Ronin: Lost Valkyries MC by Esther E. Schmidt

Author:Esther E. Schmidt [Schmidt, Esther E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-12-06T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

***Ronin***

I flip the lock and stalk to the fridge in the corner. I place the dinner I made for myself earlier in the microwave and turn it on. When I look over my shoulder, I see Anouk rooted to the floor next to the door. I raise my eyebrow in question.

Her shoulders sag and her gaze hits the floor. “What’s going to happen now?” she asks in a timid voice.

“Now we’re gonna eat, so put that sexy ass of yours on the couch.”

She sighs in frustration. Yeah, I know it was definitely not the answer she was looking for.

I decide to make myself clear. “You’re my Old Lady, Anouk. I might not know you through and through, but from what I’ve seen, you’ve given everything to me straight. There’s no reason for me to assume you’ll be lying and you’ve clearly been through enough to know that’s the worst option. All of this means I’m not going to interrogate you or lock you up, whatever. We’re going to have dinner, talk about you mainly...I’m not used to talking about myself so you need to give me time in that department. I’ve never had a relationship or a woman longer than a quick fuck. And I can be a real asshole at times.”

The microwave beeps and I’m kinda happy I’m saved from throwing out more words. I place the cups on the table along with two forks.

“What’s that?” she questions.

I grab my stuff and lean back on the couch, flipping on the TV for some background distraction. “Pizza in a cup. Go on, dig in, it’s good. I failed the first three times I made this years ago, but I perfected it in time.”

Anouk snatches the cup from the table along with a fork. She wasn’t wearing any shoes earlier but now has a pair of my white socks on to warm her feet. Said feet are put underneath her ass, all comfy to eat and watch some TV. My heart tugs when I think about how homey this is. Right here, couch, TV, dinner, my woman next to me. That’s most definitely something I never saw for myself at any point in the future. Hell, I didn’t even think I could have feelings for a woman other than the need to fuck.

From the corner of my eye I see her holding a forkful in front of her face, sniffing before the pizza-goodness enters her mouth.

Her eyes close for a breath before they flash open and she mumbles while chewing, “Damn, that’s good.”

I can’t help but chuckle. “Easy to please, huh? Wait till you taste dessert.”

Anouk groans. “You’re not one of those dirty guys who think ‘my dick in your mouth’ is a nice metaphor for dessert, right?”

Fuck. Me. That’s one damn hot vision she just flashed my mind with.

“Shit,” she mumbles. “Probably shouldn’t have said that out loud, now I’ve planted a seed in your head.”

“Doesn’t matter,” I tell her. “My cock sliding between those strawberry painted lips of yours will happen sometime soon anyway.

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