Page 26 of Ash (Dragon Riders MC 3)
I swallowed hard. “The fact that, at any point in time, I could lose you.”
“Yep.”
I sighed. “Well, why don’t we order us a nice pizza, get some soda, maybe order a dessert, and take it an hour at a time.”
He grinned. “I know what I want to do with my next hour, too.”
I quirked an eyebrow. “What happened to eating, big boy?”
He flipped me over onto my back and pinned me to his bed.
“Even after I place the order, it’ll take them an hour to get here.”
I smiled brightly. “So, why don’t you place that order, then come give me a taste of what’s on your mind?”
His cock stiffened against the inside of my thigh. “I guess there’s only one question to ask.”
“What’s that, Daddy?”
His eyes darkened with lust. “What do you like on your pizza, princess?”11AshI smiled as I gazed upon Hannah’s sleeping face. Even in her sleep, she had the softest smile against her cheeks that warmed my heart to its core. My hand was numb and my arm ached, but I didn’t dare move. I didn’t want to bother the sleeping angel next to me.
I wanted to hold this moment in my memory forever.
As the sunlight streamed through the windows, I watched her eyes flutter. She groaned and turned over, seeking more of my warmth as her head fell against my chest. With her hair splayed along my skin, I shook out my hand. I ran my fingertips through her hair, unraveling the knots we had created well into the early morning hours. My body ached in all the best ways because of it. The pizza we shared in bed together left a stale smell at the foot of the bed, but I didn’t care. The only thing I cared about was the sleeping beauty next to me that kept me company all night.
I never wanted the moment to end.
She looked good in my bed. Naked, beneath my covers. And as I laid there staring at the ceiling fan twirling around, I came to the conclusion that I wanted every morning to be this way. I wanted to wake up to her soft, sleepy smile every morning at eight and I wanted to wake her up with my tongue and listen to her groggy voice chant my name while her hips rolled against my tongue. I had half a mind to start the trend right then and there. Just creep between her legs, move them over my shoulders, and dive into my breakfast.
I resisted the urge, though.
You can’t make that kind of commitment.
I sighed as I kissed the top of her head softly. As much as I hated the voice in my head sometimes, it was right. I had a lot of scars from my past. I’d made a lot of mistakes and hurt a lot of people along the way. Not to mention, Hannah still wasn’t safe. I’d already gone back on my word to myself, and I didn’t intend on compromising her anymore. Until further notice, the only focus I needed to have was on her safety. On making sure she had the ability to create a life for herself she could show off with pride.
Even if I wasn’t in it.
Besides, I didn’t know if I was ready for some sort of life-long commitment. I didn’t know if I was ready to financially provide for a family and keep up with the needs of more than just myself. In some ways, I enjoyed the life I already led. I dealt with the guys during the day, then I got to come home to peace and quiet. If I added someone to my life, that peace and quiet would be gone.
But when I looked back down at Hannah laying there against my chest, my heart surged with happiness.
Maybe it would be worth it.
“All right. Need to get up,” I groaned.
I slowly shifted Hannah to the side and got myself out of bed. One day off, and my brain was already considering some sort of massive life-event change.
“This is why I don’t take days off,” I murmured to myself.
Hannah rolled over onto her stomach and buried her face into my pillow. And while it made me smile, it also made me turn away. I was getting too attached too quickly, and I didn’t need to be pulling that shit. Cooler heads—and cocks—needed to prevail. This woman still wasn’t safe. And if I didn’t watch it, I’d be the reason she got herself killed.
Stay focused, Ash.
Hannah’s snores filled the room as I pulled my leather jacket up my arms, and it made me smile so big my cheeks hurt. Most people didn’t like snoring, but I found it to be a compliment. If someone snored in the same room with me, it meant they felt safe. Safe enough to entrust me with their most vulnerable state. That brought me a great deal of pride, being able to give that to someone. And because of that premise, I stole one more glance at my sleeping Hannah.
