Game Changer (Hell's Saints Motorcycle Club) by Paula Marinaro Page A
Authors: Paula Marinaro
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met my eyes and honest to goodness it took my breath away. I felt Diego turn and tense across the table and I couldn’t have cared less.
“You’re Apache.” I said to Crow.
“And you’re Lakota Sioux.” He said back at me.
I looked over at Prosper and Prosper shrugged, “He asked.”
“You asked if I was Native?” I smiled at Crow. I loved having the chance to lay claim to my mother’s heritage. I always felt complimented when it happened.
“No, I asked if you were taken.”
Wow.
His eyes left mine then and did a slow long sweep down my body. Everywhere his eyes touched burned me. No one had ever looked like that at me ever. I finally knew the meaning of that overused quote in romance books that said, “He raped me with his eyes.”
Wow. Wow. Oh. Wow.
Diego was half way out of his seat. Crow looked at him, clapped a hand on his shoulder and said, “That door ever opens brother.” Then without sparing me another glance he was gone.
I was still sitting in stunned silence. I felt Diego’s eyes on me, but purposefully avoided them. Then Jules slapped a plate down in front of me. All of a sudden I had a huge appetite and it was all really delicious. Jules smirked when he saw that I had cleaned my plate. When he asked me if it was good, I told him that he had just given me the absolute best I ever had.
Diego looked my way again and growled.
Jules burst out laughing and reached out to kiss the top of my head. Then he said, “Doll, you ain’t seen nothing yet.”
Diego looked exasperated, but this time he was looking right at Prosper. Prosper’s eyes were full of mirth. He mouthed something to him that looked like it might have been the word complicated but I couldn’t imagine why he would have said that.
****
Fucking Crow. Goddam him to hell that Apache bastard. For the second time in a less than a couple of days, Diego had half risen out of his seat to take a brother on over Raine. Never in his life had he fought over a woman. Now at fucking thirty eight years old he was gonna start? No fucking way.
He had been making his way down the hallway when he saw her fling open that door with nothing but that hip length Chinese silk shit on. Christ, that belt barely held the thing together. He could see half her left tit and the bottom opened almost to her V. And there she stood, totally unaware of it. Smiling and sleepy eyed with those big blue eyes and soft pink mouth issuing an invitation to every fucking brother in the place. How was it possible that she didn’t know that? But fuck him if she didn’t look hurt and embarrassed when he called her on it.
Jesus. It was going to be a full time job keeping Raine safe. Safe from his brothers, from him and from her goddam self. He was going to have to make it clear who she belonged to, if just to keep her from harm’s way.
But first he had to get his woman away from all his up in your face horny blue balled brothers. He was going to do something he had never done before. Never had to do to get a woman to share his bed.
He was gonna get Raine on the back of his bike and take her out on a fucking date.
Chapter 21
Prosper and I took off after breakfast. We talked about ordinary things, trying to find our way back there I guess. Or really establish a new ordinary. There was still a lot to be settled, but we had done a hell of a lot of that already and we both needed to put that away for a while. As we walked arm and arm, I remembered how much I loved being with Prosper. That hadn’t changed and as the day wore on cemented itself in. He made me laugh, remembering little things about me and Claire. And about my mom and dad. Funny little things that not another living soul knew about us. Family things.
It was a perfect day. Blue skies and white fluffy clouds. We sat down on a big boulder in the sun and Prosper took out two beers he had brought along in a backpack. As a surprise, he had also packed some of the cookies that Pinky had made before she left to
“You’re Apache.” I said to Crow.
“And you’re Lakota Sioux.” He said back at me.
I looked over at Prosper and Prosper shrugged, “He asked.”
“You asked if I was Native?” I smiled at Crow. I loved having the chance to lay claim to my mother’s heritage. I always felt complimented when it happened.
“No, I asked if you were taken.”
Wow.
His eyes left mine then and did a slow long sweep down my body. Everywhere his eyes touched burned me. No one had ever looked like that at me ever. I finally knew the meaning of that overused quote in romance books that said, “He raped me with his eyes.”
Wow. Wow. Oh. Wow.
Diego was half way out of his seat. Crow looked at him, clapped a hand on his shoulder and said, “That door ever opens brother.” Then without sparing me another glance he was gone.
I was still sitting in stunned silence. I felt Diego’s eyes on me, but purposefully avoided them. Then Jules slapped a plate down in front of me. All of a sudden I had a huge appetite and it was all really delicious. Jules smirked when he saw that I had cleaned my plate. When he asked me if it was good, I told him that he had just given me the absolute best I ever had.
Diego looked my way again and growled.
Jules burst out laughing and reached out to kiss the top of my head. Then he said, “Doll, you ain’t seen nothing yet.”
Diego looked exasperated, but this time he was looking right at Prosper. Prosper’s eyes were full of mirth. He mouthed something to him that looked like it might have been the word complicated but I couldn’t imagine why he would have said that.
****
Fucking Crow. Goddam him to hell that Apache bastard. For the second time in a less than a couple of days, Diego had half risen out of his seat to take a brother on over Raine. Never in his life had he fought over a woman. Now at fucking thirty eight years old he was gonna start? No fucking way.
He had been making his way down the hallway when he saw her fling open that door with nothing but that hip length Chinese silk shit on. Christ, that belt barely held the thing together. He could see half her left tit and the bottom opened almost to her V. And there she stood, totally unaware of it. Smiling and sleepy eyed with those big blue eyes and soft pink mouth issuing an invitation to every fucking brother in the place. How was it possible that she didn’t know that? But fuck him if she didn’t look hurt and embarrassed when he called her on it.
Jesus. It was going to be a full time job keeping Raine safe. Safe from his brothers, from him and from her goddam self. He was going to have to make it clear who she belonged to, if just to keep her from harm’s way.
But first he had to get his woman away from all his up in your face horny blue balled brothers. He was going to do something he had never done before. Never had to do to get a woman to share his bed.
He was gonna get Raine on the back of his bike and take her out on a fucking date.
Chapter 21
Prosper and I took off after breakfast. We talked about ordinary things, trying to find our way back there I guess. Or really establish a new ordinary. There was still a lot to be settled, but we had done a hell of a lot of that already and we both needed to put that away for a while. As we walked arm and arm, I remembered how much I loved being with Prosper. That hadn’t changed and as the day wore on cemented itself in. He made me laugh, remembering little things about me and Claire. And about my mom and dad. Funny little things that not another living soul knew about us. Family things.
It was a perfect day. Blue skies and white fluffy clouds. We sat down on a big boulder in the sun and Prosper took out two beers he had brought along in a backpack. As a surprise, he had also packed some of the cookies that Pinky had made before she left to
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