Page 68 of Foxx
“That’s not how I handle problems,” Aiden fires back.
“I’m a grown woman. I can handle my brother.” I don’t know if I actually can, but I also don’t know what this is right now. Plus, Mason is hundreds of miles away.
“I don’t think you know your brother. Not the club side of him anyway.”
“I know he tortured the man who raped my sister for a long time before he died. When my sister pointed in your direction, I expected you would suffer the same fate,” I offer. “I may not know everything about club life, but I know my brother’s wrath when it comes to his family.”
“You don’t know mine,” he says, letting the pads of my fingers trace his skin. “He wouldn’t have the chance to kill me before his life was over. And he wouldn’t think it through. If he knew you were with me for any reason, he’d attack. Men like us are trained to fight first and ask questions later. Kill or be killed.”
I think for a moment about his statement, because the way he says it is so sure. It sends a shiver of fear up my spine and reminds me just being here puts all I have left at risk.
“But you didn’t kill me last night,” I whisper, searching his eyes.
“Mmm,” he agrees, and I can tell he doesn’t understand this connection any more than I do. “Don’teverlie to me again.”
His warning feels like a plea more than a threat, but I know he means it with everything in him.Next time I won’t be so lucky.
Aiden reaches for a brown bottle and pats my thigh, signaling for me to slide to the other end of the tub. I have no idea what he’s doing until he brings my feet to his lap. He squeezes some of the silky, coconut-smelling liquid into his big hands and slides them down each leg, massaging and kneading as he goes. My eyes roll back and, amazingly, even the way he massages my feet makes my core heat for him. I breathe out a sigh as I focus on the delicious pressure, and the smile I sorarely see lights me up from the inside out as it takes over his gorgeous face.
“You like to pretend you don’t want to be taken care of, but look at you now. Purring like a kitten for me.”
“Mm-hmm…please never stop,” I mutter, my head falling back and my eyes falling closed again.
“Enjoy it. You’re gonna need it. We have a long ride ahead,” he says.
I blink up at him. “Where are we going? I’m supposed to work.”
“Your boss is giving you the day off. There’s a small ride planned out to Jekyll Island today. My whole club goes, and some others.”
I remember Roz telling me about this yesterday.
“After, there’s a party on a brother’s land. A barbecue and a band. I have some contacts lined up to talk to about your sister’s assault. You’re coming with me.”
“Other clubs? Will the Hounds be there?” I panic, sitting up a little straighter in the tub. My brother might not be here, but all it would take would be one Hounds member to see us, and my brother would be on a fucking rampage. And I’m just not prepared for that yet.
“No,” he answers firmly enough that it makes me relax a little.
“How do you know?” I ask.
Aiden’s lips come down to kiss the tips of my toes, and he lingers there for a moment. Even my size nine foot seems small in his big hands.
“Because the ride is in memory of my father.”
Oh.
The scent of the oils mixing with the hot water and bathsalts as he rubs my feet makes me almost dizzy as a deep calm spreads through me. So much so, that when I stand to get out of the tub twenty minutes later, my legs are a bit unsteady.
Aiden stands with me, gripping me tight as he slides his hands over my wet body, kissing my shoulder. I can feel him growing harder by the second, pressing against me.
“I don’t even have clean clothes here,” I say, picking up a towel.
“Mmmm,” he hums into my neck as he squeezes tight again. “Clothing is the last thing you need, Rhiannon.”
Chapter 38
Aiden
The sight of the water droplets cascading down Mia’s pert ass as she moved to get out of the tub takes me from wanting to care for her to wanting to ruin her. The need to bury my cock in every hole she has is quickly beginning to feed my depraved fucking soul.
