“I need a few minutes with my wife. I’ll be back,” I tell my brothers, and anyone that’s listening.
“A few minutes, is that it?” Ace calls out.
“Coming from a bull rider who also lasted eight seconds with his girl?” I retort.
That’ll shut him up. He was stupid enough to tell Jett that his first time with Harper, after being celibate for six years, he came eating her out. And now, it’s the perfect comeback.
“Don’t you dare pick on our Acey Baby!” Jett shouts back.
I chuckle, carrying G in my arms through the door. I don’t get far; I shove her back against the first available wall.
“You wanted to talk?” she asks.
“Yeah. I do. But I need more of this first,” I tell her, taking her lips and devouring her. My own fucked up way of showing her exactly what she is to me, the only way I really know how to.
I pull back and study her. Harper is right. I can see the way her eyes have dulled. That spark she carries is a little bit dimmer than normal.
“Tell me what you’re thinking, viper.”
She sighs. “Was any of this real? Or was this some kind of scam where you make me fall for you, only to betray me, ruin my empire, and run back to your boyfriend?”
What the fuck. I don’t know how she’s jumped into that spiral, but I need to put a stop to it. I’d never betray her like that. “No, G. I promise that ain’t it.”
Her eyes lock onto mine, like she’s staring into my soul, before she says, “And how could you possibly prove it to me?”
My mind spins. I don’t know. So I say the first thing that comes to my head. “You want me to prove that I’m not secretly in love with Romeo?”
“Yep.”
I swallow. “It was only ever sex. No feelings. No relationship. Just a fuck when he was in town.”
“Why him? Do you normally sleep with women, or guys?”
“Both. Mainly women. I’ve been with a few guys. I’ve been with both at the same time.”
Her face remains expressionless. It makes me feel like shit. I can’t change my past; I wish like fuck I could. Hell, I wish I was a virgin until I met her.
“So, why him? Power? Does he get you closer to Enzo? Or does he fuck you good?”
I choke on a laugh. “Sweetheart, no one fucks me. I fuck them. Haven’t you worked that out about me yet? With Romeo, it’s a quick, hard fuck. He likes it rough, so I don’t have to be gentle. I don’t have to worry about him and what he can take. I don’t have to check on him the next day. I give him what he wants. It’s a mutual understanding between us.”
“How long?” she asks.
“Started probably six months ago.”
She nods. “How many times?”
“Six or seven?”
“When was the last time?”
“Ace’s wedding night.”
She scoffs. “Do you want to fuck him again?”
“No,” I answer without even hesitating.
“I can’t give you what he can, Colten. I have a pussy. But I do like it rough. Am I enough for you?”