Page 48 of Puck (The Lost Boys MC)
“Please, God,” I whispered desperately, “don’t take them from me. Please.”
I hadn't been prepared for this scenario. I hadn’t prepared for the most important men in my life to drop all at once. I leaned myself against the hallway wall in front of the door that led into Puck’s room and I wiped at my tears as snot flowed down my face. I let all of my emotions fall out of my body and onto the floor at my feet, and for the first time in my entire life I didn’t give a shit who rolled up on me and saw me like this.
All I wanted was for my family to be okay.
Footsteps padded softly down the hallway before warmth threaded itself around my shoulders. They tugged me toward them and I laid my head against someone’s shoulder before they pressed a kiss to the top of my head. I had no idea who it was. I had no idea who had found me. But as the tears flowed and my worries mounted, Lori’s voice pierced through my manic state.
“They’re going to be okay, I promise,” she whispered.
My face wrinkled up as I held back more sobs. “How do you know?”
She giggled softly. “Because I raised Ruby, and I know her heart. I know her tenacity. She gets it from her father, and if she says that none of these men are going anywhere, then they aren’t.”
My lower lip quivered. “Jesus, how did this get so fucked up?”
She kissed the top of my head again. “I think there’s someone else that wants to see you, though.”
I peeked up at her. “What?”
And when she thumbed over her shoulder, I watched as Puck stepped out of his bedroom and into the hallway.
“Puck? Wait a second, I thought…but you—”
His stare held my watery gaze. “Thanks, Mom. I can take it from here.”
Lori stood to her feet and hugged her son. “Good to see you upright.”
He hugged her closely. “Thanks. I’ll come find you in a bit.”
And as I watched in shock as he sat down next to me, I shook my head.
“How…I…but Notch said—”
He grinned. “I drifted off there for a bit, but then my eyes opened a little while later.”
I sighed with relief. “I know you’re not my biggest fan right now, but—”
He took my hand within his. “Shut up and come here, beautiful.”
He tugged me closer to him before our lips crashed together and the entire world stopped turning around us. Nothing else existed except the feeling of his tongue next to my own and I never wanted to go without that sensation ever again for the rest of my life. I climbed into his lap and he stood to his feet before placing me back down onto my own. But as my back fell against the wall, his hips swiveled and teased me.
And all the while, his tongue marked its spot against the roof of my mouth.
“I’m so glad you’re awake,” I whispered against his lips.
He tucked a strand of loose hair behind my ear. “You aren’t alone in this, okay? You have my word that I’ll do anything I can to keep you safe.”
Tears streaked my cheeks once more. “Even though you hate me?”
He snickered. “I could never hate you, Brigid. In fact, I—”
I hung onto his every word before we were interrupted by the one person I didn’t want to deal with at that moment.
And when I heard my father clear his throat, Puck took a quick step away from me.
“Puck,” he said flatly.
He nodded. “Sir.”
My shoulders slumped. “Daddy, I can’t do anymore fighting. Please, just—”
But Dad held up his hand, stopping my sentence in its tracks. “Did you mean what you just said, Puck?”
I looked up at the man that had infiltrated my heart and soul as he nodded. “Yes, sir. I did.”
Daddy took a step toward us. “I owe you everything for helping to save my son.”
Puck chuckled. “Does that mean I get to make a request?”
Dad’s eyes darted over toward me before he nodded. “Yes, it does. And whatever you ask, I’ll do my best to honor.”
And that was when Puck took my hand and kissed the back of it. “Then, don’t kill me when I tell you that I love your daughter.”
My jaw hit the fucking floor. “Wait, what? You do?”
He peered down at me. “Yes, I do.”
Jesus Christ, I love you, too.
But my father’s bombastic laughter caught me off-guard.
“What’s so funny?” I asked.
Puck chuckled with him as Daddy held his stomach. “You know, this might just be the only scenario in which I don’t kill you for saying something like that.”
So, with the only approval we’d ever get from him, I looked up into Puck’s glorious face. “I love you, too.”
His stare met my own. “You do?”
I smiled. “I really, really do.”
He cloaked my back with his arms before pulling me against his body. I giggled as I cupped the back of his head, bringing his lips to mine in a wanton, desperate kiss.
