I gave her a slow wink, tossing her black lacy bra aside. “So perfect.” I palmed her breasts, boring my gaze into hers, claiming her soul. “I need to tell you something. I don’t want you to freak out.” I didn’t want to ruin our time together, nor did I want to make love to her knowing I was leaving and she didn’t know.
“What?”
“Promise you won’t freak out.”
“No.” She raised onto her elbows, narrowing her eyes.
Grabbing her head between my hands, I pressed our foreheads together. “I need to go up to Canada tonight.” I kissed her, praying she didn’t freak the fuck out. She’d been doing so well. I didn’t want any setbacks because of me. “Just one night. I’ll be home by supper, maybe earlier.” I pulled back to make eye contact. “I’m coming back,mi vida. I promise you, I am coming back.”
“Why?”
“I told you at Casitas, club business.”
“That means I’m supposed to be the obedient old lady now, right?
I raised her left hand, showing her my name on her fingers. “Yes.”
She growled. “I hate being in the dark.”
“You knew what you were signing up for, baby.”
“I know, I know. You’re damn lucky I like you as much as I do.”
Like? I knew she loved me. I loved her too. Not sure why we hadn’t given each other the words.
“Me, Raul, Track, and Dodge are going.”
“Can’t someone else take your place?” She jutted out her bottom lip, breaking out her damn doe-eyes. “It’s almost Thanksgiving.”
My chest ached, hating that I had to leave her again. “I know, baby. I don’t like it either, but it’s my job. I’m in charge of our dealings up north. It’s just one night.”
Ciro Remotti had postponed the meeting Storm had mentioned weeks ago. I’d hoped it’d get canceled, but no dice. Stephen had called this morning, requesting we meet with the Remottis tomorrow. I didn’t appreciate the short notice one bit.
“Jesus, Hero.” She fell onto her back and covered her face. Shit, I didn’t want her to get emotional or her anxiety to spike.
“Look at me, Roja.” I removed one of her hands. “You’re my woman.Mine. Only God himself could keep me from coming back to you.”
“Well, don’t go tempting him.” The first tear fell.
I licked it off her cheek. “It breaks my heart to see you cry,mi vida.”
She tugged her hand out of mine, looped it around my neck, drawing us together. “Don’t worry, big guy. I’m sad and a little angry, but I’m not about to push you away.”
“Thank fuck.” I dropped a kiss on her lips. Not that she could push me away if she tried. Like it or not, she was my property now. I’d pull the machismo card because there was no chance this side of hell I’d ever let her go.
“I don’t want you to go,” she mumbled against my lips.
Unlike the big badass biker I saw myself as, I brushed my nose across hers tenderly. “I know. Do you believe me? That I’m coming back to you.” I rubbed my cheek to hers, desperate as all get out for her to trust me.
She melted into me, hooked her other arm around my neck, and buried her face in my chest. Moving aside my chains, she kissed my skin in such a manner, I was sure she was memorizing me.
“Of course, I believe you. But it doesn’t mean I’m okay with you leaving. It feels too soon, ya know?”
“I don’t like it either, baby.” I fisted her silky red hair, staring into her eyes. “Are we okay?”God, please say yes.
“Yeah, we’re okay so long as you return after tomorrow. I warn you, if you don’t, there will be hell to pay, Hero Fuentes.”
“I love your fire.” I kissed her softly at first, then changed to ravenous. “Now, I’ll make my old lady feel real good before I go.”