he’s kissing me like a man taking his last breath.
I have been kissed before, but I have never been kissed like this. The passion between us is like bubbling lava ready to explode. My body feels alive, I seem to feel every stroke of his tongue—every stroke of his thumb on my back. There’s a light pain in my skull as he fists his hand in my loose hair, pulling my head slightly back to deepen the kiss. Everything around me has vanished, my mind is overridden with all the feelings he’s awakening inside of me.
When he finally lifts his head, we’re both breathing heavily. I can feel the evidence of his lust, hard against my stomach. I want to place my hand over it and stroke, hearing him groan in pleasure, but he’s still holding me close against his body.
“Do not run away again. This is meant to be, accept it.” What does he mean bymeant to be? That we will be great in bed? That he’s planning on following through with what comes after a kiss like that?
“How did you find me?” I know that I didn’t say anything that would lead him to me, but in a way, I’m glad that he did, and excited that he actually took the trouble to look for me. After all, I’m sure that he has many women falling all over themselves to be kissed by Blue Strada. The thought of him kissing another woman like he just kissed me has my anger rising.