“Ava?”
I raised my gaze. “Hmm?”
“Fuck, I’m sorry.” He slid me away from his dick.
“I’m okay.” Small lie. I wasn’t entirely sure how I felt. All I knew was I was thrilled Drew and I were out in the open about how we felt.
We kissed!
He touched me!
And I didn’t flip out!
He took my hand and pressed his warm lips to my palm. “Let me take you to the compound.”
“You know Nana. She won’t go. If she doesn’t, I have to stay with her.”
“We’ll talk to her. If she refuses, I’ll stay with you.” He kissed my palm again. “Okay?”
My heart fluttered. “Okay.”
6
Ire
“No, no, no, Drew.” Silvia waved me off, as I had expected. The little white-haired woman was in her blue recliner, watchingThe Bachelorette. She wasn’t happy about having her show interrupted.
“Nana, please. Drew thinks I’m in danger.”
Christ, I hated putting Ava’s safety in the hands of a clueless elderly woman. Silvia wouldn’t call the shots, but I’d refrain from going all caveman on her. Not tonight anyway. I kept my gaze on Ava. I wanted to reach out and touch her but thought it better to keep myself in check in front of her nana.
“What kind of danger?” Silvia shot me the stink eye.
The old woman didn’t know anything about motorcycle clubs. I wasn’t about to try to explain it. “A gang shot up the gym while we were there.”
She gasped. “Oh my! But what does that have to do with Ava? Call the sheriff.”
“The sheriff knows. I just want you and Ava where I can protect you at all times.”
Silvia clucked her tongue and batted her hand at me. “No. We’re fine right here.”
Ava came to my side and hooked her arm through mine. “I told you she wouldn’t go for it.”
I stared into her blue eyes. “You did.” Every cell in my body buzzed with need. After kissing her, I was desperate for more. She didn’t know it, but there was no chance in hell I’d ever let her go after tasting her sweet lips. Ava Hagen was mine.
“What now?” She led me into the kitchen.
I lifted her onto the counter, stood between her legs, and cradled her face. “Am I moving too fast?”
She flashed a radiant smile. “Do you plan to kiss me again?”
“Yes.”
“Then no. You’re not moving too fast.”
“I’m afraid I’ll get caught up in you. Try for more… Y’know, sex,” I whispered as if it were a dirty word.
She hooked her arms around my neck and leaned into me. “Honestly, I don’t know how I’ll be when we go there.”