“No. Not even close.”
“Then why’d you ask?”
I shrugged a shoulder. “Just getting my bearings, I guess.”
“I loved taking you out for sushi last week. I want more of that,” he said.
“But…” I filled in the unspoken blank.
“This will cause a rift between you and your family. That’s the last thing I want to do.” He sighed. “But I can’t stay away from you.”
“Is there a solution here?”
He wasn’t the only one aiming for self-protection.
“For the next two weeks, we go to the place I’m taking you.”
“Hiding,” I muttered.
He tipped my chin up to look into my eyes. “Not hiding, but my room at the clubhouse is out. Should be in an apartment soon.”
“My place is closer to the—”
“And your brothers check up on you.”
“They do not,” I said.
His brows went up. “They do - you just don’t know it.”
“Well, I’ll be telling them to st—”
He kissed me quick. “You’ll do no such thing because they only mentioned it to me in passing and asked me not to tell you.”
“Dammit,” I hissed.
“Yeah. Now do me a favor and suck my cock like a good girl.”
My heart sank just a little bit. I didn’t want to hide this - hide us - but it was too soon.
I shifted in bed and got down to business to take care of his long, thick cock. Like last week - I’d take as much from him as I could get.
You deserve more, that little voice in my head whispered. She sounded like Mom and I ignored her for now. Again.
Since we both had New Year’s Day off, Tundra decided we’d ride to this super secure location on his Harley after we ate breakfast. We took State Road 23 to Highway 16 through Green Cove Springs, and crossed the Shands bridge to get to Fruit Cove. I loved riding with him at such high speeds. It was the best way to start the new year.
I scampered off his bike staring at the property. There were two buildings that looked like matching houses with a roofed patio-like area connecting them. It wasn’t quite large enough to call it a courtyard.
Tundra ambled up beside me.
I tilted my head and grinned at him. “Is this a VBRO duplex? I’ve never seen such a gorgeous place.”
He chuckled. “Not a VBRO.”
“Is this another buddy’s place? Ivy would love to take a look at this property.”
“Whatever you do, don’t tell Ivy about this place. And it’s not a buddy’s.”
My eyes widened. “Are we breaking and entering? That’s one way to let the cat out of the bag about us.”