Page 15 of Ours
“You sure? No big deal if you are, I just…” and then I stopped again, and rocked back and forth on my heels.
He arched his eyebrows.
“Would you mind being with me tonight?” I asked it slowly, “Like hang out with me, I don’t want to be by myself.” Which could be whiplash to him, because all day I had wanted to be by myself. Now that fact I had been by myself all day, had rubbed off on me. He opened his mouth, and I quickly added. “I’m not interested in going to the club party, I’m not great with crowds.”
His lip twitched up. “I used to date you Ellie remember, I know you hate crowds unless you are glued to your man. I was going to offer, if you wanted, you can use me for the night. I’ll make sure no one touches you, or goes near you, if you don’t want them too.”
My eyebrows knitted together. “Won’t people judge me?”
“Since when did you care what people think?” he tilted his head slightly. “You and I both know what you just prayed for in there, ain’t one night on my lap going to change that.”
And he had a really good point. A conversation with the club life wasn’t sounding awful to me right now. I could talk to the men, catch up on their women drama. But I’d be on Hudson’s lap, not Maddox. I knew Maddox well enough to know he wouldn’t even be jealous over me sitting on Hudson’s lap all night, or glued to Hudson’s side. Hell he wasn’t even that mad when I kissed Hudson, he was however pissed off when I took his ring off.
So I nodded my head. “Okay,” and then I let of his hand. For him to grab my arm.
“But for my sake Gabriella, don’t wear something short.” He said, his words almost coming out with a coat of pain on them, like my bare legs on him, would physically hurt him.
“It’s cool enough for jeans, how does that sound?” I asked as he took his grasp from my arm.
He nodded his head. “Maybe a turtle neck too.”
And I burst out laughing, it’s so strange to me, that my eyes widened by hearing my own laughter. Hudson caught it to, and he just winked at me, as if telling me not to overthink it. Like I shouldn’t be guilty for laughing when Maddox was in a hospital.
* * *
I walkedout of mine and Maddox’s dorm room, and down the hall. It was still semi hot, but I told Hudson I’d wear jeans, so I was holding up my end of the bargain. But I was wearing a crop top with it. And as I walked into the common room, I was immediately overwhelmed. Fucking people everywhere. The south charter chapters were here and the place was brimming.
I felt my anxiety go up three levels, as someone accidently pushed me out of the way. Okay this was a terrible idea. There was no Maddox, to pull me from out of the way before a fight. Because I always had this ability to be in the heat of the moment spot, where a fight breaks out. Maddox usually saved me from them.
I took one step back, into a firm toned, and fucking muscular chest.
“No backing out sweetheart.” He whispered loudly in my ear over the noise of the party.
He then wrapped an arm around me and pulled me through the pub until we where at a table. Ribs was there, a few other men I didn’t know.
Hudson unwrapped his arm around me and went and sat down, when I didn’t immediately sit on his lap, he grabbed my arm, giving me a look—and I slipped onto his lap right away. Couldn’t say it didn’t feel like some sort of home. I was used to his cologne, not used to his being asripped as he was though—he always had been built but his new status of muscular was something else. I think it had to do with the fact he was National President now. He had to control chaos, needed the muscles to be able to give out punches that ended lives.
They began dealing cards, and I felt so fucking tense sitting on Hudson’s lap, like at any moment someone was going to scream at me to get off.
“Darlin’, relax.” Hudson whispered into my ear, and to outsiders looking in, they would think it was sweet nothings. But it wasn’t. It wasn’t like that was it? “Relax.”
“I can’t.”
“Why?”
“Because what if a woman tells me to get off.” I say, and he turned his head, looking me in the eyes.
“Ain’t no woman got claim and the only one I wanted to, is currently sitting on my lap. So you’ve got nothing to worry about.”
I relaxed slightly, curling into him, and running my arm behind his neck and let my arm drop over his shoulder. It felt like I had gone back in time years. It felt like.. home.
“So Ellie, what do you think of me fucking a set of twins. Do you think they’d be against it?” Ribs asked as he picked up his cards, taking the cigarette from his mouth.
“Together, or separately?” I asked.
And Ribs cracked his trademark smirk. “Together.” He then gave me a wink. “Only you’d know to ask that question.”
“Well it is you Ribs. You’re a twenty year old player.” I smiled, “So yeah my answer is if you ask them, don’t expect them to be talking to you again in a hurry.” Ribs looked honestly disappointed. I touched his shoulder. “When you going to learn Ribs, porn isn’t real?” I said with a full smile.
