I couldn’t stop the chuckle that escaped me. I reared back, pulling myself nearly all the way from her body, before slamming home again. “Perfect,” I assured her, so she never doubted herself again. “You’re fucking perfect, Maisy, and someday soon, I’m going to marry you.”
Chapter Sixteen
“Where are you going?” I murmured, feeling the warm body beside mine shift.
Blinking my eyes open, I could just make out her silhouette in the darkness on the side of the bed. “I need to go get Samantha.”
I bolted upright. “Why? What’s wrong? What happened?” Had the twins called her? I hadn’t heard the phone go off, but after two rounds of sex, I was feeling the lack of sleep as well as my age. Hard. It was a good thing Maisy did not ask for another round, because my dick was not rising to the occasion any time soon.
I turned the lamp on next to the bed as I heard her moving around in the dark. She was starting to get dressed. I got up, too, to look for mypareo.
“No, it’s nothing. Go back to bed.”
Holding the tan sarong in my hand, I ran around the side of the bed to stop her in her tracks. “Mase, baby. Talk to me. What’s going on?”
She bit her lip. “I don’t want you to take this the wrong way.”I had no idea what that meant, and waited patiently for her to continue. “Since the day she was born, I’ve never slept away from her! As much as I love being with you and you holding me, I…”
I understood. “You want her here, too,” I finished for her when she was obviously struggling to find the right words that didn’t offend me.
Her cheeks reddened. “Are you mad at me?”
I tossed thepareoI had borrowed from Aloiki onto the bed before raising my hands to her face and leaning my forehead to hers. “Never,” I assured her. “Go back to bed, baby. I’ll go get her.”
“No,” she shook her head. “There’s no reason for you to be up?—”
“First of all, there is no way in fuck that you are wandering down to the barn at night while I stay snuggled up in bed.” I lifted my lips to kiss her forehead. “Not happening. Secondly, it is my job to ensure you have everything in life that will make you happy and safe. If you prefer Samantha here, if that will make you feel better, then I will go get her.” I kissed her lips. “But eventually we’re going to have to figure out another bedroom for her.”
During my absence, Aloiki had kicked Lucifer to the barn to claim the bedroom next to his and Lu’s as a nursery. Maybe I could do the same to the one of the bedrooms on either side of mine, and perhaps even claim the bathroom, too. The others could take a piss out a window for all I cared.
“Are you sure? I don’t mind?—”
“I do,” I interrupted. “Get back into bed. I’ll be back with her soon.”
After tucking her under the covers and kissing her again, I picked up my sarong and headed towards the door. I had just cracked it open when I heard a soft, “Tangaloa?”
I glanced back to the bed. “Yeah, baby?”
“Mahalo.”
“A‘ole pilikia,” I responded with a smile.
The mile-plus hike down to the barn in the middle of the night wasn’t pleasant, and I certainly was not going to make Maisy walk it with or without me. Fuck that. Besides, the walk would be good for me. I still had a lot to process. Between Kayl’s betrayal and Maisy’s revelations, plus what could arguably be categorized as the best sex of my life, it had been a hell of a few days.
I was almost to the barn when I realized I wasn’t walking alone. It was a damn good thing the moon was so bright tonight, because I likely would not have survived the heart attack if I hadn’t recognized the twins right away.
“Lesu Kristo!” I shouted loudly into the night. “What the fuck?!” One was walking on either side of me, having snuck up behind me and fallen into step without me even realizing it right away. I stopped walking. “Why are you out here? Where’s Samantha?”
“Relax,” the one on my left waved off.
“She’s with Trudy,” the other one said.
My head swiveled back and forth between the two of them. Neither was wearing their cuts, so I couldn’t even mentally dub one Thing One or Thing Two. I was tired and startled enough that I desperately wanted Aloiki to follow through on his threat to tattoo one and not the other so we could tell them apart.
I pinched my nose. “Who the fuck is Trudy? Are you having one of the Club Cunts watch her?” I didn’t know all their names. Actually, I only knew one or two names, and they weren’t even the ones I had slept with.
“Of course not,” the one on my right said, his voice appalled.
“We would never trust her life with a Cunt,” the one on my left added in the exact same tone.