“I’ll be laser sharp. No worries about that.” He bumped fists with Paco and Eagle then walked out of the club, acutely aware that his brothers’ eyes were glued on him. He jumped on his bike and sped off.
* * *
Before Army gotoff his bike, Mia ran over to him and threw her arms around his neck, covering his face in soft kisses. He chuckled as he pivoted toward her, wrapping his arms around her waist.
“Hey, baby,” he growled, then he seized her lips in a furious, possessive kiss.
“I’m so pissed at you,” she said as she pulled back a little.
“And …?” Army claimed her mouth again, smothering her answer as his hand roamed down her body and cupped her ass, squeezing it hard. As Mia sank into him, he pulled her up onto the leather seat, shifting her until she sat facing forward in front of him. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked it hard, then slipped his tongue between her gasping lips and into the sweet recesses of her mouth. She tasted like wine and smelled of lemon and cinnamon. And he missed her every fucking minute they’d been apart. He plunged in deeper, loving the whimpers climbing up her throat and the way her nails dug into his back underneath his shirt.
“Let’s go inside,” she murmured against his lips.
“Anything you say, babe,” he said before deepening the kiss for a while longer. He eased back, and the corner of his mouth turned up slightly. Mia kissed him quickly on the lips, then pulled her leg up and over and jumped off the bike.
“Park your bike in the garage,” she said over her shoulder as she ambled across the lawn. “I’ll open it for you.” She disappeared into the house and soon the garage door slowly opened.
When Army came inside, he tossed his bag on the floor near the back door and gathered her into his arms again, but she twisted out of them and went to the refrigerator.
“Do you want a beer?” she asked.
“I want you,” he said, coming over to her.
“I’m mad at you. Why didn’t you return my texts or calls?” Her amber eyes sparked.
“I had my phone turned off.” He took the beer from her and popped open the tab.
“That’s it?” Mia slammed the fridge door.
“I went to think at my dad’s cabin in the mountains. I had to clear my head.”
“Why couldn’t you have told me,thenturned off your damn phone? I didn’t know what happened to you.” Her voice cracked.
Army put the beer down on the counter and tugged her close to him. “I’m sorry, darlin’. I wasn’t thinking. I was so fuckin’ pissed and confused that I needed to be alone for a while.”
“I thought you dumped me,” she said, the words muffling against his shirt.
He drew back and his gaze met hers. “I could never do that, babe. I was just pissed that you didn’t tell me about the fuc … about Shark. I had to digest it. I admit I was shocked off my ass when I found out you have the same blood as that … him.”
“I should’ve told you.”
“Yeah … you should have, but now I know and it’s okay.”
“Really?”
He picked up his beer and led her into the living room where they sat down on the couch. He just noticed the gauze around her calf. He ran his hand over it.
“What happened?”
“I sprained it or something when I was doing laps. Rick patched me up.”
“That sucks. I’m sorry, babe.”
“I’m supposed to keep off my leg as much as possible, but my job doesn’t really allow for that. The worst thing is that I can’t wear heels. I’m going crazy.”
Army laughed then brushed his lips across hers. “You’re kooky, but I love it.”
Snickers jumped up and rubbed her face against his knee.