Gunner: Sons of Hell MC (Sons of Hell M.C. Book 2) by Rebecca Joyce

Author:Rebecca Joyce [Joyce, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-09-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Gunner

Monday...

It took a bit of rearranging and a lot of compromise on my part before Sarah got settled. In the end, I refused to let her have the spare room, figuring if she was already pregnant with my kid, why not take advantage of the fact that I could have her delectable body anytime I wanted?

Let’s face it. There was no fucking way in hell I could have her living under my roof, sleeping only a few feet from me and not want to sink my dick into her hot heat.

And that was exactly what I did last night.

Three times.

After breaking down the last box and packing away her suitcases, I ordered a pizza and we watched Netflix and chilled until I couldn’t take it anymore. Had to admit, I kinda like having her around. She had a wicked sense of humor. She wasn’t worried about getting her nails dirty. I really liked the fact that she didn’t feel the need to stay all dolled up for me. It was refreshing to see her walk out of the room, dressed in comfy pajamas with her hair tied up on top of her head, sans make-up.

In my opinion, she looked more beautiful and a hell of a lot younger.

But I ignored that last part.

What really shocked the hell out of me was waking up to her snuggled close to me like a little kitten. I never, not once, stayed the night with any woman I’d ever been with.

I hit it and quit it. Preferring my bed to anyone else’s. Yet with Sarah snuggled close, I found myself happy. Almost content. Like this was where I was supposed to be. It just felt right.

Hearing my cellphone vibrate, I rolled over and grabbed it just as someone banged loudly on the front door. Actually, it was several someone’s and by the way they were yelling, I already knew who they were.

Sarah bolted right up, grabbing the bedsheet to her as I jumped from the bed, searching for my pants.

“Who is that?”

“My brothers,” I hurriedly said, finding my jeans and jumping into them. Sarah scooted from the bed, keeping the sheet tightly wrapped around her, walking into the closet as I zipped up my zipper and screamed bloody murder before cupping my dick and falling to the floor.

Not again!

My poor dick!

“I’ll go make coffee,” I heard Sarah say as she stepped over me fully dressed as I moaned and wallowed around on the floor like a fucking fish out of water. Before I could say a word, she walked away as if nothing was wrong.

Laying on the floor, dying, mourning my dick, I heard Sarah open the front door before thunderous feet descended upon me.

“Where the fuck are you?!” King roared.

Gulping, I squeaked. “Down here.”

I opened one eye and took a peek to see King shaking his head as he stood over me. My other brothers were doing the same, but all of them had the look of retribution in their eyes. Something or someone pissed them off, and I didn’t have to think very hard about who that was.

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