Sins of the Father by Marie James

Author:Marie James [James, Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Goodreads: 42378395
Publisher: Self
Published: 2018-10-10T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 23

Lynch

Dim sunlight filters into my room when I finally manage to open my tired eyes. I almost convince myself that I didn’t just waste the entire day sleeping.

Candi shifts in my arms. I’m not startled she’s still in here. Her presence when I woke up was considered before I ever closed my eyes. I don’t want her here, but I couldn’t bear to let her go earlier. I clear my throat, hoping it will startle her awake so she’ll leave, but all it serves to do is rouse her enough that her hand slides down the ridges of my stomach to settle just out of reach of my thickening cock.

It doesn’t bother me that she’s on my chest. It doesn’t torture me that the tips of her fingers are mere inches from my dick. What spooks me is realizing my fingers are stroking through her hair. I’m loving on her, petting her like a kitten without even thinking about it.

And what’s worse?

I enjoy it.

I love the dark strands sifting through my fingers, and the way the soft light catches a hint of red on occasion.

And those thoughts make me a pussy, and if there’s anything in the world I’m not… it’s a pussy.

I jolt out of bed, rustling Candi enough that she should wake up. She doesn’t. She must not have gone to bed much earlier than when I went into Molly’s to collect her last night.

She grumbles, much the same way she did when she was in my room back at the clubhouse last week and snuggles deeper into the pillow.

God, she’s fucking cute wrapped in my sheets. The sight of one exposed nipple beckons to me, calling me over.

I ignore it.

That’s a lie.

There’s no way to ignore the delicate curve of her breast and the way her dark, brown hair practically floats on the bed.

I fight the urge.

Fight it the entire time I’m pulling my boxers and my jeans on. I don’t even bother with the button and zipper. Or socks for that matter. I shove my feet into my boots and haul ass down the stairs. Distance is the only thing that will ensure I don’t go right back to her. I have too much to do, and wasting hours lying beside her while she sleeps isn’t an option.

My plans to sit at the breakfast bar and drink a cup of coffee are deterred by Molly standing at the stove, so I grab a beer from the fridge and head out onto the front porch.

“Son of a bitch,” I grumble at seeing Briar and TJ sitting in two of the four chairs on the front porch.

“Hey to you, too,” TJ snaps playfully.

“Any fallout from last night’s job?” I ask as I settle into my own rocker.

“Nope,” TJ responds.

I already knew the answer. If there was an issue, I would’ve been woken up. I don’t lead this club with my head in the sand like my father did. They know to come to me with all issues. I’m the one who decides the level of importance.

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