Speed of Light (Marauders #3.5) by Lina Andersson

Author:Lina Andersson [Andersson, Lina]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Amazon: B00UYEGG28
Published: 2015-03-27T00:00:00+00:00

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Mace was on his back with his eyes closed, completely sated, and Kathleen was leaning her chin on his chest. Her fingers were playing with his beard and hair. It was strangely relaxing.

“Some guys dye their hair to hide the gray,” she said and moved further up.

“And the rest of us have balls.”

“You saying you’re a real man, so you’re not gonna hide the gray?”

“That’s exactly what I’m saying.” He opened his eyes, and she was close, so he cupped her face in his hands and gave her a kiss. “Are you questioning that?”

“No,” she mumbled. “Not at all.”

“Good.” He gave her another kiss before letting her go, and was pleased when she stayed half on top of him. “Wanna tell me what’s happened to the G.O.?”

“We’re modernizing.”

“How much of that is because of you?”

“Quite a lot was actually Blair’s ideas. I suspect she’s spent a lot of time thinking about it, and when I got there she took the chance to voice some of the ideas.”

“She knew you’d back her.”

“Probably.”

“Is it still boring?”

“God, yes,” she sighed.

He’d never asked, not fucking once, but he needed to know now. He probably should’ve asked her before he’d fucked her again, though.

“Are you still going to write about us?”

“No.” She gave his chest a kiss. “I researched, but I research a lot of things that never turn into something. I can’t find an angle on you, something unique, so I’ve dropped it. Frankly, you don’t interest me enough.”

“We don’t?” He felt a bit insulted by that, which was silly, but he did. “Why not?”

“Any idea I have has already been written. Biker clubs have been figuring in the media since the Fifties or Sixties. I doubt there are that many new things to write about you guys. So you don’t have to keep an eye on me anymore.”

“Would it be okay if I did?”

“Yeah,” she said after a second. “Keep an eye on me, but don’t ever again tell me what I can and can’t write. If I’d been serious about writing about you, I probably wouldn’t have let you and me become… whatever we became.”

“Probably?” he asked with a laugh.

“You were pretty pushy, and sexy, so I’m not sure I would’ve managed to hold you off.”

He ran his fingers into her hair and took a firm grip without pulling. It was more an insurance so she’d stay close, and because he liked her hair.

“So we’re not done?”

“No, we’re not done,” she answered, and he pulled her closer for another kiss.

“Good.” He hesitated, but then he went for it. He didn’t have much time. “I got a favor to ask.”

“Okay?”

“Would you come and meet my mom?”

Kathleen stared at him, and her green eyes were more curious than freaked out. “Are you shitting me?”

“No. I… mentioned you, and she…” Fuck, why the fuck had he said that? “She’s sick, and she might think I’m gay.”

“What?” Kathleen asked with a laugh.

“Only one I ever introduced her to is Sisco.”

“I’ll come with you and save your reputation with your mom.

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