A small voice pricked the back of her mind, a voice she’d been ignoring since she’d found out Army was a Night Rebel. At that moment, she let it talk, and it asked if Army would be just like Vic. Would he leave her just because she was tainted by blood to Vic—Shark?
Mia leaned forward and retrieved her wine, taking a small sip. She didn’t want to think—especially after they’d gotten to know each other and shared so much as they came together in their want and desire for each other—that he would, or could, just walk away.
And what would I do if he did? Dammit … I don’t want to think about this. I’m putting the damn horse before the cart.Army had infiltrated her life, filling her mind even when he wasn’t around, and each time she thought about him, excitement surged through her blood like an elixir.What the hell did you do to me?The past few days they’d just spent together were a mixture of tender moments and fucking each other’s brains out. And … canhekiss. Damn. Each kiss had a raw intensity—fast breaths, hearts racing. When she’d arrived back home, hours after he touched her body, his smell still lingered on her skin.
She drained the last of the wine.He turns me into a trembling jumble of need, and I fucking love it. I’m not going to let Vic ruin this. Army is the only man I’ve been in love with, and there’s no damn way I’m letting Vic’s ignorant hatred take that away from me.
Mia picked up the remote but stopped when the doorbell rang. Her heart pounded in her chest, her hand curled tighter around the device, and her mind swirled. Would Vic really be that nuts to drive all the way to Durango to confront her? Yes.
The bell rang again. She prepped herself for the fight of her life and slowly walked to the front door, her senses on high alert. She looked through the peephole. “Army!” She flung the door open and fell into his arms.
“You didn’t put your alarm on,” he said.
She laughed and playfully punched his chest. “You could’ve just called and reminded me,” she teased him as she pulled him inside.
“Yeah, but I wouldn’t be able to hold you and feel your soft tits pressed against me.” He grabbed the sides of her face, his eyes boring into hers. “Give me your lips.”
The command shimmied down her spine and landed right between her legs. She tilted her head back and waited for him to claim her mouth. At first, his kiss was slow and gentle and the more she leaned into him, the faster and rougher it became. It was like dancing the tango with their lips and mouths—closely connected and intimately romantic. She moaned when he bit her lower lip then softly sucked on her tongue. Mia matched his moves as arousal swept through her in a wild rush. Then, he roughly pulled her head back by the hair and whispered, “Did you miss me?”
His lips were so close they tickled her ear and sent chills skittering across her skin. “Yes,” she breathed.
The tip of his nose caressed her earlobe. “Have you been a good girl?”
Oh fuck. Her sex clenched at his words. “Very good,” she rasped.
He gave a low, deep growl in her ear that reduced her to a horny puddle craving to be devoured.
Army smacked her butt hard then pulled away and shrugged off his jacket, throwing it casually over the wingback chair. Mia stood there watching him, her insides a trembling mess of want.
“Do you have any beer?” He winked and threw her a quick smile before ambling into the kitchen.
Not answering, she took several deep breaths, focusing on a piece of lint on the floor as she regained her composure.
“No beer, babe. What about whiskey?”
“In the cupboard next to the dishes,” she managed to say as her breathing normalized.
“Want one?”
“No, thanks. I’m drinking wine.” Mia walked over to the coffee table and picked up her glass then padded over to the counter and refilled the goblet. “Why didn’t you tell me you were coming up?”
“I wanted to surprise you.” He patted her ass then took her hand and led them to the couch.
“You definitely did that. It’s a happy surprise. Is everything all right with your family?” She sipped the chardonnay.
“Yeah. I came to see you. I missed you, babe.” Warmth spread through her. “How’s your training going?”
“You’ve made me lazy.” She laughed. “I need to step up my game if I’m going to compete in a couple of months. Rick’s given me a week to rest, but after that, it’s no more coddling.”
“I know you get a rush from being in the ring, and I get a hard-on watching you, so you gotta get back in there for both our sakes.” He brought the tumbler to his lips.
She squeezed his bicep then dug her nails hard into his taut skin. “I’m so happy you’re here.”
His gaze scanned her face then slipped down to her breasts and lingered before coming back up to her eyes. “I’m glad I’m here too. Where do you want to go for dinner?”
“How about Twin Dragons. They have the best Kung Pao …” Her voice trailed off as the thought that Vic heard she was dating Army stabbed at her brain. Someone must be watching us. Then the image of the red sports car with the creepy guy flashed through her mind. Of course!
“What’s up? You shut down.”