What the fuck? Did his heart just pitter-patter? He didn’t even recognize himself when it came to Bell.
“Well, there was a grease fire or something in the kitchen, so we were all let off early. Want to hang out?”
There were a lot of things he’d like to do with Bell. His plans to visit that apartment to raise hell suddenly lacked the same appeal.
“Where are you?”
“Walking home.”
“You know I hate when you do that,” he said.
“It’s daylight. So no big deal, right?”
“You are tough shit.”
“Exactly. I didn’t get the nicknameAttitudefor nothing,” she said.
“Didn’t I give you that name?”
“Okay, we’re getting off topic.” She giggled. “Are you stopping by or are you busy?”
“Already on my way.”
“That sounds unsafe. I’ll let you go,” she said. “See you soon.”
He shoved his phone in his pocket and grabbed his wallet before heading out to his bike. All he could think about was Bell, and not just how fucking incredible she looked naked, riding his cock. He just liked being near her. Talking or even doing nothing at all. She was the only woman in the world who got him, who didn’t judge him or make him feel like less of a person.
In his world, men used women for one thing. It was the norm. He wasn’t sure exactly how it happened, but Bell wasn’t just his girlfriend, but also his best friend.
When he got to her apartment, he called her, looking up at her bedroom window while the phone rang.
“Hello?”
“Look outside.”
A few seconds later, she was leaning out her window, the phone against her ear. Her smile made everything right in the world. “Hey, stranger. Are you not coming up?”
“I thought maybe you could come down. If I come up there, you know exactly what’ll happen.”
“Is that such a terrible thing?” she asked.
“Don’t tempt me. I’m trying to be a good boy.”
“If I liked good boys, I wouldn’t be dating you, would I, Tank?”
“Come down here and wrap your legs around me.”
She disappeared back into her apartment. He sat on his bike, scanning the neighborhood. He didn’t like her area. If anything, he’d prefer her living at the club, safe behind their protected walls. Tank couldn’t help but think about the future from time to time. He wanted to claim Bell as his old lady and soon. But first, he had to make things right with Lord and the club. And he had to work on his relationship with Bell so she’d be willing to make such a drastic change in her life for him.
If she rejected his offer, it would tear him apart, so he wasn’t sure how long he’d put off committing. Right now, she considered him her exclusive boyfriend, so that would have to be good enough for now.
A couple of guys around Bell’s age were leaning against the far end of the building. They eyed him. Everyone did. A territorial wave took him by surprise. He imagined them coming on to his woman when he wasn’t around, and it pissed him off. His claim on Bell was taking over his life. She was all he could think about.
When the door opened and Bell walked out, she was a breath of fresh air. Her long blonde hair fluttered behind her. She was his beauty, and all his focus turned to her.
Before climbing on behind him, she leaned close and whispered in his ear. “I’m not wearing any panties.” Then she straddled the bike, wrapping her arms around him.
His cock instantly turned rock hard, making it uncomfortable in his jeans. “You’re going to regret teasing me,” he said.