Free Havoc (Los Desperados MC) by Kara Parker Page B

afternoon light flowing in. Julian quickly went over and closed the curtains darkening the room.
     
    He handed me a clean pair of boxers and a large t-shirt and I dressed quickly as I dried my hair as best I could with a towel. The clothes were too big for me and the shirt hung to my knees, but they smelled lovely and were very soft, exactly what I wanted to be wearing at that moment. Julian had a blue bedspread and I pulled it back to reveal white sheets and soft-looking pillows. I climbed into bed and he climbed into the other side and lay down on his back.
     
    He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me down until I was lying on his chest. He stroked my back with my hands as I closed my eyes and dozed in and out. I didn’t want to think about what this meant or what the ramifications would be.
     
    “You know,” Julian said. “When I walked into the bathroom I wasn’t sure what was going to happen. I was really worried that you were going to kick me in the balls and knock me out.” I laughed out loud at that and brought my fingers up to stroke the thick dark hair on his chest. “So now what?” he asked.
     
    “I don’t know,” I said. “I’m too tired to think.”
     
    “Then go to sleep,” he said. “It’s been a crazy. Wow, it hasn’t even been a full twenty-four hours yet,” he chuckled and I could feel it under my head. But my eyes were quickly closing and I was falling asleep tucked away safe in his arms.
     
    When I woke the next morning I was on my side and Julian’s arms were wrapped around me. I snuggled back against him and he gave out a quiet moan and held me tighter. I looked at the clock on the dresser and was thoroughly confused. It said seven forty-five, but the PM light wasn't lit up. Was it really seven forty-five in the morning? We had gone to sleep in the early afternoon and I had certainly been tired enough to sleep for more than ten hours, but could hardly believe I had.
     
    I managed to free myself from his arms and I got up quietly to walk to the bathroom. I did my business and then rinsed my mouth out with mouthwash. I would have to have Julian get me a toothbrush, but the thought froze me in my tracks. A toothbrush meant I wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon; had I already resigned myself to that? I walked out into the living room and stared at the door. I could open it and go down, but what would greet me, and what about Julian? Could I really be the kind of girl who would use a guy like that? I hadn’t had sex with Julian to get something out of it. I had slept with him because I wanted to, because I wanted him.
     
    I moved past the door and got a glass of water and walked back to the bedroom where Julian was sitting up in bed looking worried.
     
    “What’s wrong?” I asked as I slid back between the covers.
     
    He looked at me and then gave a short laugh. “You were gone a while. I was worried you had made a break for it.”
     
    “I thought about it,” I said with a smile as I handed him the glass and he took a hearty sip.
     
    “But you didn’t?”
     
    “It seemed rude to fuck and run,” I said and he laughed. “But I’m not...” I trailed off, unsure of what I was or wasn’t anymore.
     
    “You don’t have to pledge your loyalty today,” Julian said. “But why don’t you just spend some time with us and see what we’re about. I think you might like us.”
     
    “So a trial run in your gang?” I asked.
     
    “Basically,” he answered. “But the thing is, no one can know about what happened yesterday. They can’t know about you stealing my bike or us hooking up.”
     
    “Why, are you married?” I asked.
     
    “No,” he said.
     
    “Are you embarrassed of me?”
     
    “No,” he said, pulling my chin so I facing him and he kissed me gently. “Definitely not. But people will think that my judgment is compromised and they might take you away from me. I would never let that happen, but it’s probably best to avoid a