Page 55 of Hendrix
“Shouldn’t I decide who can stay?” Anna piped up. “It is my cervix.”
I heaved a breath. “Stop giving me lip, woman.”
Her eyebrow cocked, and she glared at me so coldly that my testicles almost iced up. “You’ve got a nerve. You haven’t said two words to me all day but sure, you go ahead and decide who gets to participate in my most intimate family moments.” She dropped her voice low. “‘Cause that’s not weird.”
“Jesus, Freckles. Why you gotta be so snarky?” I asked sarcastically.
She shot me a sweet smile. “Well,Jamie. Probably for the same reason you’ve gotta be such a rude asshole.”
My cock thickened in my jeans because no other woman would dare speak to me that way. I’d missed it, missed the banter and the challenge. Missed the fun and the laughter. Missed the deep, meaningful conversations and the connection.
I’d missed her.
We were opposites. I was all testosterone, hard fucking, fighting, and shooting guns. She was all soft hair, perfumed skin, pure class, and cocktail hour. We shouldn’t have made sense together; except we made perfect sense together. We always had, and it was confusing because, for the life of me, I couldn’t work out why.
I hadn’t been able to get Anna outta my head for the last three goddamned years. She’d never been like all the others. She was always something more, purely because she made me feel things I’d never felt before, not even with Erica. I wanted to wrap her up in cotton wool and protect her at all costs. Every inch of her was pure femininity, from the subtle curled, glossy red hair and perfect skin, the sweet tits and softly rounded ass, down to her shapely ankles and pretty manicured toes in her high-heeled shoes.
Even her voice was soft and womanly, which was probably why she knocked me on my ass whenever she gave me shit. It was such a contrast to everything else about her.
Perfect, while at the same time, being a total head fuck.
There was never a dull moment with Anna Bouchard, which was probably why I found her so damned fascinating.
“Freya, Bones, and Tristan are staying,” she decided, her eyes drifting to Dad and softening. “You can too.” Then her eyes went to Diablo, Ice, and the two girls with him. “The rest of you can mind your beeswax. It’s weird.”
“Nothing’s private in a biker club, Anna, babe,” Ice pointed out. “We all live together like one big, happy family, and believe me when I say things border on intrusive.”
Her lips curved. “Nice try, honey, but we gotta have some boundaries, and my vagina’s strictly off-limits.”
“Damned straight,” I agreed. “Now, you heard the lady. Get the fuck out.”
Ice rolled his eyes, and with his arms still slung across Arizona and Fifi’s shoulders, he turned for the door.
“Can we see the scan picture later please, Anna?” Arizona called over.
“Of course, honey,” Anna assured her.
“I love babies,” Fifi murmured to her friend, falling into step with Iceman as he led them out the door. “They’re so cute.”
“Me too,” I heard Arizona reply excitedly, their voices fading as they walked away.
Diablo shifted on his feet awkwardly. “I’ll just...” He gestured toward the door.
“You do that,” I told him pointedly.
He jerked a nod and made for the door. Blade went after him, throwing Anna a wink before he disappeared.
Dad turned and made for the bed, shoulder-checking me as he went. I wasn’t expecting it, so the jolt of it sent me a few steps back. The fucker took the opportunity to get past me and approach the bed, pulling up a chair to sit beside Anna.
“Anna, sweetheart. We haven’t been formally introduced.” He stuck his hand out. “I’m Will, Jimmy’s pop. It’s good to finally meet you.”
Anna took his fingers in hers and squeezed. “I’ve heard a lot about you, Will.”
He skewered me with a glare. “All good, I hope.”
She shrugged. “Good or bad, it doesn’t matter. I make my own mind up about a person. If I listened to gossip, I wouldn’t have any friends at all.”
“Best way to be, sweetheart,” he crooned. “Pleased to see my boy has good taste in women. He gets it from me, you know. Jameson’s maw was much the same way as you are, andshewas a redhead, too.”
